<?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-9857265</id><updated>2011-08-05T22:59:11.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Diaries of A Mad Black Woman</title><subtitle type='html'>Don't worry, there's enough of my booty to go around.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>187</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-115084524975882065</id><published>2006-06-20T19:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T19:14:09.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Out with the Old, In with the 07' Class.</title><content type='html'>Here's to the nights we felt alive&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the tears you knew you'd cry&lt;br /&gt;Here's to goodbye tomorrow's gonna come too soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to the 06' class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-115084524975882065?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/115084524975882065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=115084524975882065' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/115084524975882065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/115084524975882065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/06/out-with-old-in-with-07-class.html' title='Out with the Old, In with the 07&apos; Class.'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-115063997330124892</id><published>2006-06-18T10:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T10:14:06.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>December Underground</title><content type='html'>AFI's new cd is off da heazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.monstersandcritics.com/articles/1172684/article_images/decemberunderground.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-115063997330124892?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/115063997330124892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=115063997330124892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/115063997330124892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/115063997330124892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/06/december-underground.html' title='December Underground'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-115058737456168498</id><published>2006-06-17T19:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T19:36:14.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter Roach and Nick Lombardi's Future Swimming Life Taper</title><content type='html'>Because Bobcat and Roach's swimming careers are supposedly over, they have either lost muscle or gained weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole neck and shoulder areas are in constant killer soreness and pain.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are some heavy mutha****ers to carry on my shoulders in a chicken fight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-115058737456168498?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/115058737456168498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=115058737456168498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/115058737456168498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/115058737456168498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/06/peter-roach-and-nick-lombardis-future.html' title='Peter Roach and Nick Lombardi&apos;s Future Swimming Life Taper'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-115023477734341483</id><published>2006-06-13T17:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T17:39:37.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad nice Day</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling very stressed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-115023477734341483?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/115023477734341483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=115023477734341483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/115023477734341483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/115023477734341483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/06/sad-nice-day.html' title='Sad nice Day'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-115003595862976869</id><published>2006-06-11T10:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T16:50:50.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Missing Your Voice at Night Time.</title><content type='html'>This seperation seems like a crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never eat a Nathan's, then buy a gallon of ghetto juice to drink during swim practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.twentyeighthavenue.com/images/7mtmpe/7mtmpe0204h.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I touched out Matt Kaminsky in the 100 fly at Uconn.  I plan on rubbing that in his face for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-115003595862976869?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/115003595862976869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=115003595862976869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/115003595862976869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/115003595862976869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-missing-your-voice-at-night-time.html' title='I&apos;m Missing Your Voice at Night Time.'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-114963786194621022</id><published>2006-06-06T19:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T19:51:01.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"We Are Always Guided by the Thoughts of Others, so What is the Point of Having our Own?"</title><content type='html'>I blame her for everything. Everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-114963786194621022?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/114963786194621022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=114963786194621022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114963786194621022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114963786194621022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/06/we-are-always-guided-by-thoughts-of.html' title='&quot;We Are Always Guided by the Thoughts of Others, so What is the Point of Having our Own?&quot;'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-114946513286677057</id><published>2006-06-04T19:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T23:13:13.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Misinterpretations</title><content type='html'>Today was the third day at the meet at Wesleyan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to swim the 200 free 200 breast, and 200 fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of me swimming the 200 fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.firstaidinaction.net/upload/phototheque/drowning.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from an aerial view from the stands.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meet Kayley said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was a dick move of me to put you in the 200 free, 200 breast, and 200 fly, I know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words of mockery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)  Never swimming 2 fly again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-114946513286677057?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/114946513286677057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=114946513286677057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114946513286677057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114946513286677057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/06/misinterpretations.html' title='Misinterpretations'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-114931026754738976</id><published>2006-06-03T00:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T00:51:07.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Emptiness.</title><content type='html'>I am everything you want&lt;br /&gt;I am everything you need&lt;br /&gt;I am everything inside of you&lt;br /&gt;That you wish you could be&lt;br /&gt;I say all the right things&lt;br /&gt;At exactly the right time&lt;br /&gt;But I mean nothing to you and I don't know why&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-114931026754738976?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/114931026754738976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=114931026754738976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114931026754738976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114931026754738976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/06/emptiness.html' title='Emptiness.'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-114903617145089037</id><published>2006-05-30T20:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T20:42:51.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Corner Street Hoe</title><content type='html'>I felt like a bum and a slug all day.  And I'm wicked tired.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come up to Uconn this weekend if you wanna see me do breast stroke kick in the 200 fly.  I did it was a freshman during the 100 fly.  Its only double this time.  Double the breast stroke kick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Go buy tickets for Teacher Idol.  Watch teachers make fools of themselves.  Its three bucks.  Less than a 5 doller corner street hoe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-114903617145089037?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/114903617145089037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=114903617145089037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114903617145089037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114903617145089037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/05/corner-street-hoe.html' title='Corner Street Hoe'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-114875399449389226</id><published>2006-05-27T14:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T14:20:32.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there such thing as Fate, or do We Live our Own Lives?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/994/593/1600/sucks.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-114875399449389226?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/114875399449389226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=114875399449389226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114875399449389226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114875399449389226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/05/is-there-such-thing-as-fate-or-do-we.html' title='Is there such thing as Fate, or do We Live our Own Lives?'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-114851872387142264</id><published>2006-05-24T20:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T20:59:46.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Man for Himself</title><content type='html'>People are back stabbers, hypocrites, and liars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are continually judgemental of others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-114851872387142264?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/114851872387142264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=114851872387142264' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114851872387142264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114851872387142264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/05/every-man-for-himself_24.html' title='Every Man for Himself'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-114765916890063520</id><published>2006-05-14T22:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T22:12:48.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boxers or Briefs?</title><content type='html'>Prom was awesome.  I think my jaw dropped down to the ground when I saw Liz.  The ground tasted yucky. Liz was gorgeous.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah, prom we danced took pictures (for playboy) and ect.  Went to triple A diner, and it was all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people went to Jen's afterward.  I was so tired after prom.   Somewhere in the midst, I was running around Jen's house inm y boxers jumping over leslie and EAstman.  I felt like an olympian.  Nemo and Harris overjoyed as they sought it as an oppertunity to try to ... "de-brief" me.  or de boxer me.  Whichever.  They're kinda awkward.  It was a bonding time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to sleep at about 6 am.  Woke up at 10.  Awesomeness.  I am so tired right now.  But it was all worth it.  Good times.  Good Times.  Plus me and my hot date looked sizzling hot together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-114765916890063520?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/114765916890063520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=114765916890063520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114765916890063520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114765916890063520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/05/boxers-or-briefs.html' title='Boxers or Briefs?'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-114746436519165692</id><published>2006-05-12T16:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T16:06:05.243-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Freudian Concepts</title><content type='html'>Its Friday, Tomorrow is Prom.  Why arnt I so excited.  sigh*.   :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left school early with pete today.  im officially free after E period from now on.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home.  Took a two hour sleep.  Had the most realistic haunting dream i've ever experienced, and woke up dazzled and confused. Its rainy outside.  I hate the rain, but snow is awesome.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 17 on Monday.  Not so excited about that either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-114746436519165692?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/114746436519165692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=114746436519165692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114746436519165692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114746436519165692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/05/freudian-concepts.html' title='Freudian Concepts'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-114731480894257075</id><published>2006-05-10T22:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T22:50:02.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"How many Home Runs Have You hit This Year?"</title><content type='html'>Gah.  Everyday I have a great idea of what I wanted to mention, but then I forget.  That sucks, because most of it is fun ramblings that I have.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today is the 10th, and maybe Ill just run through my day.  A guys diary.  How manly is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 6:50 today and managed to take a shower and everything and still be ontime to school. I forgot to put on my clothes on though...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ladies didnt mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Cinthia in lunch.  Cheers to that.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the AP Psych today.  Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an interesting conversation with Mrs Mcdermott today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kicked ass in practice today.  By Kicking ass, I meant it kicked the crap outta me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Cinthia for texting me, then suddenly disapearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired and exhausted just from weight lifting and doing Lehy.  I have no pity for myself cause Jens crazy as a mofo.  She goes to school, does track, goes to lehy, lifeguards and does her wsi training, ect.  Shes crazy.  But she always cracks a smile in school, while I'm half asleep drooling on my desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw.  I know nows not the best time to joke about V but...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the other day San said to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have you asked V: how many home runs have you hit this year?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fromtheheartpostcards.com/greetingcards/mcguire.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...You had to have chuckled at that.  If you had any common decency.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally lmao.  I'll ask V later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-114731480894257075?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/114731480894257075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=114731480894257075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114731480894257075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114731480894257075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/05/how-many-home-runs-have-you-hit-this.html' title='&quot;How many Home Runs Have You hit This Year?&quot;'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-114720713780006855</id><published>2006-05-09T16:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T16:46:21.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Casper the Friendly Ghost</title><content type='html'>Don't we all hate it when we all sometimes feel like we're nothing to the people we know or knew.  That somehow at the particular moment we are nothing to them, and to the next, everything to them.  The simplest things make the most complex people happy. A simple hi or welcome to those we havnt talked to in a long time or whom were once our best of friends sometimes bring a smile to the downed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its just our need as people not to feel so lonely all the time. We're afriad to have no one to turn to.  Yes, those horrible feelings of always needing that shoulder the lean on.  That overtime, attachments grow like a vine to others so we don't feel so alone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, very much like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.att.net/~thft/casper_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-114720713780006855?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/114720713780006855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=114720713780006855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114720713780006855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114720713780006855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/05/casper-friendly-ghost.html' title='Casper the Friendly Ghost'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-114697791250005731</id><published>2006-05-07T00:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T00:58:32.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Man for Himself.</title><content type='html'>Funny, how people never cease to amaze me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-114697791250005731?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/114697791250005731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=114697791250005731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114697791250005731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114697791250005731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/05/every-man-for-himself.html' title='Every Man for Himself.'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-114688670684399622</id><published>2006-05-05T23:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T23:38:26.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiroshima and Nagasaki</title><content type='html'>Oh kay.  I'll date the third Nuclear Bomb on Friday, May 5th of 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I bombed the A.P. U.S. History Test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.kingofbombs.com/pictures/nuclear-bomb-explosion.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Yes.  This is what I imagine College Board people are feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.timeinc.net/time/time100/images/main_hitler.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Tomorrow, I have to take another college board crap test.  The SAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://web2.iadfw.net/frazell1/S_de-nazi.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should be the new national symbol of the SAT.  and No, the nazi symbol thing does not stand for peace or whatever in this case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going crazy.  I still have one more AP test to take.  Psychology.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might go insane before I take that though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the demographs of East Hartford.  Theres less black people than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://easthartford.areaconnect.com/statistics.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.history.wisc.edu/hist102/photos/assets/photos/1013.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a shoutout to Eastman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I don't want my daughter going to school being looked at by a nuch of filthy..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wordings wrong, but the ideas are around there.  Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-114688670684399622?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/114688670684399622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=114688670684399622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114688670684399622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114688670684399622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/05/hiroshima-and-nagasaki.html' title='Hiroshima and Nagasaki'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-114670735845025829</id><published>2006-05-03T21:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T21:49:18.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Death Grip on Yesterday</title><content type='html'>Yo.  That new Atreyu cd is off da heazy.  For real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Some reason, Lehy with kaley gets harder every freakin day.  What the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ap test is this friday.  Im doomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat is SATS.  I'm a dead man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double spaced is getting queer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that black dude in House is paralyzed.  &lt;br /&gt;Serves him right for being too impatient for his chicken and beer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Yep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-114670735845025829?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/114670735845025829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=114670735845025829' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114670735845025829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114670735845025829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/05/death-grip-on-yesterday.html' title='A Death Grip on Yesterday'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-114653692717711913</id><published>2006-05-01T22:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T22:49:05.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Superman Line.  Except in a Tux Rental Place.</title><content type='html'>Alright.  I know Lehy always sucks, but today it sucked extra much.  Ask me about it.  I'll describe to you how ball stakingly painful it was.  It'll make you squirm.  Very much like that Sheep eye ball that got disected this morning and black liquid crap came out.  I almost threw up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah afterwards I went to get a tux for prom.  That sucked.  It took an hour and a half to get a White Tux with a "Bubble Gum" colored pink vest.  I hope I look as pretty as Liz does in her dress.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are guys ever allowed to be called pretty....Nah...pretty is for fairy men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless im a fairy man.  I am pretty sensitive too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, prom is May 13th.  Its gonna be awesome.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex, drugs, and alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz doesnt about those three special words, but I intend on surprising her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.  Jp.  ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-114653692717711913?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/114653692717711913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=114653692717711913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114653692717711913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114653692717711913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/05/superman-line-except-in-tux-rental_01.html' title='The Superman Line.  Except in a Tux Rental Place.'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-114636454906975224</id><published>2006-04-29T22:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T22:35:49.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Berder Nation</title><content type='html'>There are always the good ol days when we think back to the good times of the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just happened to be thinking of Tomski, Lebeau, and Marge--whom made BerderNation, which is quite possibly one of the funniest crap around.  Besides mine, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://berdernation.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good stuff.  Go for a good round or two laughs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-114636454906975224?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/114636454906975224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=114636454906975224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114636454906975224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114636454906975224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/04/berder-nation.html' title='Berder Nation'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-114619156087777805</id><published>2006-04-27T22:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T22:32:40.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Chur Pollocks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="audblog"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/52200/161936.mp3" class="audLink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/images/audioblogger.gif" class="audImg"border="0" alt="Click to make fun of Polocks" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long time ago...Back in the good ol' Days my friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-114619156087777805?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/114619156087777805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=114619156087777805' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114619156087777805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114619156087777805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/04/get-chur-pollocks.html' title='Get Chur Pollocks!'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-114610348752777720</id><published>2006-04-26T21:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T22:08:35.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ROFLcopter.</title><content type='html'>haha lmfao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://rofl-attack.freeonlinegames.com/images/2826.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes.  I am slowly going insane.  Inch by inch, second by second. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the ROFLcopter is pretty funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-114610348752777720?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/114610348752777720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=114610348752777720' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114610348752777720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114610348752777720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/04/roflcopter.html' title='ROFLcopter.'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-114601812593270677</id><published>2006-04-25T22:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T22:22:05.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Box of Crayons.</title><content type='html'>Confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unmotivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Careless and careful at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Envious.  Desiring.  Wanting.  Needing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopeless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-114601812593270677?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/114601812593270677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=114601812593270677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114601812593270677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114601812593270677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/04/big-box-of-crayons.html' title='Big Box of Crayons.'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-114593376306721133</id><published>2006-04-24T22:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T23:08:41.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...and Lehy Raises from the Grounds of Hell.</title><content type='html'>I'd first like to mention that the present seniors that once did lehy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bobcat, Roach, prince, ect.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a crappy day.  I got upset and threw a temper tantrum.  Besides throwing a temper tantrum, I threw Heather's pictures in her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://grueskin.net/mc/Birgen-tantrum.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school me and Kyle got to help the girl's softball team with practice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scored on them, and ran all the bases with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First...Second...Third...and even Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.carobinson.com/games/COIN%20CONCEPTS%20-%20HOME%20RUN%20HITTER%201994-.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Lehy.  That sucked.  My neck hurts for some reason.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel tried to teach me some meringue dance.  Then emma tried to help.  It was a disaster.  I just thought I had to mention that.  and I sparred Rachel in the hall.  She doesnt let me hit her in the face, cause "there's no padding there."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I should go for her big ass then.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://literally.barelyfitz.com/wp-content/jackass.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plenty of padding there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-114593376306721133?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/114593376306721133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=114593376306721133' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114593376306721133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114593376306721133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/04/and-lehy-raises-from-grounds-of-hell.html' title='...and Lehy Raises from the Grounds of Hell.'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-114581394814757241</id><published>2006-04-23T13:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T13:39:08.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rabbits Are Roadkill on Route 37.</title><content type='html'>What once did exist&lt;br /&gt;Now is meaningless&lt;br /&gt;And doesn't it seem funny&lt;br /&gt;How soon you did forget&lt;br /&gt;All the words have now lost their weight&lt;br /&gt;But I remember, I remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperation&lt;br /&gt;Devastation&lt;br /&gt;All I truly know &lt;br /&gt;Is isolation&lt;br /&gt;Self damnation&lt;br /&gt;A life that I'd own&lt;br /&gt;Was shed and worthless now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I knew was wrong&lt;br /&gt;One who lived is gone&lt;br /&gt;Guess it was just an echo&lt;br /&gt;When you would sing my song&lt;br /&gt;All the notes you've forgotten now&lt;br /&gt;You left, abandoned&lt;br /&gt;I remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hate myself more, more than anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you join me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you know that this tortures me &lt;br /&gt;Have I created the suffering? &lt;br /&gt;Show life &lt;br /&gt;Or do you happily cut further in? &lt;br /&gt;To sever words left inside &lt;br /&gt;That binds me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-114581394814757241?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/114581394814757241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=114581394814757241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114581394814757241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114581394814757241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/04/rabbits-are-roadkill-on-route-37.html' title='Rabbits Are Roadkill on Route 37.'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-114576387584601466</id><published>2006-04-22T23:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T23:44:35.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I must Say, My Bench was Definetly Warm.</title><content type='html'>Saw Liz and Stef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-114576387584601466?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/114576387584601466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=114576387584601466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114576387584601466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114576387584601466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-must-say-my-bench-was-definetly-warm.html' title='I must Say, My Bench was Definetly Warm.'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-114567088048419481</id><published>2006-04-21T21:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T21:54:40.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Adding to the Fire.</title><content type='html'>I'd like to say that, even in desperation, she buries her lies with more lies.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pitiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-114567088048419481?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/114567088048419481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=114567088048419481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114567088048419481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114567088048419481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/04/adding-to-fire.html' title='Adding to the Fire.'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-114546824175855856</id><published>2006-04-19T13:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T14:03:38.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'>15 Kung Fu Knock Outs On Rachel's Booty and a Jackie Chan Hug from Quach for Good Luck</title><content type='html'>Vacation is okay so far.  I've spent it running around in Rachel's short shorts (that say cheer in buttox, and they're real cute! ...) while getting sprayed by a hose.  It reminded me of when I was little, I'd run around in my tighty whities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shopkiller.com/catalog/images/37-s.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd also Don't like Rachel's friends Kelly and Michelle.  Cause one likes to steal my sunglasses that go with my short shorts, and the other likes to spray me with a hose for no reason, even when we had a pinky pwomise.  Screw them.  Plus one of thems from Manchester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mhsweb.ci.manchester.ct.us/jisite/redindianhead3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ranger.georgia.gov/vgn/images/portal/cit_1212/13/34/25381186trailoftearshistmarker.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay if you don't know what the Trail of Tears is.  Most of my friends are from East Hartford anyways, and you're probably one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've really been wanting to hang out with Liz.  I havn't seen her in FOREVER.  Heck, I bet she looks like an old woman by now I havnt seen her in so long. I havnt seen her in over 30 years.  My god.  She's probably all Wrinkly skinned and has baggy...err nevermind.  Liz Liz Liz Liz Liz Lizzzz.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I want a Lizard as a pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Yeah, Today's also Rachel's birthday.  I think I'm gonna beat her up when she gets home.  Nobody tell her.  Its gonna be a surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.rhinotickets.com/las-vegas/ultimate-fighting-championship.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do Realize that looks wrong.  and No, I dont want to appear like I want to dry hump her, like those two men are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonights mafia.  Seriously we need more players.  We need about 10-14 for a real good sized game.  We have like 8 or 9 i think.  8 or 9 is the size for a pussy orgy.  But screw that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres some stupid stuff I've said today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AZn SeNsAtiOn X (12:49:57 PM): havnt seen you in forever pookie bear.&lt;br /&gt;blade17pr (12:50:48 PM): i kno i miss my great big panda :-*&lt;br /&gt;AZn SeNsAtiOn X (12:52:37 PM): hanging out mostly. running around in Rachel's short shorts getting sprayed with a cold ass hose.&lt;br /&gt;blade17pr (12:53:07 PM): ah fun lol&lt;br /&gt;blade17pr (12:53:14 PM): i ran around in short shorts&lt;br /&gt;AZn SeNsAtiOn X (12:53:47 PM): yeah, we should do it together one day&lt;br /&gt;blade17pr (12:54:25 PM): definately, all around town&lt;br /&gt;AZn SeNsAtiOn X (12:54:33 PM): we already have though.&lt;br /&gt;AZn SeNsAtiOn X (12:54:45 PM): speedos are even worse man&lt;br /&gt;blade17pr (12:55:22 PM): next itll be thongs&lt;br /&gt;blade17pr (12:55:35 PM): banana hammocks, thats where its at man&lt;br /&gt;AZn SeNsAtiOn X (12:55:46 PM): dude.&lt;br /&gt;AZn SeNsAtiOn X (12:55:55 PM): you better be back for halloween.&lt;br /&gt;AZn SeNsAtiOn X (12:56:15 PM): me and you...atleast, i Don't know if I want to see Nemo in a G-string.&lt;br /&gt;blade17pr (12:57:14 PM): buhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;blade17pr (12:57:19 PM): thats all i have to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shutchafaceL0SER (1:02:11 PM): the only thing i tune in for when hes watching it is house and prison break&lt;br /&gt;AZn SeNsAtiOn X (1:02:46 PM): okay okay, I can't hate on Prison break, but I gave up on house this season.&lt;br /&gt;shutchafaceL0SER (1:02:54 PM): lol&lt;br /&gt;AZn SeNsAtiOn X (1:03:03 PM): My and my brother realized that house is the grown up version of the power rangers.&lt;br /&gt;AZn SeNsAtiOn X (1:03:24 PM): you see.&lt;br /&gt;shutchafaceL0SER (1:03:30 PM): haha&lt;br /&gt;AZn SeNsAtiOn X (1:03:54 PM): House has a victim every episode and he solves it. The Power ranger have a monster that grows up, they call the Mega zords and its all good.&lt;br /&gt;shutchafaceL0SER (1:04:07 PM): haha wow&lt;br /&gt;AZn SeNsAtiOn X (1:04:15 PM): House is the leader like the Red Ranger, and House's crew is like the rest of the other power rangers.&lt;br /&gt;AZn SeNsAtiOn X (1:04:27 PM): very similar. just the grown up version.&lt;br /&gt;shutchafaceL0SER (1:04:33 PM): you really went into detail with this, didnt you?&lt;br /&gt;AZn SeNsAtiOn X (1:04:35 PM): so i figured Prison break and 24 all the way nigga!&lt;br /&gt;shutchafaceL0SER (1:04:42 PM): lol&lt;br /&gt;shutchafaceL0SER (1:04:58 PM): i like prison break&lt;br /&gt;AZn SeNsAtiOn X (1:05:08 PM): nah, you just like the main character.&lt;br /&gt;shutchafaceL0SER (1:05:17 PM): haha. that too;-)&lt;br /&gt;AZn SeNsAtiOn X (1:05:17 PM): Me too, so I don't blame ya hun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the finisher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Shoes 08 (1:20:11 PM): yo i fucked ur bitch mofo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handleanger.com/sitebuilder/images/angry_man-162x229.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hail Prince Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios Chicos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-114546824175855856?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/114546824175855856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=114546824175855856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114546824175855856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114546824175855856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/04/15-kung-fu-knock-outs-on-rachels-booty.html' title='15 Kung Fu Knock Outs On Rachel&apos;s Booty and a Jackie Chan Hug from Quach for Good Luck'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-114536992102873532</id><published>2006-04-18T10:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T10:48:39.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave the one you Loved, for the One you Like.</title><content type='html'>Hows it feel like when someone tells you all these promises and desires, only for in the future to have it all thrown away and mean nothing.  Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does someone turn Love into Hate in a matter of days.  If that Love was truly that great, then maybe, just perhaps it'd be a little harder to hate if it truly meant something.  Although, is it because of the hurt the one receives from Love, that turns the hurt...into hate?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy...bitterness...hate....  All the antagonists of Love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Great misconception of our lives is through our perception of what Love is.  As I've always believed, it can't ever be defined...and I believe we cant truly realize when we have approached love.  It can't be described other than by other pathetic attempts to express it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, in this modern world, it's a magical thing that we take as to be the greatest feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.and the worst pain person can receive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in a decent effort to redeem my manhood, I shall discuss the most likely 3 painful things to man: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Starting from Least to Most.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Ah, yes, the least of the most pleasurable things to the human eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.yafro.com/pics3/i/20041205/00/1/0/6/10648b8c7c9b240332a2b368d8e111e80_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  "Ow".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.aol.com/wolfman204/images/satake%20after%20shilt's%20groin%20kick%20in%20pride%2017.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  And last but certainly not least.  As I have mentioned before,  Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.crazyforromance.com/cards/h_broken_heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life does most certainly suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quach, out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-114536992102873532?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/114536992102873532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=114536992102873532' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114536992102873532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114536992102873532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/04/leave-one-you-loved-for-one-you-like.html' title='Leave the one you Loved, for the One you Like.'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-114524585090062047</id><published>2006-04-16T23:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T23:52:50.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Night</title><content type='html'>Its been a while since I've written in this thing, but its all good. I think I'm going to start again because it was awesome when I used to write in it. and because Westwoman (Lauren Eastman) somehow provoked me to think of it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter Day.  Asian people don't celebrate the rebirth of Christ, so booyakasha.  If it were the Reincarnation of Buddha, we would be all up on that snaz.  yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel as if I want to make these entries too personal anymore, cause that sucks, and I appear as a pansy azz biznatch.  Thats all I have to say tonight.  Maybe I'll add in more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Buddha Reincarnation Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.northernsun.com/images/thumb/2240Buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-114524585090062047?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/114524585090062047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=114524585090062047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114524585090062047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/114524585090062047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2006/04/easter-night.html' title='Easter Night'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-112724582717000456</id><published>2005-09-20T15:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T15:50:27.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Count Quach out yet!</title><content type='html'>Yep, it seems just like last year all over again, plus some annoying freshman, its all good.  Just kiddin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havn't updated this thing as much as I'd like to, but really havnt had the most time, since my life is startin to get hectic.  Just liftin early in the am, school, then Lehy....phew...its slowly killing me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schools decent.  Boring.  Crappy.  Only this year and next left and im free into...something else.  Whatever that may be.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So working at McDonalds isnt the greatest but it isnt the worst.  I mean, by McDonalds forcing me to make eggs all morning, it just showed me how nasty it was, therefore provoking me to dislike the food and saving my self from a heart attack in 30 years.  Possibly less.  try to stay positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tired... and theres a crapload of stuff on top of me.  Bleh, both personal and that skeet.  I really don't know what to say anymore.  I'm just that confused little boy lost in a big crowd.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cept this kids really fat, and everyone knows its not that hard to spot the fat kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm in good hands....if that made any sort of sense to you...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it i suppose, i really dont wanna go into anything much anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-112724582717000456?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/112724582717000456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=112724582717000456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112724582717000456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112724582717000456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/09/dont-count-quach-out-yet.html' title='Don&apos;t Count Quach out yet!'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-112632570026812522</id><published>2005-09-10T00:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T00:15:00.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the Good Times Roll</title><content type='html'>Ummm, hows life been...umm, just dandy.  went to the black and gold meet today.  It was pretty straight.  V yelled at the girls.  Cause they werent good enough cheerleaders.  Ironic in a way.  I messed up timing on Nikki H.  Oh well.  I guess it wasn't my purpose to be someone's timing b*tch, but rather someone elses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to nemo real quick, Nemo and his bro found a moonbounce.  It hurts when theres like 20 people on one bouncy thing.  Especially a bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah Roach cut his hand...either hes suicidal and he missed or, a tree dun shanked him.  Bobcat and Eastman was there.  Went to Roach's hung out.  Jen came , with Nikki.  Though I dont know what the problem would be if Jane was there since NIkki was there, but i'm not gonna get into that.  Yeah that was straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents are down up crackhole into getting home early.  Its really degrading and it blows.  Kyle got messed up with a big crack to the nuts.  That was sweet.  it was like watching a hispanic shank himself with his own knife or something.  That stupid, and that funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nemo got kicked in the nuts three times.  You'd think he's know better after the first, but it is Nemo that we're talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly the brightest person around, but certainly the biggest...j/p...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-112632570026812522?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/112632570026812522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=112632570026812522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112632570026812522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112632570026812522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/09/let-good-times-roll.html' title='Let the Good Times Roll'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-112605929182396590</id><published>2005-09-06T22:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T22:14:51.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Want that Knuckle Sandwhich Supersized?</title><content type='html'>Guhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the sounds of Nemo, Eastman, Roach and  I in one bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God.  Lately, I've been feeling so restricted.  Everyone's out chillin havin fun and I'm stick in my room doing work.  God, i just feel so left out sometimes, but whatever.  Then, soon i'll be degraded to working at McDonald's if they decide i'm even worthy of being hired.  But just think to all the people laughing at me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time you go to a Glastonbury McDonald's, and you see me working the burgers and you order a burger with mayo...If i don't like you, it ain't mayo in ur burger....its some of the special sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i do like you, I'll put a lil extra for ya.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man that sucks.  Then when Lehy starts, my life is done.  I can tell this year is going to be stressful.  I feel like a condom on a dick or something.[vice versa, whichever does or doesnt make sense]  So choked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trojan Man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man this blows.  A Du wah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah blah.  V got angry at Roach and Kyle for weight lifting this morning.  I didn't get in trouble...yet.  :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-112605929182396590?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/112605929182396590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=112605929182396590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112605929182396590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112605929182396590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/09/want-that-knuckle-sandwhich-supersized.html' title='Want that Knuckle Sandwhich Supersized?'/><author><name>D.Q. 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But i'm tryin in this class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw the girls swim team again.  They look pathetic...lol just kidding.  Saw the new incoming freshman.  They're so short and puny, but they got a big atitude for compensation.  Bobcat says we jump them.  But they're shorter than the average asians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That ain't right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shreyer's tryin to kick juniors outta ap phych.  Our school is so god d*mn poor.  Like What the flippin jeebus.  They go and spend money on the stupid retarded baby classes for the freshman, and all that stupid skeet.  I hate our school sometimes, but i just love the idea how we're so ghetto.  We gangsta, and i guess thats the pride I'm gonna hafta to be stick with till the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-112562899696368200?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/112562899696368200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=112562899696368200' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112562899696368200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112562899696368200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/09/hey-teacher-leave-them-kids-alone.html' title='Hey Teacher Leave Them Kids Alone'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-112529201604906061</id><published>2005-08-29T00:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T01:07:57.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The End is Soon to Come</title><content type='html'>Goshhhhhhhh, what a summer......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has definetly been one interesting summer, whole month away at Woodstock to make 40 awesome new friends, then off for another month in Vietnam for a time of sadness of a death of a grandmother but also for the reunion of a family seperated for over 7 years apart.   As they say, a time of both ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last few days of summer left.  Oh how it seems that everything passes by so quickly.  Well atleast I've put the last days to good use.  Went to Nemo's campground to spend a few days along with Six Flags to get Shocker wax hands done.  The campground was chill.  It was exactly what i needed, just a nice place to sit down and chill and not worry about crap.  Sit down, play Pimps and Hoes, and get boogie with frisbee.  We[Roach and I] left some messages and/or talked to some people.  we were just joking...half the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then blah blah, that leads to the swim team carwash.  It went pretty well.  V broke up the boys and girls swim team.  I think the girls did better.  I mean honestly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather get your car washed by 20 half guys with 20 weiners or by 50 girls in bathing suits?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by Weiners, I mean Augie and Ray's hot dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterthat, some ultimate.  yeah that was gay.  Then Bobcat's, we watched the Wall.  That Pink Floyd movie.  I'm not really a classic rock person, but the little interest i had in the band before i watched the movie, i pretty much had no more intrest in them afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That movie is one strange mutha lackin weird movie.  Its not even scary.  Its just weird.  Fa real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Summers supposedly over, but ya know theres a few days left.  Maybe those could go to good use.  Well, for the girls swim team, they're done for.  Hah, practice must suck.  I hope its in the a.m. for them.  I'll be sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.-oh yeah, that "myspace" fad right now, i'm just using it to comment to people's i need to.  Don't go orgasmic if i havnt done anything with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-112529201604906061?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/112529201604906061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=112529201604906061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112529201604906061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112529201604906061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-is-soon-to-come.html' title='The End is Soon to Come'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-112520823248676752</id><published>2005-08-28T01:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T01:50:32.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When Everything Falls On Top of You all at Once</title><content type='html'>sigh*, schools in a few days.  Some/Big things are bothering me.  Some stuff that makes me furiously angry.  And other stuff that i just dont know anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-112520823248676752?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/112520823248676752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=112520823248676752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112520823248676752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112520823248676752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/08/when-everything-falls-on-top-of-you.html' title='When Everything Falls On Top of You all at Once'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-112481827890808260</id><published>2005-08-23T13:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T13:31:18.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Like Quickies</title><content type='html'>Hope this is short.  Been hangin out with peeps lately.  Thats that good stuff.  Umm Went with Adam and Joe, and chilled with Hope.  She was kinda Grinchy.  chilled with kyle and roach, dunno bout eastman, maybe he was too busy gettin booty from leslie.  Not sure.  Too bad i have bad memory, not thatd i'd want to remember that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the movies with Roach, eastman, and Shawna at night, thats right.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take all that and organize it into the past few days.  Oh, Adam, my sexy lover is gone.  Canada-Michigan area again.  He wants to go to a Catholic school.  A Man of god. Pftt, what a pussy.  Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think im goin to Nemo's campground.  It should be awesome.  Finally.  Gonne be gone for a few days.  Then Friday, IM gonna try WICKED hard to make it to Hooters for the LIT reunion.  I dunno if i can make it for sure, but i'd be wicked orgasmiclicious if i could.  Ditto on the "I miss everyone at Woodstock".  Itd be great to see everyone again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday is girls swim practice or something.  THen our boys and girls carwash.  I havnt sold a single ticket.  Oh Well.  I can just say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i aint no slave Sally Hemming, F*ck me im your slave Jefferson !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat it Eastman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-112481827890808260?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/112481827890808260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=112481827890808260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112481827890808260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112481827890808260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-like-quickies.html' title='I Like Quickies'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-112452291907536600</id><published>2005-08-20T03:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T03:45:19.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Men and Thongs Were Simply Meant Not To Be</title><content type='html'>West Side, East Side playazzzzzzz!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What'd I do today?  I dunno out of the millions of things to do in the country i love, America, the choose the hang out with the gayest people in East Hartford--Connecticut--America--Earth-  Phuck the Police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just playin, no &lt;em&gt;hard&lt;/em&gt; feelings...seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So adam had an orgasmic craving for riding his lil bicycle across town to my place.  Of course he risks the possible dangers of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  witnessing a drive by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  picking up an STD's from a prostitute on Burnside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Run overed by a black person hating on half asians/half whites [aka adam]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.chronicallybiased.com/media/15/20040715-blackpower.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  offered drugs from a drug dealer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.epinions.com/images/ext/well/482/wellMedicineOTCAllPepto_Bismol_Original_Formula_Liquid.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  offered head from a man for Ramen Noodles money [aka breakfast, lunch, and dinner]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I aint hatin on Ramon Noodles.  Those are the shiznats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  kidnapped in Mayberry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  or a combination of all six.  Choose your pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so Kyle headed on over too.  Roach got there or sumptin like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres the point,  so we're bored cause we live in the kinda ghetto-est town.  So i got back from Nam, and I had these alcohol in a bottle with a snake inside.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, the bastards who shipped our crap must dry humped the luggages a bunch cause two of em broke and now all our snaz smells like intense soy sauce for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So asian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i think to myself, we have a luggage that smells like asian people, a bunch of snakes, firecrackers, and also big balls too.  Just wanted everyone to know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so holding those gutted snakes were pretty nasty.  Ew.  That had girl cooties or something.  So we stuck a firecracker into the neck of the cobra thing.  We had a camera, and we recored the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what the result was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the head of the cobra wasnt attached to its body anymore.  Funny Stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so snake guts, alcohol smellin hands, we work hard, we play hard.  We headed to hometown afterwards.  Good Stuff.  Its nice to eat something besides rice for a month.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on we headed to the Buckland mall.  We met Jen there and some peoples she knows. It was great seeing her after a while. We did ...lets say interesting stuff.  But I really dont wanna go into that.  Just know that in this society, girls should wear their given clothes, and boys to theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thailand's cross-dressing is not my style.  Plus, it hurts like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roach begs to differ...Just pushin yo buttons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah enough of that, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that make you go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so we chilled out the rest of the night.  Thats it man.  We're sposed to do some crud with Nemo sometime next week.  We're gonna visit his whole family of cousins and sisters and brothers at his campground.  Nemo's dated every single one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.londonstimes.us/toons/cartoons/beatrice_redneck.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just playin Nemo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img394.imageshack.us/img394/1867/1dsc002491149tt.jpg" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img394.imageshack.us/img394/1867/1dsc002491149tt.jpg" height="215" width="285" alt="Picture on the airplane i think.."&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm Hrm Good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-112452291907536600?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/112452291907536600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=112452291907536600' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112452291907536600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112452291907536600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/08/men-and-thongs-were-simply-meant-not.html' title='Men and Thongs Were Simply Meant Not To Be'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-112442978241042186</id><published>2005-08-19T01:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T01:36:22.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It Shoulda Been Island in the Sun</title><content type='html'>Got Home Today.  It feels great.  Chilled With Eastman, Roach, and Kyle.  Schools in 12 days.  Sucks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Island in the Sun, rather than Blackbird.  Gotta meet up with some peeps from Woodstock soon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heather wants to meet up at hooters sometime.  Doug E Fresh, lets git r done. Waitin for Chris or sumptin.  Stupid Dominicans.  Just Playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta hit Hometown with the guys.  Where's Adam been?  We're all gun chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls Swim team season is gonna start soon.  I gotta be manager somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Jumble of my thoughts all spread out into my simple sentences cause my head hurts wicked man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-112442978241042186?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/112442978241042186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=112442978241042186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112442978241042186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112442978241042186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/08/it-shoulda-been-island-in-sun.html' title='It Shoulda Been Island in the Sun'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-112420011355490588</id><published>2005-08-16T09:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T09:56:40.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home of the Transvestites and Homosexuals</title><content type='html'>-Quach, reporting  from an internet cafe in Thailand. [Aka...That was pretty gay]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Thailand is a pretty decent place.  Its nicer than Vietnam, yet its like Nam in some ways.  So in Thailand, its like a mix of New York City, Chinatown in New York, and a Ho Chi Minh City in Vietnam--all mixed into one Samuel Adams Brewery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thailand's curreny is still poor compared to the U.S. of A, but it makes Vietnam still look like .... let me put this into a nicer phrase...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"a piece of Grade E [sh*t]"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Air in Thailand is pretty much like Nam, but it isnt all the dirty all around.  They actually put fines for litering and all that good snazz.  The way I see it, is that if you dont follow the rules, they send their famously known Thailand Mutai Fighters to go kick the living Poo Tang Outta You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being Here in Thailand has been quite interesting so far.  On the tour we haved signed up on, let me explain to you what has happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day One:  Arrive in Plane in Thailand, walk around...sucked...boring...Weiner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Two:  We Traveled to a place in Thailand named Pattaya, i totally forgot what we did that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Three:  [insert big happy face here]  So bla bla bla we did stuff all day, but then later that night, perhaps one of the outta the blue days for me, the tour guide had siged up to go to a ...lets say, "special place".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Let me describe this place.  Here in this place, there are many girls...and there is this stage in the middle of the room.  There are flashing lights everywhere in this dark room.  The girls in this place dance on the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds boring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the girls dancing on the floor--subtract all their clothes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two hours of this, guess what?   Another strip bar!!! For another friggin two hours.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf man...these tour guides are crazy[and horny]...but I dont think its up to me to argue with them... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so four hours of that hooligans, then where else to go than a two hour massage place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This massage place, we were told that the people there were professionaly trained to do their hands on job.[wink wink]  Now, if you're ticklish person and dont like to be touched in the "special area"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[no, not the private part-- get your mind outta the gutter], &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont reccomend going to get a message, it very much ruins the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the message was okay, it felt like the lady was hurting me most of the time, and that the massage lady, mistook my yelps of enduring pain as expressing orgasmic pleasure to her hands on me...[One Scar for life]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not at legal age yet woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the fourth day gets very interesting...skip all the day crap..later that night, we attended a show.  Let me frank and to the point:  It was a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GAY HOMOSEXUAL QUEER &lt;/strong&gt; Show [Insert Second Scar for life]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, please dont take me as like a super homophobic person, cause I'm really not that gay hating...but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not everyday that you find about 50 dedicated MEN to get: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) breast implants, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) &lt;strong&gt;GET THEIR DICKS AND BALLS BEHEADED OFF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Dress like friggin woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the strangest and yet disturbing to the mind...yes, they did look like women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to avoid beeing fooled, the only waY TO tell that it was really a man was seeing at close eye, their friggin adam's apple ad hearing "it" talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in that place felt really awkward, and when your little sister asks &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if she can be as pretty as those girls on the stage"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...its just really bothering to the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For God's Sake man, keep your goodies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...or as asian people say..."Wah!"  THailand is really a special and odd place.  Most interesting than Vietnam, all i really want to do is go back to the states and just chill out with peeps.  I'm sick of some family mates, and sick of asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next asian person that says "asian prYde", im gonna punch them in the face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heck, the next hispanic person to say "Rican Pride", im gonna send them to the Thailand Transvestites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In COnclusion, i am 30 pages away frmo FInished the honest great book of John Adams, two days from being back home , and again chillin with holmies, and away from asian people...in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if this was a long blog, but it jus had to be this long to talk about Thailand Strip Clubs and Transvestites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock on Fellers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. --Any Niggahs that spread any more spam on my blog are gonna get what the Ricans get too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thas right...Rican Pride Man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-112420011355490588?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/112420011355490588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=112420011355490588' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112420011355490588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112420011355490588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/08/home-of-transvestites-and-homosexuals.html' title='Home of the Transvestites and Homosexuals'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-112358586511312081</id><published>2005-08-09T07:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T07:11:05.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When You're Feelin Down, Just Imagine: "If Smokey the Bear Burned Down the forest."</title><content type='html'>Advice:  When in a foreign country, seek professional American doctors in the area rather than crappy @$$ local V.C. doctors that give you stomache digestion pills when you have a sinus problem and a crapload of excessive unneccessary pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advice:  Always Use Protection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-112358586511312081?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/112358586511312081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=112358586511312081' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112358586511312081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112358586511312081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/08/when-youre-feelin-down-just-imagine-if.html' title='When You&apos;re Feelin Down, Just Imagine: &quot;If Smokey the Bear Burned Down the forest.&quot;'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-112348443039425655</id><published>2005-08-08T02:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T03:00:30.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Homesick?  Try Foreign Country Sick</title><content type='html'>So I'm on this crappy one day tour in Vietnam.  We spend five friggin hours in a bus listening to a guy on a microphone sing Vietnamese children songs and clapping for that whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now add on the fact that you feel so sick, you might just faint or something.  Add on that you have some sort of ear infection in your right ear, and the speaker from the mic is directly perpindicular to your right ear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine that the tour sucks and that you spend 5 hours in a bus going there, spend 1 hour a a nasty rat hole beach with black nasty water.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine that later you go to another boring beach and you see people grilling little lizard iguana looking things.  This is pretty cool though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then spend another 5 hours feelin like poo on the way home.  Guh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think &lt;strong&gt;America missed Vietnam and hit Japan by accident&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still going to Thailand no matter what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-112348443039425655?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/112348443039425655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=112348443039425655' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112348443039425655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112348443039425655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/08/homesick-try-foreign-country-sick.html' title='Homesick?  Try Foreign Country Sick'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-112317057443345243</id><published>2005-08-04T11:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T11:53:09.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Strip Down Buck Naked</title><content type='html'>In the days of being here, so far i've been visiting a bunch of crappy theme parks in Vietnam.  The rollercoasters are dispicable, its a joke, and its one of the biggest pieces of crap i've ever seen.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, you gotta meet the 36 inches tall height here to ride the big rides.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Vietnam malnourishment.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now seems like a good time to trash talk about Vietnam, rather here are some more observements i have seen in Vietnam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Because there is NO milk in VIetnam, people are malnourished and short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  People drive all scooter looking motorcycle things everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  They have street signs and lights, even a number to signafy the amount of seconds until a light becomes green or red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  See Third Observement?  Nobody follows all those silly red lights or green.  Its every man for himself in these streets of driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  A McDonalds job wage in America is a high class job in Vietnam.  Supersized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  A lot of people are..."b*tchy" as we may say in America ...Thats ok, everyone here takes after girls in America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  When a murder occurs in Vietnam, theres no such thing as someone being "capped"...they're too poor to afford guns.  or bullets.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  THe market people are vicious to sell things.  I almost "soiled" my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all i remember for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, things here are goin swell.  I've gotten to known mysterious family members that i havnt seen since i was a wee lad, some i've never seen before.  Thats cute.  Some of my aunts pretend im not there, pretty hard to imagine, since im so big but, with eyes so slanted, I dont blame them...Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family in Nam is planning to take a trip to Thailand.  I'm actually excited for that cause its a whole new country to go to, i get to go parasailing[ friggin awesome], some wanna be Thailand X Games are there, and there arnt any fried dogs to eat.  But cats?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I'll eat pussy any day.  Just playing...kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I get back from THailand the 17th, then I got home the 18th!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Plan of action when I get back home, yeah, work on the big friggin Tetreal essay thing.  I'm halfway through the book, and as nerdy as this sounds, I kinda like reading the book.  John Adams is the man.  The wicked hot man with the wig and 6 pack belly, that man is one h0t negro.  Word to the mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to update as much as I can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quach, Out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-112317057443345243?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/112317057443345243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=112317057443345243' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112317057443345243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112317057443345243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/08/strip-down-buck-naked.html' title='Strip Down Buck Naked'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-112291092781232957</id><published>2005-08-01T11:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T11:42:07.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little More You Would Like to Know about Vietnam</title><content type='html'>Well, things are going pretty okely dokely here in V.C. territory.  Here's a bunch of things I'd thought I'd Share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  For Three Days I had. to go Vegetarian for my gram-ma's funeral thing.  In respect for her...and Bijal.  Go Peta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I saw a man pig style roast a headless dog in the streets.  It freaked me out like a little girl in tight underwear with a wicked wedgie.  It was straight, I was hungry afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I saw a guy taking a whizz, thats right a piss, on a funeral car, onto a wall, on the side of a street, and into the river.  Yes, Vietnam does have the enjoyment of public urination as they go.  Hooah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  We Went to Visit the "tunnels" of Vietnam.  This was where them Vietnamese Soldiers dun hid undersground.  Because of my enourmous mass.. aka, my fat, It was very difficult to fit through those digouts underground.  It was straight like R Kelly for little boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I got to fire an ak-47.  It was so thuper.  I got pictures and I took a mini clip of my bro firing it.  I hope when I come back to the states they dont think im some sort of terrorist from Asia.  Or i hope they dont name call me CHarlie.  Cause i will go home and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I picked up some thuper gifts.  They're iced out like a freezer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in Vietnam, I FINALLY got to know my cousin after not seeing them for atleast 7 years.  My second cousin nick-named "Duck Chi"[by me] claims that i am his female dog, or as he likes to call it, "a b*tch".  May i also note that he comes from the O.C. , thats right Orange County where it makes all the little girly fans have orgasms.  Fa Real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My littlest cousin, as my cousin likes to abuse..."Bitches" a lot.  The slitest bump makes the negro cry.  and btw, on the subject of negroes, in Vietnam, they dont like Tan people apparently.  So they call me a niggah cause im dark skinned.  I told them in America they like tan people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They replied:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"F*ck America."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess they were still a little bitter after the war.  Just Kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get back to the states I'll finally update my webshots, i got awesome pictures of whiteman traps.  There're so awesome man.  As I would say, its bonerlicious.  Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess thats about All i wanna say for now.  I can really use aim too much because its hard to find a place with dsl or aim to use, and most of these internet cafe suck as much balls as ....i dunno...a ball sucker...[aka , Roach]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and btw, wtf happened to your car?!  What the fuzz balss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and someone wanna inform me on the swim team carwash thing?  I'm kinda clueless about that.  Fo Shizzle dizzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep on the hoedown in the states, I'll catch yall peeps on the double r to the z ghettos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-112291092781232957?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/112291092781232957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=112291092781232957' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112291092781232957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112291092781232957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/08/little-more-you-would-like-to-know.html' title='A Little More You Would Like to Know about Vietnam'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-112234871047925477</id><published>2005-07-25T23:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T23:31:50.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in Freakin Nam... Grab Your Ak's Man</title><content type='html'>Alright So today is my second day in Vietnam.  Let me briefly describe Vietnam, Its like Hartford cept a billion times smellier ...and dirtier than the smelliest and dirtiest crackwhore in Hartford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Great thing about Vietnam is that in Nam, People like me who are from the ghetto Eastbeat of Connecicut are literally like millionaires man.  Its the good life.  Let me give you dirtycrackwhore butt an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is for Peter Roach... Alright.  So in America, lets suppose the average 4 legged slut whore prositute cost 5 whole dollers.  "Five Dollers"  Five Yen watever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, If one were to exchange an amẹrican five in Vietnamese curreny "Duong", this one horny bastard would be able to purchase "several" one nighters....if you catch my drift...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let me give you some background of whahas happened.  So I left for Camp Woodstock for a month... I don't think i could go into detail of what happened there, but it was great time and it was so sad to leave.  I did truly make many new friends there, it was so gangsta, and I hope I'll get to see some of em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So during the last week of the Leader in Training at the Camp, I got a phone call from my momma dukes and she dun told me that my gram was soon to pass away.  I fetl really sad, but I kinda just sucked it up, and decided to go to Nam with My sister and bro.  So the last night in Woodstock, I left at 10 that night and the next morning I would leave for at about 4 am.  I was really sad that night cause I had to leave so many people behind...ibut i family is important, since my mom wanted very desperaly to see my grandma one last time before she would pass away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with my hands in my pants grasping strong onto my balls, i went to Nam.  I dont want to go into detail of everything that happens because im in a Vietnamese coputer cafe, the computer licks nuts...and im on dial up crap.  And the keyboard sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[B*tching Done]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just been a really sad place to be lately.  I so desperat;y want to go home because in the months of summer i have been home for a day break and a few hours at home to prepare to depart for Nam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the friends at home so much no matter how girly/pansy/pussy/Manly i sound right now, and i really miss woodstock too.  Just being away from this crappy outside life, just so sad...I hate it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self, when i update later, dedicate it to the one month away and the one day break.  So do it.  Do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll Catch ya later on the other side of the Rising Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry is lame, but so are you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-112234871047925477?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/112234871047925477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=112234871047925477' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112234871047925477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112234871047925477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-in-freakin-nam-grab-your-aks-man.html' title='I&apos;m in Freakin Nam... Grab Your Ak&apos;s Man'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-112210744912020849</id><published>2005-07-23T04:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T04:30:49.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cockle doodle doo wake up in the asia world</title><content type='html'>This might be hard to believe but im doing this update in Japan right now.  Its awesome.   Its awesome[again].  But here are some notes I want to leave before I forget about I want to leave before I forget about them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.)  They drive on the left side, and the driver seat is on the right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.)  While I was in a store, they had an earthquake, it was so cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.)  San reccomended that we buy a Jap porn magazine and send it to HarryWeenytiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.)  AMERICAN money is worth crap compared Kamikaze,i mean Jap $$$$ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) Long Story of what happened, Ill update truly in `Nam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Japanese People seem to be upssesed with beauty products since it seems to be all that they sell.  But their beauty products aint working, fo sho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-112210744912020849?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/112210744912020849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=112210744912020849' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112210744912020849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/112210744912020849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/07/cockle-doodle-doo-wake-up-in-asia.html' title='Cockle doodle doo wake up in the asia world'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111973840919266929</id><published>2005-06-25T18:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T18:26:49.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Word For that Hot Bootylicious Caliente Italian Chica</title><content type='html'>Yeah, this is definetly my last post, even though I said the last one was.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have good reasons though.  So I leave tomorrow for a while and get back July 23rd[write that in your calendars], and my girl from da hood, be leavin to visit her Mafia friends when I get back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sniff sniff**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So heres her shout out cause, thats how the gangstas do it, and its just the amount of love we gots for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fo sho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Stef, when you leave for Italy, make sure you bring me home one of those mob guns or whatever they use to gun down people.  Cause they real gangstas.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;East Beat Gangstas just foos with they cigarettes and them boy-scout pocket knives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fa Real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight, Holla at cha girl.  Have Fun, be safe.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be cool, wrap yo tool... as Lebeau leaves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't miss me too much, there's enough of me to go around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111973840919266929?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111973840919266929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111973840919266929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111973840919266929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111973840919266929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/06/word-for-that-hot-bootylicious.html' title='A Word For that Hot Bootylicious Caliente Italian Chica'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111962935972136126</id><published>2005-06-24T11:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T12:48:40.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sign Out Desk To Heaven</title><content type='html'>Well, it's been quite the week for a start for the summer.  I can't say I'm the most satisfied person in the world, but I'll go into that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did I leave off?  Hrmm...I believe that last major thing that happened was on the last day of school where Roach had his party.  It was pretty A-okay, it was hot in my book[of sex secrets].  Since its been a few days, my memory is kinda blurry of what happened, but here are a few notes in my head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Being Pushed into the Pool with my clothes on by Eastman&lt;br /&gt;2.  Starting a Chain of Dominoes for pushing people with clothes into the people&lt;br /&gt;3.  Chicken Fights, Where Roach and I are the real Cocks of the Pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nobius.org/~dbg/trip-photos/bali/chicken-fight.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Attempting to build an underwater Pyramid&lt;br /&gt;5.  Learning to play "Egyptian Rat-screw" a new card game that i truly hate...just ask people like Marissa, Leslie, Roach, or Carolyn why...Cheaters.&lt;br /&gt;6.  Blowin stuff up.&lt;br /&gt;7.  Narrating the Little Black Book of Sex Secrets...&lt;br /&gt;8.  Roach and I having an amazing come back in Setback.  It was take off you panties crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats a good summary. Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well throughout this week it's been boring and chilled.  Been forced by big momma dukes to go swimming.  I've been feeling so tired lately since school ended.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been staying up really late, especially one night where I "challenged" someone that I would stay up later than them.  Its too bad that when I challenged them i was half asleep and they were amped up on caffeine, but thats alright.  I gave up at 4 a.m.  I was knocked da f*ck out.  Like a white man against a black dude.  She won, this one, but the war definetly ain't over...Just a couple red Bulls and We'll see whos laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.michigan.gov/images/MDA_dog_39375_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that cute?  Now thats a real Bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great talking to them though.  I really liked that.  Something to keep my sanity in-line, though I'm lacking sleep.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then like so far everyday I've had a doctors apointment.  You name it I got it.  Gynecologist, oral doctor, Blood Test for STD's, physicians to tell me im fat and that i should check my balls for testicular cancer, all that good hootenany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Im summary I'm lackin sleep, then waking up early to for doctors to B.S. my health.  They could just break it to me that eventually I'm going to die.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May it be from Crabs or Herpees.  It's gonna happen.  So Stay Positive and keep that Chin up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bucconeer.worldcon.org/BR4/buckcrb1.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, I'm leaving away for a month for the Leader in Training Program.  So I won't be seeing/talking to anyone for a while...[Thank God]  Just kidding.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But right now I feel like theres so much crap and that drama area in life, that I just want to escape it.  I know I'm fortunate enough not to taste the tainted problems directly, but just seeing it, and knowing its there, I just want to get away from it.  So I'm kinda happy I'm leaving this place for now.  With all the sadness and confusion, and all these relationship problems, I don't know what to do anymmore.  Even my own personal problems are slowly draining my mentality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summer is to take a break from all these intense hassles.  Leave it for the school year.  Nobody wants an STD infested 5 doller street whore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there is Nemo, but he doesnt count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, 2-weeks in my month away, i get to come back home for a day.  That day we are chillin out man.  Yeah, I'll miss my European orgy holmies fo sure.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tear*, make love to me one last time guys...gals...  Just kidding[about the gals]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm away I hope the equality of Peace stays constant, cause we all know we need an asian referee like me to keep life peaceful.  But, Keep it real, and don't do anything crazy without me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're going to blow anything up, wait for me hot dangit!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose this means, goodbye.  The longest period i'm going to go without writing in this sad pussy of a girl diary.  Oh well, time to man up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara, I'll miss &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111962935972136126?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111962935972136126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111962935972136126' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111962935972136126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111962935972136126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/06/sign-out-desk-to-heaven.html' title='Sign Out Desk To Heaven'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111948319919392867</id><published>2005-06-22T19:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T19:33:19.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Litte More About me that you Already Knew.</title><content type='html'>So Steve asked me to do this, and its on his blog.  So i decided i may as well throw it on mine to since I spent some time doing this waste of time.  Here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's on your bedside table? - &lt;br /&gt;mp3 player, clock, cds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the geekiest part of your music collection? -   &lt;br /&gt;Gavin DeGraw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you eat when you raid the fridge late at night? &lt;br /&gt;I'm loser, i got for orange juice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your secret guaranteed weeping movie? -&lt;br /&gt;Remind me how this is a secret again if i say what movie?  But I don't cry from movies.  I cry from getting kicked in the nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could have plastic surgery, what would you have done? &lt;br /&gt;i'd increase the mass of my boobs for the guys...err ladies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a completely irrational fear? - &lt;br /&gt;gay people...why do you think I fear Christian...jk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the little physical habit that gives away your insecure moment? - Boners?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever have to beg? - All the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a pyromaniac? - lmao I'll let you answer this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have too many love interests? - I dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anyone famous? - nope, all the people in EH are downright bums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe your bed: where the magic happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneous or plan? - spontaneous. it makes life fun&lt;--Amen steven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who should play you in a movie about your life? - &lt;br /&gt;Jet Li, jackie Chan, any one of em.  As long as they're asian and kick @$$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how to play poker? - Yeah, im on the swim team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you carry with you at all times? My Hello Kitty Dildo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you drive? - I can drive my hips...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you miss most about being little? - &lt;br /&gt;drama free, careless, innocence, no responsibilities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy with your given name? - yeah, my name Dan is actually asian-y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much money would it take to get you to give up the Internet for one year? &lt;br /&gt;-more than what Bill Gates has got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color is your bedroom? - the white man's color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last song you were listening to? - &lt;br /&gt;Right now...Linking Park-Points of Authority&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in a play? - Do i look gay to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are your best friends? - the people that are the most important to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in love? - fortunatly and unfortunatly...yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you talk a lot? - only when I'm not tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like yourself and believe in yourself? - I like myself the way I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you're cute? - Thats what Eastman and ROach tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do poor, homeless, or starving people sometimes annoy you? - No [i dont know what to really say]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you consider yourself to be a nice person? - &lt;br /&gt;Nope, I'm a mean heartless person.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you spend more time with your girlfriend, boyfriend, or your friends? - boyfriend...just playing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously..friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you could be any animal, which would you be and why?  &lt;br /&gt;A Female Human --I'd be a lesbian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Stupidest thing you've ever done: think about blowing up alcoholic or highly flamable stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Where do you see yourself in ten years? &lt;br /&gt;A prostegious career working as a corner whore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever been so totally bored that you almost feel as if you're drunk? Every Summer day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The hottest person ever: A Combination of Eastman and Roach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The stupidest person ever: lmao, im not gonna say it.  Its really mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What's your worst fear? Loss of someone I really care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What would you do if you got locked in a grocery store on a holiday, with no way to call for help or anything like that? &lt;br /&gt;Gain Weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The best song ever written is: this question is too hard to answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What's the weirdest thing you remember about the last dream you had?  &lt;br /&gt;I don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your opinion of Michael Jackson would be: &lt;br /&gt;One of his songs contain the lyrics..."just beat it"..... little kids watch these videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Anything special planned for the summer? &lt;br /&gt;chill out with yo will out, hang out with my wang out, rock out with my cock out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you believe in ghosts? I'm asian, we believe in reincarnation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Best video game you've played: America's Army&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111948319919392867?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111948319919392867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111948319919392867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111948319919392867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111948319919392867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/06/litte-more-about-me-that-you-already.html' title='A Litte More About me that you Already Knew.'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111916526503963365</id><published>2005-06-19T02:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T03:33:40.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You Could Atleast Act Surprised When People Throw you a Surprise Party!</title><content type='html'>So I havn't updated in a wee bit cause I didn't wanna slip/include anything that could lead to ruining the Beastman...aka...Eastman's birthday surprise birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better Safe than sorry... right Eastman?  &lt;em&gt;Use Condoms&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this was exam week and very stressful.  Coach Edd was talking about how swimming is such a great stress reliever for exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats Bird Poo.  I came home from exams, mentally stressed, then went to practice to be physically stressed.  A Double whammy as they call it.  Cept this time, me and Roach didn't do anything naughty together...yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.earthisland.com/rockstew/graphics/naughty_boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew, Yes ma'am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then studying for the next day of exams till later also sucks.  But one of the days I started to talking to someone.  It made me as happy as a little kid Named Eastman opening up a birthday present from Roach and Quach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I went to practice all 5 days this week.  I'm rubbing it into the coaches' face...especially that @$$hole Rob, Bobcat, and Roach...and possibly anyother mofo out there to put me down.  Btw, Caines the man is back to coach.  Praise the Lord, and Praise that man.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.vuw.ac.nz/religion/sitegfx/inline_gfx/muslim_praying.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can barely remember what happened very much throughout this week, but it included a lot of blowing up sh*t.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.physics.rutgers.edu/~koeth/pix/a-bomb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great, and nobody lost an arm, leg, or penis ....yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Friday, Roach and I thought of something to get for Eastman for his surprise party hosted by Leslie and Marissa.  First we were thinking of getting him something dirty from Spencers, cause we're guys, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and we can only think of sexual inuendo stuff.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being cheap jews, we decided that there wasnt anything worth buying at that Store.  Its either that, or we were missing 25 cents which pissed us off.  I mean, you could find a quarter on the ground anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There must be lots of Jews living in Manchester...specifically in the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a Map of the Mall Populated Jews:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.masada2000.org/jerusalem48-67c.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[No hard feelings Marissa or Harry Weenytiny.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I decided, &lt;br /&gt;"Hey...lets get him something really dirty, and get him something like the Kama Sutra!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after me going to swim practice, and Roach going his own way to get his pimped out Car Stereo...we soon went back to the mall with Adam and Kyle.  We wandered around sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up getting Eastman a little black book of sex something. Some famous phrases Adam and I found in it were...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Penises and Snowflakes"&lt;br /&gt;"Hanging the Carrot"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, Roach and I got to Leslie's for Beastman's party bout 3:30.  Other peeps were there.  We surprised Eastman, and he pissed his pants.  He gave me a hug and tried to make out with me.  I was disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for Matt Eastman's Surprise Party I'm going to attempt to sum it up in steps:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Roach and I kicking big booty in Setback&lt;br /&gt;2.  Eastman receiving a dirty card from us.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Burning past memories into the fire pit.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Burning a Boston Redsox Hat into the fire.[Hallelujah]&lt;br /&gt;5.  Blowing up a compressed Piccolo Pete that made Eastman Pee pee his pants again.&lt;br /&gt;6.  Sam abusing the fire privaleges and excessively adding lighter fluid into the fire.&lt;br /&gt;7.  Doing crazy stuff.  Just crazy Stuff.  I can't describe it.  Cause i have to preserve some sort of heterosexual reputation that i have left.  Cause it was truly that gay.&lt;br /&gt;8.  Sam abusing the fire again.&lt;br /&gt;9.  "9" which is one of the numbers in "69"-Eastman take note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed a lot of details, but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, kinda a spur of the moment , we went to see "Batman Begins" at 11.  That long movie ended at 1:30.  It was a bangin movie.  I'll sum it up for all you offies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninjas make people go insane from gas...Batman stops it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***Don't read above if you don't want the movie to be ruined for you***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.famousfoto.com/B557.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old Batman would be proud of the new Batman.  He'd get really excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So theres that.  If you bothered to read this, you should be bored, and probly should have stopped after the first sentence.  Otherwise, you probly have monkeys up your butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got new furniture.  It smells funky.  Like a Funky Monkey.  Thats also Brass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111916526503963365?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111916526503963365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111916526503963365' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111916526503963365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111916526503963365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/06/you-could-atleast-act-surprised-when.html' title='You Could Atleast Act Surprised When People Throw you a Surprise Party!'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111879602807096219</id><published>2005-06-14T20:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T20:46:45.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Didn't you Watch What the Hens in Animal Farms did with their eggs?  And there ya are blowing up them eggs.</title><content type='html'>Its Monday.  Its wicked hot.  The town that i've grown to hate finally half dayed our schools like little pussies.  Especially the IB.  Cause they dont need half days when they friggin live in Antartica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was stuck at home to watch over the little Kid sister.  Roach and Kyle stopped by or something.  I was at taco bell.  Oh, by the way, i finished a Bell Supreme by myself.  Challenge that.  Hoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on Roach and Nemo randomly stopped by my house.  Playing Uno with my 6 year old sister who was beating me horribly, It was friggin random.  Well, we chilled then went onto the fireworks.  Nemo was hungry so we thought, what better food choice than ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCRAMBLED EGGS??!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what better way to make these eggs than in the naturally given Sun's heat.  I mean we could save 10 cents of electricity and instead use the suns heat to make our food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How hot is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the help of a couple of firecrackers and an egg, anything is possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img74.echo.cx/img74/7596/omelets4gk.jpg" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img74.echo.cx/img74/7596/omelets4gk.jpg" height="215" width="285" alt="Who's Your Ho?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img74.echo.cx/img74/8343/egg8aj.jpg" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img74.echo.cx/img74/8343/egg8aj.jpg" height="215" width="285" alt="Who's Your Ho?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img74.echo.cx/img74/1302/egg28yx.jpg" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img74.echo.cx/img74/1302/egg28yx.jpg" height="215" width="285" alt="Who's Your Ho?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon appetite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study for exams you low life drop out bottom dwelling scums.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer doesnt start until the fat lady sings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, nevermind... Nemo....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111879602807096219?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111879602807096219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111879602807096219' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111879602807096219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111879602807096219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/06/didnt-you-watch-what-hens-in-animal.html' title='Didn&apos;t you Watch What the Hens in Animal Farms did with their eggs?  And there ya are blowing up them eggs.'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111850981168989557</id><published>2005-06-11T13:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T13:21:30.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Forhead Sweatin, Ball Hangin, Boob Saggin,  B.O./Musty Smellin Week</title><content type='html'>So in our ghetto of a nutshell school, the A.C. has been down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much more obvious could I be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[AC stands for Air Conditioning for all my Amish peeps.]...Harry Weeny Tiny, take note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well in the intense heat, with scientific studies, i find that the black, and hispanic people can easily withstand the heat since they are from Tropical to burning hot areas like Africa, and mainly Puerto Rico. So we don't hear any b^tchin from them.  Now I wish i was Rican.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i'd have more of a Rico Suave bottom. [drools]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday.  I think...think... i skipped practice and did some  Bates work with harry.  Later, Roach came over.  We blew up some stuff like we were in the streets of Iraq.  Eastman was at his sister's? graduation or something dirty like that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he told me, I woulda been there to support his sister...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Nemo Roach, and Weeny Tiny, and I hit up Shaws looking for stuff to blow up.  Here's the result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img40.echo.cx/img40/6750/dsc000409ww.jpg" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img40.echo.cx/img40/6750/dsc000409ww.jpg" height="215" width="285" alt="Who's Your Ho?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img40.echo.cx/img40/711/dsc000432eu.jpg" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img40.echo.cx/img40/711/dsc000432eu.jpg" height="215" width="285" alt="Who's Your Ho?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He He He... My pee pee hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, Swim meet in the evening.  That was some boring mofo-ing shiznits.  oh god.  I sat on my Beyonce Knowles booty for 3 or 4 hours.  Watching a billion people swim laps back and forth of that amount of time....  And people call me weird sometimes.  Thats what makes people insane.  And the parents watch that shat.  Next time you call your parents friggin crazy, its because they watch their kids' sports.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its either that or being forced to spend 4 hrs sitting next to Krista Kingsbury for that time of period... [starts regurgitating]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home round 8 that night.  Whole wasted day.  I did the pee pee dance and sucked it up.  Holler my slut woman Roach up and we went to Hit Hooters with the Jew and Kyle, and Big Fat Sanny Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw... Harry Weinstein will now be refered to as "Weeny Tiny" or "The Jew"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose your pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we hit up Hooters at around 9.  Our waitress was named Jessie.  I'll give her a jessie. [wtf, that made no sense, but it sounded dirty]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lennthompson.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/hooters_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i said something dirty to jessie intentionally/unintentionally.  It wasn't my fault, she was asking for it. Roach bough Hooter's Cards.  Real ones this time.  They're hot.  Literally.  I mean i just love his nice hard grip on the cards.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gudddddd, its sunday and i gotta study for tests before the exams...  Nice Job Ronald McDonald.  [insert angry pig face here]  And i got another waste of time meet again.  And I dont know if i have the endurance of another four hours with Krista.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i happen to drown in the water, you know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well Shawna told me to update. and being the dirty corner whore that i am, i was like "word, if you pay me 10 bucks".  So Shawna paid me 10 bucks, and she got her job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also threatened to kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dan, I'm going to cap yo ass" as Shawna tells me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also told me she would rape, mug, and sodomize me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats when I ran for it.  Real fast.  Like i was an black man in East Hartford under the normal hot conditions of 90 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you are living in hotter conditions...[Weeny Tiny]...Don't complain to me, a spot on my bed where theres ac and a frige is always open...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats open to Eastman and Roach too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, where has eastman been.  Hes all hangin out with "Leslie"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to stop here, cause now im blabbering on and on and on and on and on and on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peace out, Girl Scout&lt;/strong&gt;! [Holler Adam]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111850981168989557?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111850981168989557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111850981168989557' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111850981168989557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111850981168989557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/06/forhead-sweatin-ball-hangin-boob.html' title='Forhead Sweatin, Ball Hangin, Boob Saggin,  B.O./Musty Smellin Week'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111808632992553854</id><published>2005-06-06T15:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T15:32:09.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Justification for this Blog</title><content type='html'>I shouldn't have to do this but I will, cause it always shows up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people always say that blogs are gay and all that stuff.  Yeah it is gay.  But thats not the point.  The point is that if they think its stupid and gay, don't waste your time leaving anonymous comments just proving how hypocritic you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't read it and leave comments if its gay.  Its just natural common sense.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ca'mon man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's too all my anonymous peeps:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Examples of all your stupid and pitiful comments...that are random and make people pee pee their pants]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4:42 PM, Anonymous said... &lt;br /&gt;sorry marissa but not everyone is focused on the fact that it was your birthday thursday! for christs sake everyone has a birthday, so get over yourself. please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...This person got crap for their birthday and are taking it out on Marissa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6:18 PM, Anonymous said... &lt;br /&gt;Wut up gangsta? THis is yo homey callin at you from the double Z. y is you so funni? just kidding....you asian wannabe. got asain priders? well do you? I'M JUST SAD....NO UR NOt, UR JUST WONDERING WHAT CUSHION IT IS....WHAT R U WATCHING?&lt;br /&gt;...BAYWATCH...WHAT'S THAT....EELO agains... u noe ur loveydovey rights? vuzz uz is. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this person was smoking pot.  or sucking cock at the same time from all the typos.  Oh and I'm an asian wanna be btw.  I'm actually Hawaian/Mix of Mexican blood inside me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 1:09 PM, Anonymous said... &lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA....I'm baaacccckkkkk! SO, DANNY BOY....whatcha' doiN'? HOPIN'in uz cribs? noooo.....then waht?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This same person knows my name.  I'm scared.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 7:57 PM, Anonymous said... &lt;br /&gt;ok that is the fuckin lostest list ever and dan damn u have so much fricken time to write all that then u have absolutly no LIFE these blogs r the gayest things ever well some of them.... but anyways DAN GET A LIFE.....lol...hey im just kidding but not bout some blogs r stupid yea well peace out lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Yeah, blogs are so stupid that you decided you would read it and comment them.  How sweet of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, you got anonymous of Steve's blog..."the better side" , i mean wtf is that.  Offie.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to all my anonymous' out there, dont take any offense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause yeah, you're anonymous and we don't know who to report when we call the cops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just playin...kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Get Chur Pollocks!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111808632992553854?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111808632992553854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111808632992553854' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111808632992553854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111808632992553854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/06/justification-for-this-blog.html' title='Justification for this Blog'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111800680605736965</id><published>2005-06-05T17:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T22:25:31.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Down and Boogie</title><content type='html'>"Papa Smurf can I lick yo ass?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, lick my ass bitch!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright weekend. Its friggin hotter than both Eastman and Roach outside.  It's rediculous.  Thuper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was the doo-doo crap with the swim meet.  I managed to beat all my last year's times by atleast 17 seconds.  Holler.  I'm officially lacking of sleep.  Don't go to sleep at like 12:00 only to wake up at 6:00 and go to a swim meet.  Two days in a friggin row. After the meet Harshav came over to work on the Utopia project.  That was furthur homosexual, and that was that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harshav ended up leaving later cause these two lesbians chicks [with dicks] Jeanie and Bijal kept i/ming us.  Some crap about one of the two being the devil and needing an exorcist.  Some random mumbo jumbo stew like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding around B.J. [Bijal and Jeanie....not the other "BJ"..the sexual inuendo one...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.asri.org/images/BJs_LOGO.GIF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on Roach, my bro,  drew, and i hit up Hometown.  We were hungry mofos and we saw the fat obese people of America pig out in their heaven.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, being proudly one of them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cept... Minus the size 54 waist jeans.  Five inch turkey neck.  But one thing i can tell you is that they got big Booty.  Enough Booty to make even Nemo jealous.  Not me though.  Cause I am bootylicious.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew went home to go do some gay Bio project.  San wanted to go home cause hes tired from his little camping trip.  Which turned out to be great.  Six people in one tent.  In the pouring rain.  Pftt...That sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roach and I got really bored so we decided to go adventurous.  Nemo was at his camp ground up in Tolland so we got up the address, and thanks to my whore-slut Mapquest, we looked up, down,left, and right of that hoe and got the address directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was like 9:00 at night and we headed up to his campground.  It was stupid but to make up for our stupidity, we called it a learning experience since it was a 20 minute drive, and it was a shortened version of a Road Trip.  All we needed were hookers [Eastman] and we woulda been good to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here is a picture of the map we used:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.irb-cisr.gc.ca/images/researchpub/research/maps/CHN_A.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt like we were in Chinatown most of the time though.  It was weird.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home round 11:00, stayed up till round 12, then another day of swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday's swim meet went worse.  I did bad.  Oh well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards went to Chinese buffet with the daddy and brah.  I got a Chinese Fortune Cookie that said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Your exotic ideas lead you to many exciting, new adventures!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that its trying to give the ladies a sign.  Especially Nemo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, ho ho ho, merry Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later "U-G-L-Y You ain't got no allibi, you ugly."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111800680605736965?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111800680605736965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111800680605736965' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111800680605736965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111800680605736965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/06/get-down-and-boogie.html' title='Get Down and Boogie'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111767168207400002</id><published>2005-06-01T20:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T20:37:46.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Holla to my (wo)man Eastman.</title><content type='html'>Just a shout out to Eastman today because he had to endure a lot of b.s. from the teachers.  I stood there beside him spiritually, whatever that stuff means, which i told adam.  But you were kinda asking for it with the Tetreault Essay.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't want my daughter..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a written down kodak moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well school's been usual.  This week is a Lehy Meet.  I kinda know what Im swimming, but it doesnt matter cause im going to get my butt kicked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.owned.com/Owned_Pictures/facehitboxingowned.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This friday, whats going on....?  Drew told me to go to the movies with him with his Spaniard Ghetto girls from East Hartford.  Thats totally hot i suppose.  I could dig Mexican, Spaniard, Argentinian, Perubian, South American[ian] chicks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://gisdatabank.org/images/demograph/hispanic.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all good in the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards he wants to go to Hooters, that horny little bastard.  Somehow i have to get Eastman and Roach to go.  I hope they take this as a hint.   a non sexual one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course though, if Nemo goes, he'd be like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"forget about the Hooter's Girls Quach, &lt;strong&gt;I want your Hooters&lt;/strong&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I'd slowly back away and go to get my dirty lingerie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lingerieblowout.com/lingerie-fall2.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to swimming. I think its Saturday, and Sunday.  probly till early evening.  So im free for the night.  Saturday I need to work on that condembned Utopia project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any clue on how to design a Utopia-....a perfect world...I'd love to hear it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually...  Hooter's Girls every where.  Thats a Utopia.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with Roach in my bed everynight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Dempsey's projects sucks and she split apart our group by kickin one person out.  It all went downhill from there.Thats gay stuff man.  Queer.  Faggish.  Gaylord.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's that.  Kinda boring, but hey, gotta go with what ya got.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more rediculous anonymous crap anymore.  Its gay and so are you.  You cocksucking[negative], Pamela Anderson [positive],   David Hasslehoff @$$[negative], Tom Cruise wanna be Samurai[negative], John Doe or Jane Doe punk mofo.....[deep breath] Super duper...guper foober.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever im done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ohhh...trumpsies....dissed.....slut.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out my scally wag, double z, straight strippin, off the counter, round the back, superstar, cock rockin, wang bangin players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[deep breath]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111767168207400002?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111767168207400002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111767168207400002' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111767168207400002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111767168207400002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/06/holla-to-my-woman-eastman.html' title='Holla to my (wo)man Eastman.'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111734448684619522</id><published>2005-05-29T01:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T01:42:16.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"I ordered a Frappacino, Where's My F*cking Frappacino?!"</title><content type='html'>Yep...I'm starting to slack on updating this thing.  Its from the influence of Eastman though, I swear...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i just been physically and mentally stained, over the past few days.  Just a lot to think about constantly, and swimming is just becoming overwhelming for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start from Thursday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was Lake Compounce and the weather sucked balls.  Humungous balls.  We were lucky enough to not have rain, but it was still cold.  The problem with cold is that apparently nipples get hard when its cold.  So... under the influence of harsh cold weather, and gay homosexual nipple pinches from people like Simba, and the other bangers, hard nipples is pretty much inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a lot to say about nipples.  Now i want Nipple piercings.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Never Search Nipple Piercing for Pictures on google...never...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, i'm not gothic...nor gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lake Compounce was pretty straight, i hung out with mostly Adam's lil sexy crew.  He was my &lt;em&gt;riding partner&lt;/em&gt;...if yall know what i mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yeee-hawww!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the roller coasters i meant...of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we had our crazy times, but the golden star of the day was on the boulder dash picture.  I think it goes in the book as one of the gayest things i have done in my life, while going on a roller coaster going like 50 mph or something.  It was a picture of Nick O. and Shoes flashing the camera, and Adam and I holding onto their breasts.  It was so gay, but it was a Kodak Moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ka-Ching*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just ask to see the picture if you want.  I'll gather up the other three people and physically show you.  If you're a guy of course.  [jk...]  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get too excited Civil RIghts people out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, Practice was super.  By super i mean that it sucked.  Balls.  Sweaty Ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then randomly around 9, Nemo, eastman, and Corey come to chill at my place.  They walked across the random plank in the middle of my house.  Thats how ghetto my house is.  We had a plank in the middle of our house.  A Plank.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://larryvoyer.com/Piratical/pirate%20images3/findus15.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Course cause we're getting new sex make out couches, San had to do negro's work and do that white man fancy stuff to the wooden floor.  It's hard to explain.  and the way i see it, you're just too dumb to understand me.  Why?  Cause chances are you're from East Hartford.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Not... "I'm like, Whatever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my family hit up Boston/ Chinatown area.  I have realized for the billionth time in my life, that I absolutly hate the city.  Because it smells disgusting, and the disgusting filthy smokers that populate the city.  Every bleepin corner is a disgusting @$$ smoker blowing their sh*t in my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, negro, don't you know all the stuff in cigarettes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here We Go My Chemical Friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addiation to Tobbacco[which contain nicotine...], there is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acetanisole, &lt;br /&gt;Acetic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;Acetoin, &lt;br /&gt;Acetophenone, &lt;br /&gt;6-Acetoxydihydrotheaspirane, &lt;br /&gt;2-Acetyl-3- Ethylpyrazine, &lt;br /&gt;2-Acetyl-5-Methylfuran, &lt;br /&gt;Acetylpyrazine, &lt;br /&gt;2-Acetylpyridine, &lt;br /&gt;3-Acetylpyridine, &lt;br /&gt;2-Acetylthiazole, &lt;br /&gt;Aconitic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;dl-Alanine, &lt;br /&gt;Alfalfa Extract, &lt;br /&gt;Allspice Extract, &lt;br /&gt;Oleoresin, &lt;br /&gt;And Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Allyl Hexanoate, &lt;br /&gt;Allyl Ionone, &lt;br /&gt;Almond Bitter Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Ambergris Tincture, &lt;br /&gt;Ammonia, &lt;br /&gt;Ammonium Bicarbonate, &lt;br /&gt;Ammonium Hydroxide, &lt;br /&gt;Ammonium Phosphate Dibasic, &lt;br /&gt;Ammonium Sulfide, &lt;br /&gt;Amyl Alcohol, &lt;br /&gt;Amyl Butyrate, &lt;br /&gt;Amyl Formate, &lt;br /&gt;Amyl Octanoate, &lt;br /&gt;alpha-Amylcinnamaldehyde, &lt;br /&gt;Amyris Oil, &lt;br /&gt;trans-Anethole, &lt;br /&gt;Angelica Root Extract, Oil and Seed Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Anise, &lt;br /&gt;Anise Star, Extract and Oils, &lt;br /&gt;Anisyl Acetate, &lt;br /&gt;Anisyl Alcohol, &lt;br /&gt;Anisyl Formate, &lt;br /&gt;Anisyl Phenylacetate, &lt;br /&gt;Apple Juice Concentrate, Extract, and Skins, &lt;br /&gt;Apricot Extract and Juice Concentrate, &lt;br /&gt;1-Arginine, &lt;br /&gt;Asafetida Fluid Extract And Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Ascorbic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;1-Asparagine Monohydrate, &lt;br /&gt;1-Aspartic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;Balsam Peru and Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Basil Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Bay Leaf, Oil and Sweet Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Beeswax White, &lt;br /&gt;Beet Juice Concentrate, &lt;br /&gt;Benzaldehyde, &lt;br /&gt;Benzaldehyde Glyceryl Acetal, &lt;br /&gt;Benzoic Acid, Benzoin, &lt;br /&gt;Benzoin Resin, &lt;br /&gt;Benzophenone, &lt;br /&gt;Benzyl Alcohol, &lt;br /&gt;Benzyl Benzoate, &lt;br /&gt;Benzyl Butyrate, &lt;br /&gt;Benzyl Cinnamate, &lt;br /&gt;Benzyl Propionate, &lt;br /&gt;Benzyl Salicylate, &lt;br /&gt;Bergamot Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Bisabolene, &lt;br /&gt;Black Currant Buds Absolute, &lt;br /&gt;Borneol, &lt;br /&gt;Bornyl Acetate, &lt;br /&gt;Buchu Leaf Oil, &lt;br /&gt;1,3-Butanediol, &lt;br /&gt;2,3-Butanedione, &lt;br /&gt;1-Butanol, &lt;br /&gt;2-Butanone, &lt;br /&gt;4(2-Butenylidene)-3,5,5-Trimethyl-2-Cyclohexen-1-One, &lt;br /&gt;Butter, Butter Esters, and Butter Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Butyl Acetate, &lt;br /&gt;Butyl Butyrate, &lt;br /&gt;Butyl Butyryl Lactate, &lt;br /&gt;Butyl Isovalerate, &lt;br /&gt;Butyl Phenylacetate, &lt;br /&gt;Butyl Undecylenate, &lt;br /&gt;3-Butylidenephthalide, &lt;br /&gt;Butyric Acid, &lt;br /&gt;Cadinene, &lt;br /&gt;Caffeine, &lt;br /&gt;Calcium Carbonate, &lt;br /&gt;Camphene, &lt;br /&gt;Cananga Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Capsicum Oleoresin, &lt;br /&gt;Caramel Color, &lt;br /&gt;Caraway Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Carbon Dioxide, &lt;br /&gt;Cardamom Oleoresin, Extract, Seed Oil, and Powder, &lt;br /&gt;Carob Bean and Extract, &lt;br /&gt;beta-Carotene, &lt;br /&gt;Carrot Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Carvacrol, &lt;br /&gt;4-Carvomenthenol, &lt;br /&gt;1-Carvone, &lt;br /&gt;beta-Caryophyllene, &lt;br /&gt;beta-Caryophyllene Oxide, &lt;br /&gt;Cascarilla Oil and Bark Extract, &lt;br /&gt;Cassia Bark Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Cassie Absolute and Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Castoreum Extract, Tincture and Absolute, &lt;br /&gt;Cedar Leaf Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Cedarwood Oil Terpenes and Virginiana, &lt;br /&gt;Cedrol, &lt;br /&gt;Celery Seed Extract, Solid, Oil, And Oleoresin, &lt;br /&gt;Cellulose Fiber, &lt;br /&gt;Chamomile Flower Oil And Extract, &lt;br /&gt;Chicory Extract, &lt;br /&gt;Chocolate, &lt;br /&gt;Cinnamaldehyde, &lt;br /&gt;Cinnamic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;Cinnamon Leaf Oil, Bark Oil, and Extract, &lt;br /&gt;Cinnamyl Acetate, &lt;br /&gt;Cinnamyl Alcohol, &lt;br /&gt;Cinnamyl Cinnamate, &lt;br /&gt;Cinnamyl Isovalerate, &lt;br /&gt;Cinnamyl Propionate, &lt;br /&gt;Citral, &lt;br /&gt;Citric Acid, &lt;br /&gt;Citronella Oil, &lt;br /&gt;dl-Citronellol, &lt;br /&gt;Citronellyl Butyrate, &lt;br /&gt;Citronellyl Isobutyrate, &lt;br /&gt;Civet Absolute, &lt;br /&gt;Clary Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Clover Tops, Red Solid Extract, &lt;br /&gt;Cocoa, &lt;br /&gt;Cocoa Shells, Extract, Distillate And Powder, &lt;br /&gt;Coconut Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Coffee, &lt;br /&gt;Cognac White and Green Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Copaiba Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Coriander Extract and Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Corn Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Corn Silk, &lt;br /&gt;Costus Root Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Cubeb Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Cuminaldehyde, &lt;br /&gt;para-Cymene, &lt;br /&gt;1-Cysteine, &lt;br /&gt;Dandelion Root Solid Extract, &lt;br /&gt;Davana Oil, &lt;br /&gt;2-trans, 4-trans-Decadienal, &lt;br /&gt;delta-Decalactone, &lt;br /&gt;gamma-Decalactone, &lt;br /&gt;Decanal, &lt;br /&gt;Decanoic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;1-Decanol, &lt;br /&gt;2-Decenal, &lt;br /&gt;Dehydromenthofurolactone, &lt;br /&gt;Diethyl Malonate, &lt;br /&gt;Diethyl Sebacate, &lt;br /&gt;2,3-Diethylpyrazine, &lt;br /&gt;Dihydro Anethole, &lt;br /&gt;5,7-Dihydro-2-Methylthieno(3,4-D) Pyrimidine, &lt;br /&gt;Dill Seed Oil and Extract, &lt;br /&gt;meta-Dimethoxybenzene, &lt;br /&gt;para-Dimethoxybenzene, &lt;br /&gt;2,6-Dimethoxyphenol, &lt;br /&gt;Dimethyl Succinate, &lt;br /&gt;3,4-Dimethyl-1,2-Cyclopentanedione, &lt;br /&gt;3,5- Dimethyl-1,2-Cyclopentanedione, &lt;br /&gt;3,7-Dimethyl-1,3,6-Octatriene, &lt;br /&gt;4,5-Dimethyl-3-Hydroxy-2,5-Dihydrofuran-2-One, &lt;br /&gt;6,10-Dimethyl-5,9-Undecadien-2-One, &lt;br /&gt;3,7-Dimethyl-6-Octenoic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;2,4-Dimethylacetophenone, &lt;br /&gt;alpha,para-Dimethylbenzyl Alcohol, &lt;br /&gt;alpha,alpha-Dimethylphenethyl Acetate, &lt;br /&gt;alpha,alpha Dimethylphenethyl Butyrate, &lt;br /&gt;2,3-Dimethylpyrazine, &lt;br /&gt;2,5-Dimethylpyrazine, &lt;br /&gt;2,6-Dimethylpyrazine, &lt;br /&gt;Dimethyltetrahydrobenzofuranone, &lt;br /&gt;delta-Dodecalactone, &lt;br /&gt;gamma-Dodecalactone, &lt;br /&gt;para-Ethoxybenzaldehyde, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl 10-Undecenoate, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl 2-Methylbutyrate, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Acetate, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Acetoacetate, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Alcohol, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Benzoate, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Butyrate, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Cinnamate, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Decanoate, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Fenchol, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Furoate, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Heptanoate, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Hexanoate, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Isovalerate, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Lactate, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Laurate, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Levulinate, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Maltol, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Methyl Phenylglycidate, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Myristate, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Nonanoate, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Octadecanoate, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Octanoate, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Oleate, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Palmitate, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Phenylacetate, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Propionate, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Salicylate, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl trans-2-Butenoate, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Valerate, &lt;br /&gt;Ethyl Vanillin, &lt;br /&gt;2-Ethyl (or Methyl)-(3,5 and 6)-Methoxypyrazine, &lt;br /&gt;2-Ethyl-1-Hexanol, 3-Ethyl -2 -Hydroxy-2-Cyclopenten-1-One, &lt;br /&gt;2-Ethyl-3, (5 or 6)-Dimethylpyrazine, &lt;br /&gt;5-Ethyl-3-Hydroxy-4-Methyl-2(5H)-Furanone, &lt;br /&gt;2-Ethyl-3-Methylpyrazine, &lt;br /&gt;4-Ethylbenzaldehyde, &lt;br /&gt;4-Ethylguaiacol, &lt;br /&gt;para-Ethylphenol, &lt;br /&gt;3-Ethylpyridine, &lt;br /&gt;Eucalyptol, &lt;br /&gt;Farnesol, &lt;br /&gt;D-Fenchone, &lt;br /&gt;Fennel Sweet Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Fenugreek, Extract, Resin, and Absolute, &lt;br /&gt;Fig Juice Concentrate, &lt;br /&gt;Food Starch Modified, &lt;br /&gt;Furfuryl Mercaptan, &lt;br /&gt;4-(2-Furyl)-3-Buten-2-One, &lt;br /&gt;Galbanum Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Genet Absolute, &lt;br /&gt;Gentian Root Extract, &lt;br /&gt;Geraniol, &lt;br /&gt;Geranium Rose Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Geranyl Acetate, &lt;br /&gt;Geranyl Butyrate, &lt;br /&gt;Geranyl Formate, &lt;br /&gt;Geranyl Isovalerate, &lt;br /&gt;Geranyl Phenylacetate, &lt;br /&gt;Ginger Oil and Oleoresin, &lt;br /&gt;1-Glutamic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;1-Glutamine, &lt;br /&gt;Glycerol, &lt;br /&gt;Glycyrrhizin Ammoniated, &lt;br /&gt;Grape Juice Concentrate, &lt;br /&gt;Guaiac Wood Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Guaiacol, &lt;br /&gt;Guar Gum, &lt;br /&gt;2,4-Heptadienal, &lt;br /&gt;gamma-Heptalactone, &lt;br /&gt;Heptanoic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;2-Heptanone, &lt;br /&gt;3-Hepten-2-One, &lt;br /&gt;2-Hepten-4-One, &lt;br /&gt;4-Heptenal, &lt;br /&gt;trans -2-Heptenal, &lt;br /&gt;Heptyl Acetate, &lt;br /&gt;omega-6-Hexadecenlactone, &lt;br /&gt;gamma-Hexalactone, &lt;br /&gt;Hexanal, &lt;br /&gt;Hexanoic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;2-Hexen-1-Ol, &lt;br /&gt;3-Hexen-1-Ol, &lt;br /&gt;cis-3-Hexen-1-Yl Acetate, &lt;br /&gt;2-Hexenal, &lt;br /&gt;3-Hexenoic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;trans-2-Hexenoic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;cis-3-Hexenyl Formate, &lt;br /&gt;Hexyl 2-Methylbutyrate, &lt;br /&gt;Hexyl Acetate, &lt;br /&gt;Hexyl Alcohol, &lt;br /&gt;Hexyl Phenylacetate, &lt;br /&gt;1-Histidine, &lt;br /&gt;Honey, &lt;br /&gt;Hops Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Hydrolyzed Milk Solids, &lt;br /&gt;Hydrolyzed Plant Proteins, &lt;br /&gt;5-Hydroxy-2,4-Decadienoic Acid delta- Lactone, &lt;br /&gt;4-Hydroxy-2,5-Dimethyl-3(2H)-Furanone, &lt;br /&gt;2-Hydroxy-3,5,5-Trimethyl-2-Cyclohexen-1-One, &lt;br /&gt;4-Hydroxy -3-Pentenoic Acid Lactone, &lt;br /&gt;2-Hydroxy-4-Methylbenzaldehyde, &lt;br /&gt;4-Hydroxybutanoic Acid Lactone, &lt;br /&gt;Hydroxycitronellal, &lt;br /&gt;6-Hydroxydihydrotheaspirane, &lt;br /&gt;4-(para-Hydroxyphenyl)-2-Butanone, &lt;br /&gt;Hyssop Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Immortelle Absolute and Extract, &lt;br /&gt;alpha-Ionone, &lt;br /&gt;beta-Ionone, &lt;br /&gt;alpha-Irone, &lt;br /&gt;Isoamyl Acetate, &lt;br /&gt;Isoamyl Benzoate, &lt;br /&gt;Isoamyl Butyrate, &lt;br /&gt;Isoamyl Cinnamate, &lt;br /&gt;Isoamyl Formate, Isoamyl Hexanoate, &lt;br /&gt;Isoamyl Isovalerate, &lt;br /&gt;Isoamyl Octanoate, &lt;br /&gt;Isoamyl Phenylacetate, &lt;br /&gt;Isobornyl Acetate, &lt;br /&gt;Isobutyl Acetate, &lt;br /&gt;Isobutyl Alcohol, &lt;br /&gt;Isobutyl Cinnamate, &lt;br /&gt;Isobutyl Phenylacetate, &lt;br /&gt;Isobutyl Salicylate, &lt;br /&gt;2-Isobutyl-3-Methoxypyrazine, &lt;br /&gt;alpha-Isobutylphenethyl Alcohol, &lt;br /&gt;Isobutyraldehyde, &lt;br /&gt;Isobutyric Acid, &lt;br /&gt;d,l-Isoleucine, &lt;br /&gt;alpha-Isomethylionone, &lt;br /&gt;2-Isopropylphenol, &lt;br /&gt;Isovaleric Acid, &lt;br /&gt;Jasmine Absolute, Concrete and Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Kola Nut Extract, &lt;br /&gt;Labdanum Absolute and Oleoresin, &lt;br /&gt;Lactic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;Lauric Acid, &lt;br /&gt;Lauric Aldehyde, &lt;br /&gt;Lavandin Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Lavender Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Lemon Oil and Extract, &lt;br /&gt;Lemongrass Oil, &lt;br /&gt;1-Leucine, &lt;br /&gt;Levulinic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;Licorice Root, Fluid, Extract and Powder, &lt;br /&gt;Lime Oil , &lt;br /&gt;Linalool, &lt;br /&gt;Linalool Oxide, &lt;br /&gt;Linalyl Acetate, &lt;br /&gt;Linden Flowers, &lt;br /&gt;Lovage Oil And Extract, &lt;br /&gt;1-Lysine, &lt;br /&gt;Mace Powder, Extract and Oil , &lt;br /&gt;Magnesium Carbonate, &lt;br /&gt;Malic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;Malt and Malt Extract, &lt;br /&gt;Maltodextrin, &lt;br /&gt;Maltol, &lt;br /&gt;Maltyl Isobutyrate, &lt;br /&gt;Mandarin Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Maple Syrup and Concentrate, &lt;br /&gt;Mate Leaf, Absolute and Oil, &lt;br /&gt;para-Mentha-8-Thiol-3-One, &lt;br /&gt;Menthol, &lt;br /&gt;Menthone, &lt;br /&gt;Menthyl Acetate, &lt;br /&gt;dl-Methionine, &lt;br /&gt;Methoprene, &lt;br /&gt;2-Methoxy-4-Methylphenol, &lt;br /&gt;2-Methoxy-4-Vinylphenol, &lt;br /&gt;para-Methoxybenzaldehyde, &lt;br /&gt;1-(para-Methoxyphenyl)-1-Penten-3-One, &lt;br /&gt;4-(para-Methoxyphenyl)-2-Butanone, &lt;br /&gt;1-(para-Methoxyphenyl)-2-Propanone, &lt;br /&gt;Methoxypyrazine, &lt;br /&gt;Methyl 2-Furoate, &lt;br /&gt;Methyl 2-Octynoate, &lt;br /&gt;Methyl 2-Pyrrolyl Ketone, &lt;br /&gt;Methyl Anisate, &lt;br /&gt;Methyl Anthranilate, &lt;br /&gt;Methyl Benzoate, &lt;br /&gt;Methyl Cinnamate, &lt;br /&gt;Methyl Dihydrojasmonate, &lt;br /&gt;Methyl Ester of Rosin, Partially Hydrogenated, &lt;br /&gt;Methyl Isovalerate, &lt;br /&gt;Methyl Linoleate (48%), &lt;br /&gt;Methyl Linolenate (52%) Mixture, &lt;br /&gt;Methyl Naphthyl Ketone, &lt;br /&gt;Methyl Nicotinate, &lt;br /&gt;Methyl Phenylacetate, &lt;br /&gt;Methyl Salicylate, &lt;br /&gt;Methyl Sulfide, &lt;br /&gt;3-Methyl-1-Cyclopentadecanone, &lt;br /&gt;4-Methyl-1-Phenyl-2-Pentanone, &lt;br /&gt;5-Methyl-2-Phenyl-2-Hexenal, &lt;br /&gt;5-Methyl-2-Thiophenecarboxaldehyde, &lt;br /&gt;6-Methyl-3,-5-Heptadien-2-One, &lt;br /&gt;2-Methyl-3-(para-Isopropylphenyl) Propionaldehyde, &lt;br /&gt;5-Methyl-3-Hexen-2-One, &lt;br /&gt;1-Methyl-3Methoxy-4-Isopropylbenzene, &lt;br /&gt;4-Methyl-3-Pentene-2-One, &lt;br /&gt;2-Methyl-4-Phenylbutyraldehyde, &lt;br /&gt;6-Methyl-5-Hepten-2-One, &lt;br /&gt;4-Methyl-5-Thiazoleethanol, &lt;br /&gt;4-Methyl-5-Vinylthiazole, &lt;br /&gt;Methyl-alpha-Ionone, &lt;br /&gt;Methyl-trans-2-Butenoic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;4-Methylacetophenone, &lt;br /&gt;para-Methylanisole, &lt;br /&gt;alpha-Methylbenzyl Acetate, &lt;br /&gt;alpha-Methylbenzyl Alcohol, &lt;br /&gt;2-Methylbutyraldehyde, &lt;br /&gt;3-Methylbutyraldehyde, &lt;br /&gt;2-Methylbutyric Acid, &lt;br /&gt;alpha-Methylcinnamaldehyde, &lt;br /&gt;Methylcyclopentenolone, &lt;br /&gt;2-Methylheptanoic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;2-Methylhexanoic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;3-Methylpentanoic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;4-Methylpentanoic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;2-Methylpyrazine, &lt;br /&gt;5-Methylquinoxaline, &lt;br /&gt;2-Methyltetrahydrofuran-3-One, &lt;br /&gt;(Methylthio)Methylpyrazine (Mixture Of Isomers), &lt;br /&gt;3-Methylthiopropionaldehyde, &lt;br /&gt;Methyl 3-Methylthiopropionate, &lt;br /&gt;2-Methylvaleric Acid, &lt;br /&gt;Mimosa Absolute and Extract, &lt;br /&gt;Molasses Extract and Tincture, &lt;br /&gt;Mountain Maple Solid Extract, &lt;br /&gt;Mullein Flowers, &lt;br /&gt;Myristaldehyde, &lt;br /&gt;Myristic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;Myrrh Oil, &lt;br /&gt;beta-Napthyl Ethyl Ether, &lt;br /&gt;Nerol, &lt;br /&gt;Neroli Bigarde Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Nerolidol, &lt;br /&gt;Nona-2-trans,6-cis-Dienal, &lt;br /&gt;2,6-Nonadien-1-Ol, &lt;br /&gt;gamma-Nonalactone, &lt;br /&gt;Nonanal, &lt;br /&gt;Nonanoic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;Nonanone, &lt;br /&gt;trans-2-Nonen-1-Ol, &lt;br /&gt;2-Nonenal, &lt;br /&gt;Nonyl Acetate, &lt;br /&gt;Nutmeg Powder and Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Oak Chips Extract and Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Oak Moss Absolute, &lt;br /&gt;9,12-Octadecadienoic Acid (48%) And 9,12,15-Octadecatrienoic Acid (52%), &lt;br /&gt;delta-Octalactone, &lt;br /&gt;gamma-Octalactone, &lt;br /&gt;Octanal, &lt;br /&gt;Octanoic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;1-Octanol, &lt;br /&gt;2-Octanone, &lt;br /&gt;3-Octen-2-One, &lt;br /&gt;1-Octen-3-Ol, &lt;br /&gt;1-Octen-3-Yl Acetate, &lt;br /&gt;2-Octenal, &lt;br /&gt;Octyl Isobutyrate, &lt;br /&gt;Oleic Acid , &lt;br /&gt;Olibanum Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Opoponax Oil And Gum, &lt;br /&gt;Orange Blossoms Water, Absolute, and Leaf Absolute, &lt;br /&gt;Orange Oil and Extract, &lt;br /&gt;Origanum Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Orris Concrete Oil and Root Extract, &lt;br /&gt;Palmarosa Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Palmitic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;Parsley Seed Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Patchouli Oil, &lt;br /&gt;omega-Pentadecalactone, &lt;br /&gt;2,3-Pentanedione, &lt;br /&gt;2-Pentanone, &lt;br /&gt;4-Pentenoic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;2-Pentylpyridine, &lt;br /&gt;Pepper Oil, Black And White, &lt;br /&gt;Peppermint Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Peruvian (Bois De Rose) Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Petitgrain Absolute, Mandarin Oil and Terpeneless Oil, &lt;br /&gt;alpha-Phellandrene, &lt;br /&gt;2-Phenenthyl Acetate, &lt;br /&gt;Phenenthyl Alcohol, &lt;br /&gt;Phenethyl Butyrate, &lt;br /&gt;Phenethyl Cinnamate, &lt;br /&gt;Phenethyl Isobutyrate, &lt;br /&gt;Phenethyl Isovalerate, &lt;br /&gt;Phenethyl Phenylacetate, &lt;br /&gt;Phenethyl Salicylate, &lt;br /&gt;1-Phenyl-1-Propanol, &lt;br /&gt;3-Phenyl-1-Propanol, &lt;br /&gt;2-Phenyl-2-Butenal, &lt;br /&gt;4-Phenyl-3-Buten-2-Ol, &lt;br /&gt;4-Phenyl-3-Buten-2-One, &lt;br /&gt;Phenylacetaldehyde, &lt;br /&gt;Phenylacetic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;1-Phenylalanine, &lt;br /&gt;3-Phenylpropionaldehyde, &lt;br /&gt;3-Phenylpropionic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;3-Phenylpropyl Acetate, &lt;br /&gt;3-Phenylpropyl Cinnamate, &lt;br /&gt;2-(3-Phenylpropyl)Tetrahydrofuran, &lt;br /&gt;Phosphoric Acid, &lt;br /&gt;Pimenta Leaf Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Pine Needle Oil, Pine Oil, Scotch, &lt;br /&gt;Pineapple Juice Concentrate, &lt;br /&gt;alpha-Pinene, beta-Pinene, &lt;br /&gt;D-Piperitone, &lt;br /&gt;Piperonal, &lt;br /&gt;Pipsissewa Leaf Extract, &lt;br /&gt;Plum Juice, &lt;br /&gt;Potassium Sorbate, &lt;br /&gt;1-Proline, &lt;br /&gt;Propenylguaethol, &lt;br /&gt;Propionic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;Propyl Acetate, &lt;br /&gt;Propyl para-Hydroxybenzoate, &lt;br /&gt;Propylene Glycol, &lt;br /&gt;3-Propylidenephthalide, &lt;br /&gt;Prune Juice and Concentrate, &lt;br /&gt;Pyridine, &lt;br /&gt;Pyroligneous Acid And Extract, &lt;br /&gt;Pyrrole, &lt;br /&gt;Pyruvic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;Raisin Juice Concentrate, &lt;br /&gt;Rhodinol, &lt;br /&gt;Rose Absolute and Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Rosemary Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Rum, &lt;br /&gt;Rum Ether, &lt;br /&gt;Rye Extract, &lt;br /&gt;Sage, Sage Oil, and Sage Oleoresin, &lt;br /&gt;Salicylaldehyde, &lt;br /&gt;Sandalwood Oil, Yellow, &lt;br /&gt;Sclareolide, &lt;br /&gt;Skatole, &lt;br /&gt;Smoke Flavor, &lt;br /&gt;Snakeroot Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Sodium Acetate, &lt;br /&gt;Sodium Benzoate, &lt;br /&gt;Sodium Bicarbonate, &lt;br /&gt;Sodium Carbonate, &lt;br /&gt;Sodium Chloride, &lt;br /&gt;Sodium Citrate, &lt;br /&gt;Sodium Hydroxide, &lt;br /&gt;Solanone, &lt;br /&gt;Spearmint Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Styrax Extract, Gum and Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Sucrose Octaacetate, &lt;br /&gt;Sugar Alcohols, &lt;br /&gt;Sugars, &lt;br /&gt;Tagetes Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Tannic Acid, &lt;br /&gt;Tartaric Acid, &lt;br /&gt;Tea Leaf and Absolute, &lt;br /&gt;alpha-Terpineol, &lt;br /&gt;Terpinolene, &lt;br /&gt;Terpinyl Acetate, &lt;br /&gt;5,6,7,8-Tetrahydroquinoxaline, &lt;br /&gt;1,5,5,9-Tetramethyl-13-Oxatricyclo(8.3.0.0(4,9))Tridecane, &lt;br /&gt;2,3,4,5, and 3,4,5,6-Tetramethylethyl-Cyclohexanone, &lt;br /&gt;2,3,5,6-Tetramethylpyrazine, &lt;br /&gt;Thiamine Hydrochloride, &lt;br /&gt;Thiazole, &lt;br /&gt;1-Threonine, &lt;br /&gt;Thyme Oil, White and Red, &lt;br /&gt;Thymol, &lt;br /&gt;Tobacco Extracts, &lt;br /&gt;Tochopherols (mixed), &lt;br /&gt;Tolu Balsam Gum and Extract, &lt;br /&gt;Tolualdehydes, &lt;br /&gt;para-Tolyl 3-Methylbutyrate, &lt;br /&gt;para-Tolyl Acetaldehyde, &lt;br /&gt;para-Tolyl Acetate, &lt;br /&gt;para-Tolyl Isobutyrate, &lt;br /&gt;para-Tolyl Phenylacetate, &lt;br /&gt;Triacetin, &lt;br /&gt;2-Tridecanone, &lt;br /&gt;2-Tridecenal, &lt;br /&gt;Triethyl Citrate, &lt;br /&gt;3,5,5-Trimethyl -1-Hexanol, &lt;br /&gt;para,alpha,alpha-Trimethylbenzyl Alcohol, &lt;br /&gt;4-(2,6,6-Trimethylcyclohex-1-Enyl)But-2-En-4-One, &lt;br /&gt;2,6,6-Trimethylcyclohex-2-Ene-1,4-Dione, &lt;br /&gt;2,6,6-Trimethylcyclohexa-1,3-Dienyl Methan, &lt;br /&gt;4-(2,6,6-Trimethylcyclohexa-1,3-Dienyl)But-2-En-4-One, &lt;br /&gt;2,2,6-Trimethylcyclohexanone, &lt;br /&gt;2,3,5-Trimethylpyrazine, &lt;br /&gt;1-Tyrosine, &lt;br /&gt;delta-Undercalactone, &lt;br /&gt;gamma-Undecalactone, &lt;br /&gt;Undecanal, &lt;br /&gt;2-Undecanone, 1 &lt;br /&gt;0-Undecenal, &lt;br /&gt;Urea, &lt;br /&gt;Valencene, &lt;br /&gt;Valeraldehyde, &lt;br /&gt;Valerian Root Extract, Oil and Powder, &lt;br /&gt;Valeric Acid, &lt;br /&gt;gamma-Valerolactone, &lt;br /&gt;Valine, &lt;br /&gt;Vanilla Extract And Oleoresin, &lt;br /&gt;Vanillin, &lt;br /&gt;Veratraldehyde, &lt;br /&gt;Vetiver Oil, &lt;br /&gt;Vinegar, &lt;br /&gt;Violet Leaf Absolute, &lt;br /&gt;Walnut Hull Extract, &lt;br /&gt;Water, &lt;br /&gt;Wheat Extract And Flour, &lt;br /&gt;Wild Cherry Bark Extract, &lt;br /&gt;Wine and Wine Sherry, &lt;br /&gt;Xanthan Gum, &lt;br /&gt;3,4-Xylenol, &lt;br /&gt;Yeast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://recollectionbooks.com/bleed/images/humor/joeChemo.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right...Where the cool Camo in sunglasses now?  Besides in my bed...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now how about that?  How many of you actually read all the stuff?  I know I didn't but when you smoke, you smoke all the good stuff, like ....yeast.  Yeah...Yeast mofo.  You wanna smoke bread into your lungs?  Yeast goes into your belly , not yo lungs foo.  Stay cool, go to school.  Whoops...wrong one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats an anti-drug slogan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, go do drugs or whatever. It'sYour life. Just not near me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night to all my smoker friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[See ingrediants of a cigarette above]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111734448684619522?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111734448684619522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111734448684619522' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111734448684619522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111734448684619522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-ordered-frappacino-wheres-my-fcking.html' title='&quot;I ordered a Frappacino, Where&apos;s My F*cking Frappacino?!&quot;'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111715524735209269</id><published>2005-05-26T20:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T20:54:07.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sitting Here Watching Painfully, Defenseless, and Helpless...</title><content type='html'>Your pain...your suffering...brings a deep uneasiness to my heart.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a perfect world, I would be that Prince in shining armor to sweep you off your feet and make your life as perfect as I imagined it to be.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this life most definetly ain't perfect and Its not up to me to be your savior.  Under the conditions, it seems impossible and too far in time for that to ever happen.  I don't know if i can be there for you...&lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is said to never dwell on the past, but rather carry onto the future.  That's wrong though.  Your past is so that we never make the same mistake twice, rather it is left to haunt us. It is to remind us for the rest of our life, that this specific thing had happened, and that we are the only fools to blame if we repeat it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't run the possibility again.  I'm sorry I can't be there to help you with your problems &lt;strong&gt;for now&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a flame that can't be tamed &lt;br /&gt;And though we are its willing prey, my darling &lt;br /&gt;We are not the ones to blame &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it so hard to believe our hearts&lt;br /&gt;Are made to be broken by love&lt;br /&gt;That in constant dying lies&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of it all&lt;br /&gt;My darling won't you feel&lt;br /&gt;The sweet heaven in&lt;br /&gt;Our endless cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Him&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111715524735209269?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111715524735209269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111715524735209269' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111715524735209269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111715524735209269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/05/sitting-here-watching-painfully.html' title='Sitting Here Watching Painfully, Defenseless, and Helpless...'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111707394449291545</id><published>2005-05-25T22:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T22:19:04.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Confuzzled and Misplaced</title><content type='html'>Practice was totally bad today.  Simba knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lake Compounce is tomorrow.  I'm not excited cause I knows it gonna rain.  That sucks.  That makes me angry.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also wish that I could talk to someone who I havn't talked to in a very long time . So many things I wish i could say, but i don't know how...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the good ol' days.  What happened to the days when Life was so innocent and fun?  We've known each other for a long time.  What happened?  Why....why did it happen..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is due for a closing with lame entries like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111707394449291545?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111707394449291545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111707394449291545' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111707394449291545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111707394449291545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/05/confuzzled-and-misplaced.html' title='Confuzzled and Misplaced'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111681785731343343</id><published>2005-05-22T22:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T23:18:34.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Wangs, and Hooter's Big Thangs</title><content type='html'>I think it's been a while since I updated.  It feels like a foreign country or something.  Of course, it'd be me that knows all about foreign.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if i didn't cover Thursday, I'm gonna cover it again.  Everyone knows what May 19th, 2005 was.  If you don't, then your head needs to be decapitated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking about the &lt;em&gt;other &lt;/em&gt; head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star Wars was so awesome.  Just awesome.  Yoda is the man.  Eastman and I spent the whole day bragging to people about how we were goign to go see it after school.  It was great.  All our pathetic references to Star Wars topics in our sentences.  We were such cool nerds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the movies, we saw someone dress up as Darth Vader.  He was wearing High Platform shoes.  That was pretty ghetto.   He had the same light saber Roach wanted to buy for a 100 bucks.  Another pathetic, upsessive fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we all had boners for Padame, and for each other.  The movie was just friggin awesome [again].  I was like witnessing the birth of Buddha or Jesus.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Except a billion times better.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet even God would agree.  He'd be like "Word".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, i witness Roach do either the stupidest thing or the coolest thing In the world.  He bouth the 100$ lightsaber.  It was such a waste of a 100 bucks.  For a 100 bucks you could get twenty 5 doller suckie suckies from a prostitude it he Streets of New York...at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was a bizzy bizzy day.  Roach and I decided to screw Lehy practice.  We were like, if the coaches aint gonna appreciate us, why come?  Either that or we were just lazy mother bleepers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We[Eastman, Roach, quachie] went to go see Shawna's last home game for the jv softballers.  They did ok i suppose.  I don't think i need to go into details about the game.  I'll just say those girls knew how to work those bats and balls.  Good grips I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho Ho Ho ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eastman had to go to Lifeguarding school thing.  Roach and I headed to the mall i think.  It was kinda boring and its always a last resort.  I hate the mall.  Except I manage to see Stef Reale there everytime.  That sexy hoe always cheating on me with Orlando all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knows how to break my heart.  Sniff Sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You Like anus?"  or something like that.  Stef, thats something evil to trick Orlando into saying.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking advantage of his ...lower english comprehension cababilities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naughty Girl.  But funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, Roach and I headed to Britney's house.  Neither of us knew it was her birthday party.  I felt pretty bad, i had no idea.  Roach and I woulda brought our fireman stripper costume if we knew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a248.e.akamai.net/f/248/5462/2h/tzrz.safeshopper.com/images/h0oxcue.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ca mon.  Even atleast our leopard thongs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left early from Brit's, to Hooters...  It was Tom's Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He became a big boy that night.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooter's is the place.  I mean, phew...Calientes...Calientes, every corner.  Nemo and I should be working there.  People like Roach could be stuffing tips down our cleavage bra.  Nemo and I would be million aires.  We would go big.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides breast size wise.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.txtycoons.com/images/hooters/small%204%20Hooters%20Logos%203LADIES.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobcat and I finished our 20 wings each.  I felt kinda off that night.  I felt like crap afterwards.  Let me tell you how much I ate.  I ate two big mofo bowls of pasta that evening, and ate some pizza at Brit's party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to comeback and be challenged by Bobcat and Tom, and eat 20 wings.  Thats crazy for me.  Bobcat is a wing eating pussy.  Tom ate like 25, and it was wicked funny.  I won'tsay anything cause he was the man that night.  The birthday man. He did some funny @$$ shiza that night.  I almost shat my pants laughing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, I feel asleep splat on my bed.  I had a wetdream of the Hooter's Girls and Roach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up 8-ish.  I had to go to karate.  I missed most of the Star War's Marathon of the oringinal Star Wars Trilogy plus 1 and 2.  At around 3, Roach copped me and we headed to Peter M's house.  We caught episode 1 and 2.  I almost fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Skip a lot of detail's Here]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday..........., Sunday's are sundays, and I'm tired, so I'm not gonna say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Skipped more details again]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111681785731343343?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111681785731343343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111681785731343343' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111681785731343343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111681785731343343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/05/chicken-wangs-and-hooters-big-thangs.html' title='Chicken Wangs, and Hooter&apos;s Big Thangs'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111646724997618748</id><published>2005-05-18T21:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T21:51:46.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Iron Chef</title><content type='html'>Godddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till tommmorrow after school.  Yo we're headed to Manchester right after school then at 3:30 , the movie starts.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God i've been waiting so friggin long.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am upsessed, but not upssessed enough to spend a &lt;strong&gt;100 dollers on a light saber.... [looks at Roach]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.magicmakers.com/retail/accessories/LSobiwankenobi.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was okaly dokely.  School went on the Same as usual.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, Roach, Nemo, and Eastman came over my house.  We had a Martha Stewart Day, and we baked a cake for Jen for her 16th birthday tomorrow.  I mean, it takes 4 guys to bake one measely crappy cake, when it Jen bakes one bangin @$$ cake with ease.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can honestly tell Jen that the cake we made is awesome.  Because it looks good.  I'm not sure about the taste.  But nobody cares.  To everyone its whats on the outside that counts in this society right?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of our cake.  Nemo is in the cake.  Thats Eastman all the way tot he right.  I'm inside the cake too, you just can't see me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.jldr.com/ohcl03%20cake%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, Roach and I stalled for Lehy practice.  We are so pathetic... We came to practice almost a half hour late.  Kayleigh and especiall Coach Beth got pissed.  We did kinda come to practice late on purpose.  Because when we dropped off eastman, we took the Caroline Fung Shway or whatever it is route to the High.  Practice sucked Balls.  Unlike Star Wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait till tomorrow.  I'm like a little excited Girl on her birthday...[Jen?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also can't wait till Monday.  My late birthday present.  Drools*...Zen Touch...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111646724997618748?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111646724997618748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111646724997618748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111646724997618748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111646724997618748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/05/iron-chef.html' title='&lt;em&gt;The Iron Chef&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111637541871860958</id><published>2005-05-17T20:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T20:16:58.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shut Your F*cking Face Uncle Bleep-er</title><content type='html'>Don't got too much time today.  But here's the news.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, me and Roach for sure are hitting up Manchester Showcase to see Episode 3 at 3:30.  Its gonna be awesome.  I've been waiting so long for this to come.  I'm going to have an orgasm.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havn't been this excited about this since I saw Justin Timberlake live!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111637541871860958?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111637541871860958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111637541871860958' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111637541871860958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111637541871860958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/05/shut-your-fcking-face-uncle-bleep-er.html' title='Shut Your F*cking Face Uncle Bleep-er'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111621218886304250</id><published>2005-05-15T22:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T23:07:03.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are the birthday kisses and that extra hump for good luck?</title><content type='html'>May 15th, the day the The God Like Sexy Asian Dan Quach came out of his mother's lets put it as.... poonany.  yes...Poonany.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what time, what milisecond I was born but im pretty sure its today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this year seems really weird to me.  I'm not excited for my birthday.  Maybe if East or Roach were gonna give me a special booty call today, but I already get enough of that every weekend. [Just kidding]&lt;---slowly walking away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I appreciate everything that people do for me, more than they could imagine, but i just dont feel jumped and excited anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I woke up early.  10:00.  Then later Pops brought me out for a brunch type thing.  Then I went out and i FINALLY copped that New Fall Out Boy Cd:  From Under the Cork Tree.  It is such an awesome cd.  They are an awesome band. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ordered the mp3 player Zen Touch.  Its coming in on my birthday + 3-8 business days.  Lmao, how lame was that.  Well the Zen touch is only a billion times better than the gay ipod. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.rbc.ru/img/cnews/2004/09/20/Zen_Touch_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Yes, I still stand by the fact that Apple products, their computers, their mp3 players, still suck.  I mean who uses a circle scroller for an mp3 player?  The operating system on an ipod is just about as gay as their Macintosh computers.  Yeah, I am hating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.honus.org/rpod.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, went to the movie Unleashed.  It was movie about Jet Li aka Danny Boy literally getting treated as a "bitch"...minues the female in "female dog".  He was treated as a dog, to go beat the crap outta people for the sole purpose of his boss who banged his mom when she was a hooker.  She capped Jet Li's mom, then trained him to be a killer.  Jet Li finds a family and rebels.  Thats the movie in about 3 sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Yeah, im about a billion times better looking than Jet Li.  Cause he's flatchested.  And we all know what the guys look for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.elitefitness.com/images/specials/fsu/manboobs.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to this Asia Buffet thing in Hartford area thing.  Besides all the gangsters, the drugs, the hookers, the Mafia, the triads, the polaks.... it was alright. [just kidding, dont kill me]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironic That my Fortune Cookie said :  "  You are vigorous in words and action."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we all know fortune cookies as crap.  Cause this one was way off.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm actually vigorous in bed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that i've reached the crucial age of [Insert age here]-16, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pro&lt;/strong&gt;: I can now get a job[can also be placed in Con], and start driving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Con&lt;/strong&gt;:  It is now illegal.... to be with Minors [See Bobcat]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Neutral&lt;/strong&gt;:  If drugs were truly illegal then wouldnt East Hartford be a whole county jail or something?   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://news.bbc.co.uk/media/images/38139000/jpg/_38139145_hacklife-pa300.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, thats my birthdate.  Happy the day I came outta my mom's blank after 9  months of suffocation.  It's definetly hot in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lrh-books.com/mailings/newsletter/41/r/img/zygote.jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111621218886304250?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111621218886304250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111621218886304250' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111621218886304250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111621218886304250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/05/where-are-birthday-kisses-and-that.html' title='Where are the birthday kisses and that extra hump for good luck?'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111601178847092665</id><published>2005-05-13T15:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T02:51:05.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>That Little Spice to Life</title><content type='html'>TGIF, man i hated this week.  It sucked.  But thats alright.  Many things in this world suck.  Literally speaking, so does Christian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spanish class, was Ms.  Botone's last day.  Back to Mrs Dinnini, im sure Northman will love that.  Cuz Eastman needs Mrs Dinnini as much as a fish needs water.  They were made for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://barn.svcb.co.uk/images/great_white_shark.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How bout that for a shocker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.cwru.edu/~aag10/classics/shocker/shocker.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming class.  Jared and I are the phuggin nastiest water volleyball team ever man.  He spiked the ball into Chris's face.  I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BIJJJJALLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WHY?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Bijal.  Little Shout out for Bijal.  She got a bunch of awards or something.  One of them was Outstanding Female Xteamer award.  I got pissed.  She stole my award.  I pee-peed my pants afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem, arg harg harg.... I almost fell asleep like usual.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Plus Two class:[aka Math class, but do Tetreault work]  Jen brough in a cake for my birthday on Sunday.  It was one hot bangin caliente cake.  Some mean girls took some of Jen's cake that she made.  It was banging.  As in like I would do that cake over and over again.  And then possibly over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.littleriverbooks.com/hungry.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....hrm....that picture does kinda look like Tetreault.  Umm hrmmm good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetreault:zZzZzZzzzzzzZZZzzzZZzZZzzzZZzZZZzzZZz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dempsey:  Yo during English that sucked.  That stupid graph thing was so much bull.  Ms Dempsey took each student indivdually and friggin tore apart our graphs with interrogation questions.  She made me feel like a terrorist.  That wasn't very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bates Class.  We had a gay quiz.  But i didnt let that stop me.  Anyways, some people sang Happy Birthday to me.  That was so first grade and it was embarassing. Michael Jackson sings Happy Birthday to little kids.  But thanks anyways.  I felt like my kid sister all over again!  It was totally awesome.  But I am sorry I am not a little kid anymore.  My perspective of life is totally different from when i was little.  Everything cept:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Life is Easy&lt;br /&gt;2. I want momma&lt;br /&gt;3. I want candy&lt;br /&gt;4. I want this and that&lt;br /&gt;5. My mom combs my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, last by not least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Girls still got cooties.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practice for swimming sucked like usual.  Beth got really pissed at me.  Oh well, wut can ya do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we continued our new tradition which is to go to Carmela's for pizza every friday after swim practice.  Eastman couldnt come cause he got screwed over doggy style. Carmela's pizza is  one bangin dog.  I couldnt eat all of my pizza.  Roach threatened me to make me eat it.  I almost cried as i tried to eat by miserably failed.  We saw Big T and Petey Wheatie there.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we went to the mall.  That was ok.  It got kinda boring after a little while.  We headed to my place.  Roach, Nemo, and I Showed Diane what a real webcam is supposed to be like.  Which included many lets word this carefully...."strange" stuff.  It was all Nemo's idea.  He threatened to eat us.  We got scared.  Sorry Diane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nemo got upssessed with the fireworks my bro showed him.  He blew one up in my room.  I've got one simple word[s] for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gay/Stupid/Fat//Hideous/ and IWannaBangHim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose One of those words that fit his personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I'd go with the last. &lt;br /&gt;Cuz, you know what they say, &lt;strong&gt;more cushion for the pushin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Btw.  Whoa, Yes I am a Star Wars Nerd.  Hot daggit Right.  The Thursday coming up, my plan with Roach is to immediatly head out to Showcase after school and buy tickets early for the movie.  That way we dont gotta wait for no gay line.  Omg i can't wait.  I feel like Eastman's sister at the Kelly Clarkson Concert.  Cept this is a billion times better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew, sounds orgasmic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111601178847092665?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111601178847092665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111601178847092665' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111601178847092665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111601178847092665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/05/that-little-spice-to-life.html' title='That Little Spice to Life'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111585807129670047</id><published>2005-05-11T20:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T20:34:31.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've lost my touch for today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111585807129670047?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111585807129670047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111585807129670047' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111585807129670047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111585807129670047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/05/ive-lost-my-touch-for-today.html' title='I&apos;ve lost my touch for today.'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111577981558285204</id><published>2005-05-10T22:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T22:50:15.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I see Your true Colors Now</title><content type='html'>Someone I put my faith and trust into, has yet to disapoint me.  Somehow I'm not very surprised.  To be honest, I almost expected something like this from you.  But you choose the wrong person to betray.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is one thing I take to heart, it would be trust, and you, you ....you.... hideous ...thing.... would do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But by now, I'm used to being betrayed by people like you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have other friends"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if you have so many other friends, then whats losing another to you?   I have so many other friends, whats so bad about losing a stuck up whore like you, to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you won't stand beside me like I would have for you, heh, you can go screw yourself then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing In my heart will ever make me apologize to your sadistic face.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You reap what you sow, slut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111577981558285204?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111577981558285204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111577981558285204' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111577981558285204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111577981558285204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-see-your-true-colors-now.html' title='I see Your true Colors Now'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111568019985489604</id><published>2005-05-09T18:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T19:12:33.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Gonna Get Free, Ride into the Sun...</title><content type='html'>Monday.  Friggin BullSmit.  I stayed up till 2 am working on Ronald McDonald's essay.  Like Bijal, i totally b.s.-ed it.  The only differences is that her b.s. smells good to Tetro, if you catch my drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had to study for a chem test that i did bad on.  And I had to do homework due today before each class.  That sucked.  Dempsey's class, i got screwed. I didn't read that stupid chapter book.  It slipped my mind.  Totally.  I was thinking about telling Ms Dempsey, that reading this was against my religion.  But then again, what religion am i again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jewish?  Hindu?  Muslim?  Kahloism?  &lt;---[Frida Kahlo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fembio.org/images/FB-frida-kahlo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School certainly sucked.  May, everyone's birthsday seems to be during May.  Just weird.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practice.  Same as usually.  Got a crappy @$$ calf cramp.  Right when the cramp settled down, roach rams right into me, provoking cramp pains again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had stomache cramps, but I dont think it was from swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;But.  Thanks Goodness that there is a solution for everything.  For this particular cramp there is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.masune.com/images/products/57015Ml.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till Next Month it is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111568019985489604?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111568019985489604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111568019985489604' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111568019985489604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111568019985489604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-gonna-get-free-ride-into-sun.html' title='I&apos;m Gonna Get Free, Ride into the Sun...'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111553138330491566</id><published>2005-05-08T01:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T01:53:56.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Phuck the Po-Po's, Run For it!</title><content type='html'>Hrm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday.  I think I went to practice all messed up and came out of it like Hartford just been raped by black and hispanic people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with my anal whole hurting. [lmao ewww... jk]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after practice, we copped eastman, and Roach and I headed up to Carmela's.  We was hungry as potsmokers with the muchies.  So we banged that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed up to the mall.  That was boring as usual.  But we came up with the theory that the mall is the place for gothic people and gangsters to hang out.  Roach also mentioned that the mall has been desgined so that the preppies are on the bottom floor, and the skaters/gothics/grown ups are on the upper.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Disney Store is on the second floor.  And I'm pretty darn sure I saw Michael Jackson in there with the little kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday...Chilled out.  Chilled at Eastman's for the first time in the world.  Saw Eastman's sister.  And Eastman told his sister I asked him if his sister was hot.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blushed like a little lesbian girl from the Jackson 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't Wait Till she hits the High school,  matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call dibs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding.  Kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, just kidding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so afterwards we headed to McDonald's.  We saw some hoes there.  Big [small] Hoes.  One of them was drunk.  Either that or she was drunk and was high.  She made a total @$$ of herself.  It was funny.  I think her name was Becca/Becky or some drunk name like that.  I mean she had two lazy eyes.  Eastman and I thought she was asian for a second.  She called Roach, John.  She was talking jibber jabbish or in some asian language.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her I was gay.  She got really interested like she had a penis or something.  I got scared.  I think she took me seriously.  Is there something he/she/it wants to tell us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just smiled and nodded our heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shoulda called her Nemo's fraturnal twin.  She was about on the same weight division as him. Give or take a pound.  Shoulda Coulda Woulda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed home early that night.  Momma was Pissed at me.  Weekend sucks, and I gotta do Ronald McDonald's Essay.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Do List:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Make Wild Love with Eastman's Sister.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Make Wild Love with Eastman.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Make Wild Love with Roach.[done]&lt;br /&gt;4.  Make Fun of that Drunk Girl Again.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Get the Muchies again.&lt;br /&gt;6.  This is the devil's number&lt;br /&gt;7.  Seven is Lucky&lt;br /&gt;8.  Eight just sounds crappy.&lt;br /&gt;9.  "9" is "6"'s Companion in "69"&lt;br /&gt;10. Has Too many digits&lt;br /&gt;11. Just Stop Here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.  Do your mom. [Happy Mother's Day]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's Nothing Like a Milf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111553138330491566?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111553138330491566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111553138330491566' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111553138330491566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111553138330491566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/05/phuck-po-pos-run-for-it.html' title='Phuck the Po-Po&apos;s, Run For it!'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111526062833833063</id><published>2005-05-04T22:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T22:37:08.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wise Words of Jen</title><content type='html'>So like Yesterday in math, Jen is practicing poem writing or some poo like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's only an apetitizer  of an apetizer of Jen's masterpieces:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAN QUACH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Lazy With&lt;br /&gt;"If I musts" with tired&lt;br /&gt;eyes and bodies, full of&lt;br /&gt;energy but sighing&lt;br /&gt;don't want to, can't make me&lt;br /&gt;I.....What was I saying?&lt;br /&gt;a patato on&lt;br /&gt;the couch of life&lt;br /&gt;yaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwnnn....&lt;br /&gt;I love to tell you, make you&lt;br /&gt;think I will actually do it.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll sleep instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By The Coolest Bestest Poet in the Asian World--Jen S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice poem Jen.  Its about 99.9% not true about me.  Because A person with as many booty calls as me ain't &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hrm...well back to life.  Been a lot crossing my mind lately.  My life and school just kinda screw me over.  Its a lot of weight on me, frankly...more than my weight and Nemo's combined....Doubled....triple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now thats a lot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I crossed a quote i heard from someone a while ago. It's sad , yet it brings high hope.  Just mixed feelings, but here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Sometimes you need to let the ones you love go, if they come back,&lt;br /&gt;they are yours, if they don't, they never were..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interpret it how you like.  Night ladies and gentlemen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111526062833833063?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111526062833833063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111526062833833063' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111526062833833063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111526062833833063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/05/wise-words-of-jen.html' title='The Wise Words of Jen'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111516401494260597</id><published>2005-05-03T19:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T20:02:04.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I went down to the beach and saw Kiki, She was, like, all "ehhhh" , And I was, like, "whatever!"</title><content type='html'>Back to school. That can only mean things get duller and duller as time passes.  I'm sorta lookin towards to Lake Compounce on May 26th.  But I think its stupid to let all the other non x-teamer kids go to Six Flags when we work a billion times harder.  I mean, why should they get the benefits of going to a better place? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thehumorwriter.com/Getting_Older______Not_Better/Fast_Food_Woes/fastfood-cashier.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Half of them will be working for us anyways.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laugh Out Loud, Just playing.  [Or am I?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started out this banging day w/o getting kicked/slapped/felt up in the nuts by Emily, Ashley, Diane, or Courtney, or Sam, Or Gilette, or Nemo or even myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good start.  Spanish we had a test.  It was as easy as a Mexican that just freshly migrated over the border to America and took this spanish test.  I was that Mexicano.  I &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; that Mexicano.  That sexy wild man from the Rio Grande.  And I'll tell you what, it was definetly a &lt;em&gt;Rio Grande&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://edition.cnn.com/WEATHER/9908/23/hurricane.06/texas.rio.grande.river.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health...Yeah we learned about Suicide.  Why doesn't "H" just put on Last Resort by Papa Roach.  I mean its a whole lesson in a 3 minute song.  A Whole entire lesson.  "God damnit!"  I miss H being a coach on the swim team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem...sucks my chorizo like usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetreault, we had a black sub with a nice tan.  A Very Nice tan. He shoulda tried out for Sexiest man Alive.  He'd atleast be in the top 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunchtime....  "I ate that pussy like shrimp fried Rice!"[See Colt 45 lyrics]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dempsey's Class.... "I ate that .....^^^^^^^^^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST KIDDING KIDDING KINDDING KIDDING KIDDING KIDDING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ew.  Cooties.  Cooties.  Ugh.  Yuck.  Smuck.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then bates Class.  Yo Mister bates is a hard core @$$ motherf*cker.  Yo, yesterday, that dude opened a door and slammed it against the face of a Puerto Rican kid.  Yo thats hardcore.  Mister Bates was boutta mess up that Rican kid furthur, but ya know how merciful "B8$" [Bates] is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny stuff Misterrr Bates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Today, Mr Bates said that all Asian people looked the same.  He tried to play it off like he was just kidding.  But I know he really meant it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just he fears asian peeps.  But seriously all asian people dont look the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause i ain't seen another that got a fine booty as me yet. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then swimming later on.  Man today was hardcore.   My arms were already dead coming into practice from the previous practices.  Rob just destroyed us.  He was that sexy babe in lingerie with that dirty leather whip.  I mean he killed us so bad, he made a girl cry.  I felt bad for her.  I dont even know if she felt bad because of the difficulty , by my sister...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have my asian blessing.  Not that it means a lot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizza was just kinda sitting back, chillin as a life guard.  Honestly Pizza, we dont need a lifeguard at Lehy.  Its just rediculous man.  Pretty much every swimmer in that pool is a lifeguard.  Im guessing Jackwin is, Roach is...and im betting my money that the quality of their lifeguarding skils match that of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Again.  Not that it means a lot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey Pizza, when that kid whipped you in the eye with his belt by accident, man u got pissed.  I would too but...Jeebus. You didn't have to break his nose.  Break his Arm.  Give him a bloody nose.....&lt;strong&gt;Then Give him a free sex change...  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.beckysweb.co.uk/images/sywtbat_cover_plain.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats It.   "I've got SunShine"  , peace to my Mongolian Sand Wiggars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111516401494260597?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111516401494260597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111516401494260597' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111516401494260597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111516401494260597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-went-down-to-beach-and-saw-kiki-she.html' title='I went down to the beach and saw Kiki, She was, like, all &quot;ehhhh&quot; , And I was, like, &quot;whatever!&quot;'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111507963343220941</id><published>2005-05-02T20:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T20:35:05.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A-B-C , Its Easy as 1-2-3...</title><content type='html'>Rainy weather is never great.  My mood matches the weather.  Rain...Rain..Go Away...Come back another Day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wakeup...School...Schoolwork at home...swim practice...schoolwork...sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till a better sunny day it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111507963343220941?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111507963343220941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111507963343220941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111507963343220941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111507963343220941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/05/b-c-its-easy-as-1-2-3.html' title='A-B-C , Its Easy as 1-2-3...'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111500062315013616</id><published>2005-05-01T22:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T22:23:43.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Always a Good Competition when two sucky teams go against Each other.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Good Friend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/good-friend.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're always willing to listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or lend a shoulder to cry on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're there through thick and thin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people consider you their "best friend"!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindoffriendareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Friend Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I admit, this was totally lazy of me.  Just a simple copy and paste, but do i really want to talk about a Sunday Weekend?  Thats Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i remembered a couple funny quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Bengay?&lt;br /&gt;2.  My name's John Nash, I'm being Held against my will. [repeat several times]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one is from a Beautiful Mind. Go watch it.  Then when you hear this quote, you will either laugh your @$$ off or say this Quach kid is really gay and stupid...as if you didn't think that already.  If you do, Just...just...leave me alone...crying by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace my Nigerian Heroes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111500062315013616?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111500062315013616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111500062315013616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111500062315013616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111500062315013616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-always-good-competition-when-two.html' title='It&apos;s Always a Good Competition when two sucky teams go against Each other.'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111492001718624704</id><published>2005-04-30T23:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T00:00:17.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Jammed Fingers, a Jammed Thumb, and a Deep Cameltoe</title><content type='html'>I woke up at 7:00 am.  My sensei picked me up at 8:00 and with my bro we road up to the tournament.  I'd decided I didn't want to eat anything cause the feeling of getting upper-cutted with a full stomache didnt sound like the brightest idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, I was feeling extrememly tired cause I hit the sack around 1:00 am.  So i stopped at got some energy drink called Monster.  Well that sucked, cause It didnt really work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first part of this tournament was Kata...or what is known as "Forms".  Its "more or less" choreographed moves.  I had to wait a line forever till it was my turn to go.  It took forever.  I was getting leg cramps and just plain regular cramps cause I was Pms-ing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for not being in the dojo for like a while, I did pretty well.  It was the first time I did that "kata" for a long while.  I mean when I did it, i forgot a few moves, but I kinda did it so no one would notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came out with first place for forms.  Wow*  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came Kubudo, which is Weapons.  I wasn't in that cause apparently they don't accept chopsticks or even dildos as a form of Japanese Weapons.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't tell them about the Japanese Hello Kitty Dildo.  That mighta upset them a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was sparring which a more or less controlled fighting.  I "Shoulda" also taken first, but i got kinda cheated out of it.  The judges told me myself that they couldnt call points for me cause I'm so big they couldnt see anything and that they were positioned in once place, that they werent gonna move around and actually call points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoulda Coulda Woulda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy about the sparring.  The trophy didnt really matter to me, I could care less.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that tournament I came out with First in Forms, and a shoulda first but jypted Second Sparring.  I also got the First place for being the sexiest martial artist there.  San gave that one to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also came out with 2 jammed finger and a mystery jammed finger and big toe.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards I came home, chilled out.  Rocked out with my cock out.  Played AA.  Went back to sleep at 6 pm.  THen WOke up at 11 pm.  Hot stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111492001718624704?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111492001718624704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111492001718624704' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111492001718624704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111492001718624704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/three-jammed-fingers-jammed-thumb-and.html' title='Three Jammed Fingers, a Jammed Thumb, and a Deep Cameltoe'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111483328131460964</id><published>2005-04-29T23:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T00:02:32.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where There is a Will, there is a Way</title><content type='html'>Its about 11:43 pm.  What an "ok to bad" night.  All the plans with Jen and Sam kinda went down the kazoo.  Eastman is for-the-day grounded.  Everyone else was busy.  It kinda sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 9:00 Nemo and Jim came.  Then Gilette.  It was kinda  a spur of the moment.  We just chilled till 10:30 playing some card games, and ...dickin around.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Saturday.  I just finished Watching Kung Fu Hustle.  I find it ironic that im going to a karate tournament tomorrow.  And the fact that i've been occupied from swimming and slim to none time in the dojo will highly disadvatage me for tomorrow.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done giving pity to myself though.  I've been through enough tournaments and all the trophies i've won all mean nothing to me.  Its an ugly piece of metal.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats why when i remember once when Nemo was at my place, he asked  me why my swim team trophy was hidden in a corner in my room underneath stuff. I simply told him, trophies mean nothing to me.  And that it wasnt important to me.  Its the actual memory and being through everything is whats enough for me.  Cause I won't ever need no trophy or platt to remind me of us beating the crap outta Manchester 04-05 and having one awesome season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though to my brother, people who don't get trophies and dont come in first,.... &lt;strong&gt;thats what the losers say.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha, My brother is truly evil, but let it slide cause he could pummel me to the ground anytime, like Nemo did to me on the futon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow if i come home empty handed or not, it doesnt matter.  What matters is that i used  a Saturday Weekend that ZI coulda been chillin with peeps and 10 bucks that coulda went to Carmela's Pizza, but instead i spent it at this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only compare real competitiveness to when I competed in Karate tournaments when i was younger.  Winnning Trophies seemed first priority to me, but when years passed, they got kinda queer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel chilled out and very careless about this tournament tomorrow.  I realize im ranting on about it, but its something to write about.  I'm not nervous as much as the other years, because maybe for once in my life im doing something for the fun of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no will power to beat the crap of the other person when Im sparring them, but I just want to have fun tomorrow.  Unless the person is really ugly, i'll be doing them a favor by putting them out of commision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be done by evening time.  So if something's up, get back at me, unless i come back home in pieces.  Rease's Pieces that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace my White Trashers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111483328131460964?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111483328131460964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111483328131460964' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111483328131460964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111483328131460964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/where-there-is-will-there-is-way.html' title='Where There is a Will, there is a Way'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111474263046611243</id><published>2005-04-28T22:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T22:43:50.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Remembered How Much Swimming Sucks</title><content type='html'>Arnt Thursday one of the greatest days?  Cause Its the day you kinda say to urself, its gunna be friday, and that means its the weekend.  And that means we can have crazy parties where the guys strip down and have one big hoedown.  Now thats a clean party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the morning we kinda met up in the Pool lobby like usual.  All i remembered was spitting some apple juice onto Courtney and the next second we had an ultimate fighting, k-1, tae-bo, karate sparring, fight to the death match.  I mean i was kickin her (_)(_)...but then she just kinda pulled a cheap one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went below the belt and kinda like felt up my balls.  It was a painful sensation.  I think she enjoyed it a little too much, but don't worry, Nemo did too.  And Yeah, trashing Nemo really never gets old.  He's kinda our scapegoat.  Actually, he kinda looks like Snowball from Animal Farm too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snort Snort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your thang down, flip it, and reverse it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cept Opposite that, fastfoward to later.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah...Lehy.  Oh Lehy.  Lehy +Rob as your coach = one big crappy practice.  I felt dead after practice today.  It was so bad.  It was like getting felt up in the nuts by Courtney times a billion.  It ain't right.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah....this is a crappy post.  Stupid asian.  It doesn't deserve pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way.  Tomorrow is Friday.  Thats like the only day im gonna be Free. So if we gun do something, its gotta be tomorrow.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday im busy with that stupid karate tournament.  Blow me some luck.  Not that I need it.  I just wish i had a chance to spar my brother in this tournament.  That'd probly be the best match ever.  Though I'd get my little behind kicked, i could give him a fight for his money.  [Hear that San?  Thats a challenge negro.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till Tomorrow it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111474263046611243?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111474263046611243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111474263046611243' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111474263046611243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111474263046611243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-just-remembered-how-much-swimming.html' title='I Just Remembered How Much Swimming Sucks'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111464748727379650</id><published>2005-04-27T20:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T20:24:44.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful Mind</title><content type='html'>Talking to Diane, and she said one of the funniest things.  Made my evening.  Good hard laugh.  I dont need to talk about myself, cause this tops of any PMS moment of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;danusia dm 08 (8:13:20 PM): lol wow ur bored huh&lt;br /&gt;AZn SeNsAtiOn X (8:13:26 PM): nope just sore and tired&lt;br /&gt;danusia dm 08 (8:13:46 PM): aww nemo wasn't at practice right&lt;br /&gt;AZn SeNsAtiOn X (8:13:52 PM): he plays Volleyball&lt;br /&gt;AZn SeNsAtiOn X (8:13:56 PM): hes a fat pussy&lt;br /&gt;AZn SeNsAtiOn X (8:14:08 PM):  while Roach and I get sexier&lt;br /&gt;danusia dm 08 (8:14:29 PM): yea i k he was like give me a $1 for some food and i was like u have all the fat u need come on now lol&lt;br /&gt;AZn SeNsAtiOn X (8:14:36 PM): LMFAO&lt;br /&gt;danusia dm 08 (8:14:36 PM): AHAHahHA&lt;br /&gt;AZn SeNsAtiOn X (8:14:37 PM): AHAHAHAHHAHAA&lt;br /&gt;danusia dm 08 (8:14:38 PM): right&lt;br /&gt;AZn SeNsAtiOn X (8:14:41 PM): ROFLMFAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that ends that.  See my sub profile for more Nemo Guns.  Its a sub page, calling "making life happier" or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...5 minutes later "The Crucifying of Diane on Nemo starts..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AZn SeNsAtiOn X (8:15:32 PM): phew...good laugh there&lt;br /&gt;danusia dm 08 (8:15:32 PM): o yes that has to get printed out and like taped to nemo's forhead so he won't forget lmao&lt;br /&gt;AZn SeNsAtiOn X (8:15:45 PM): we dont want to make the boy suicidal&lt;br /&gt;danusia dm 08 (8:16:29 PM): yea well not suicidal but slim fast or something man have u looked at that kid he could give jeff some fat and he would still look the same &lt;br /&gt;danusia dm 08 (8:16:50 PM): lol i have to stop b.c i have made fun of nemo enough today lol:-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmfao....Nemo we love you man.  We're just playing around.  Now come over and sleep on my futon with me.  Sexy beastly man you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://game.3dgw.com/~area51/pics/fat-man-wheel-barrow-s.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not an exageration.  Kisses*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111464748727379650?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111464748727379650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111464748727379650' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111464748727379650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111464748727379650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/beautiful-mind.html' title='A Beautiful Mind'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111448180437687503</id><published>2005-04-25T22:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T22:28:24.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Get out the Sex Whip, Its Lehy Torture time.</title><content type='html'>A bow wa wa wa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf was that?!  Eh, that was  just a distinct noise i remember Joe making to annoy the |-| 3 |_ |_ out of Matt.  Poor buerk brothers.  They fight too much sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Back to the center of the stage...[the male strippers]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was okay today.  Nothing significant really happened today at school,  Other than girls were hitting on me like usual.  So were the guys.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But hey, thats life my friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for spanish Eric brought a Jewish Item, it was like matza with apple stuff on top.  The apple was bangin but that kracker stuff was as nasty as a white person on drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offense to my Jews. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lamp.ac.uk/trs/Images_JS/flag_jewish.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on in the day Lehy...began.[angry constipated face goes here] Roach and I had the atitude that we were gonna get our little sexy bootylicious behind kicked by those little immigrants to the High, but we didnt do that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of myself.  I can LAP...THATS RIGHT....LAP  the Middle School Lane Six Kids that started at Lehy High school with me today.  That was pretty gangster.  Cause like last year as a freshie, the totally raped me in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't rape them back though. Thats just nasty. I leave that to all the Christian priests, and the one and only Prince of Pop himself: Michael Jackson.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.encarta.msn.com/xrefmedia/sharemed/targets/images/pho/t040/T040612A.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lehy practice wasn't so bad today at the High.  Two hours wasnt so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then you got people like adam swimmming at the middle saying his puny arms are sore.  Eh, dont worry my sexy amigo, when Ashley Combs is faster than you, you know you are definetly screwed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait...She is faster than you isn't she Adam?  Hrm...[Resoures Receives from Shoes]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss swimming at the middle.  Coach Ed is a great Coach.  Now I have Rob.  He doesn't seem as much of an a-hole as during my freshman year on the highschool swim team.  He's probably being nice and not using profanity because he likes to think he's the lady's man and wont say nuthin bad in front of em'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, screw the manners infront of a lady for a second.  Rob is a pussy.  But w/e, i cant really judge him....well, yes i can, cause i had to have him as an  &lt;strong&gt;ASS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strike&gt;istant&lt;/strike&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;HOLE&lt;/strong&gt; Coach during the swim season for freshie year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practices wasnt that bad, I'll survive i Hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember:  Don't Pick your nose, pick your cameltoe.****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111448180437687503?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111448180437687503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111448180437687503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111448180437687503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111448180437687503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/get-out-sex-whip-its-lehy-torture-time.html' title='Get out the Sex Whip, Its Lehy Torture time.'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111437811368851396</id><published>2005-04-24T17:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T17:29:37.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Has Eastman Gone???  :(</title><content type='html'>Yo Saturday, was pretty ok.  I went to karate in the morning, then i found out Kent was cancelled and post poned till next Saturday.  I was gangsta with that.  So don't player hate on me, player hate on somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roach was gonna come to my place at about 3.  Then i talked with adam and he was like, wanna come to Nikki B's Birthday party?  I was like, "Yeah , im hip with that"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing was Nikki only expected me, but i brought along Nemo, Roach, and Eastman.  That was kinda hot.  Considering I love playing pool with eastman and Adam.  All our guys holding our sticks and poking each other's ball.  God.  That is Cambell quality "urm hrmmmm good..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the party we went to Adam's place.  Man we were all so hungry.  I mean i was starving.  Omg man, i had never felt that hungry before.  I Was't going to take no bs from nobody.  Eastman called me gay or something.  Some people can't handle the truth.  But that was the last string I had with eastman.  I wanted to beat the living hell outta him.  I was so hungry though.  So hungry.  Eastman was looking mighty fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img214.echo.cx/img214/5787/eastman9sn.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at him, and he looked so bootylicious.  God we were all so hungry.  So i talked to Roach and Nemo while Eastman was busy looking at gay porn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Don't exactly remembered what happened to Eastman, But i do remember the end result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img214.echo.cx/img214/9677/eastmaneate9zx.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards We all couldnt find eastman.  but Roach, Nemo and I were full.  We found his glasses next to the bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's Eastman?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111437811368851396?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111437811368851396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111437811368851396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111437811368851396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111437811368851396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/where-has-eastman-gone.html' title='Where Has Eastman Gone???  :('/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111424202706068481</id><published>2005-04-23T03:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T03:40:57.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning Sunshine!</title><content type='html'>Right, well its 3:30 am right now.  staying up early/late , w/e way you see it lately.  Hrm... at 10 i got karate.  Then at 3 i got our Kent tournament, which im crossing my fingers that It will all work out like Tommy Lee and Pam Anderson did.... Uhh....That didnt go right did it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Friday Friday Friday.  I went out and copped me the same exact goggles.  I am so happy cause those were the best BLEEP goggles in the friggin world.  Went to taco bell.  Ate that place out.  Then as soon as i get home, its around 7:30, i see matt E , i/m me saying mafia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, i was like HOLY **** , it totaly slipped my mind.  It was like oh no, stop in the name of love.  I had to do something to get there cause like Mafia friggin rules.  I felt bad cause Simba kinda reminded me like 20 times that there was Mafia.  Dang, I am so stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i called Bobcat up, and got hooked up with a ride there.  Man I totally raped everyone when i was in the mafia.  Even though we were disadvantaged when i accidently flipped Bobcat's mafia card when he was on my side.  My bad holme dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took it home in the mafia.  Sweet home alabama.  I think Kenyione was having a bad night cause he kinda got screwed over a few times.  Sucks to be him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is our East division for Kent.  I'm crossing my fingers it'll work out cause some groups are MIA , doing each other or something.  Gawwwwwddddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see what happens.  For now I'm out like me at a salad bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave on a positive note,  the anal of my mouth.  How dirty did that sound?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img246.echo.cx/img246/1645/mouth7dc.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111424202706068481?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111424202706068481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111424202706068481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111424202706068481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111424202706068481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/good-morning-sunshine.html' title='Good Morning Sunshine!'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111405434757571162</id><published>2005-04-20T23:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T23:57:43.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'>That Sh*t is Whack/ Crack Kills</title><content type='html'>Vacation is moving as good as my hips on a donkey's jack@$$.  The structure of a Quach vacation is be really bored until about 1 am, then go chill out with the guys and have good jolly ol' times.  Plenty of homosexual Moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill start with 2 days ago if i can even think far .  See cause my short term memory is about as short as the length of my eyes.  Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i think Roach Eastman and I chilled out.  Burgin stopped by my house on his bike.  He called me up and was like "Quach im riding my pimped out Mountain bike with 10 inch subs"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, "whatever player."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Zach comes and he stops by really quick.  What is this kid's problem?  He rode like 3 miles to my house to stay for 4 friggin minutes .  That earns Burgin a spot next to Nemo in stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouchies.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a boner hunch for Carmela's Pizza we all headed there to &lt;strong&gt;eat some pie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ryka.it/Films/0-A/Galleria%201/Grandi/american%20pie.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we headed on a journey with the ladies Emily and Diane.  We kinda just crashed their movie experience, but we added the little spice that makes a person , go "yoinkers!" [in an orgasmic way] --&gt;oh, the  guys know all about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls wanted to go see the gayest movie in the world... "Guess Who?"  .  It was some dipsh*t movie about an interacial marriage between a white dude and a black sister fromt he neighborhood....you hear?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.movieweb.com/galleries/2739/posters/poster1_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See someone like me should have a deeper respect since im asian and Roach is white.  But I hear they made gay marriage legal in Connecticut, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the movie sucked, and i admit i was being a pussy and didnt want to sneak into Sin City cause there was a frigging FAT @$$ black lady with thick cushioned mother*************************-ing glasses staring us down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better safe than sorry guys.  Use condoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That pretty much ends that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday,  we decided we would go hit the Bocce for once at Foran.  It was pretty cool holding our two balls to show off who was the best ball handler around.  Eastman and Roach did a pretty darn good job.  A terrific job.  I mean their grips on their balls, was just simply amazing.  A-m-a-z-i-n-g.  M&amp;M Amazing Worthyness.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we headed to free swim.  God that lifeguard girl is so hot.  and for some reason she knows my name.  Fine with me.  She called my by my first name.  Its like a sex call when u call me by "Dan".  Don't worry I carry around my sex tools where ever i go, so that the caliente lifeguard and matt eastman are always in luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came up with a quick plan that we would go to Hong Kong Buffet, then stop by all our houses to get black clothing, then head out to play with a larger crowd this time at Foran.  Well at HK Buffet, Roach forced me to stuff my face.  It was painful.  As he watched me in pleasure watching me almost choke on rice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Foran park there was...[slight pause for thinking]..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roach, Nemo, Gilette, Bobcat, Simba, *Dan*[booty call], Boom, ValaienNncourte [screw his gay last name], Eastman the Russian Terrist, the gay neighbors, and the gay cop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So The scapegoat for the night was Gilette since he is the loudest person.  Sure we all screamed but blaming Gilette sure makes me feel better about my loud @$$. So the cop came, and saw Eastman and an asian.  Eastman mentioned to me that he was very thankful i wasnt black.  Cause if matt was white, and i was black, that cop woulda strip searched up for drugs man.  That sh*t is whack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.digitaljournalist.org/issue0103/assign/images/MH-Stabbing_arrest.JPEG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night ended suckily.  It was like an asian prostitute saying "Five dolla suckie suckie"... Yeah it was that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roach and Nemo stayed over my house again.  Roach is the master of the futon.  But he's also the master of my domain.  Yeah, i dont want to talk about it.  It was kinda awkward.  Very.  [Things that make you go BWUHHHHH]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://library.thinkquest.org/26618/gather/expressions/28/disgusted.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working on this entry for moments at a time as everytime i get interupted.  So now I finish the Trilogy of This the Tues-Wed-Thurs Day week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i was supposed to spend it with my mom some way.  But she abandoned me at home, so screw the next door neighbor's daugter, i went out to visit miss Jenny Jenny with bobcat and Roach.  we talked about things as her Dog tried to bite off Roach's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fed the dog cheese.  I seduced the dog with my asian ways.  I threatened to eat it.  I threatened to eat the cats.  The Dog still tried to kill me.  Its ok.  I still kinda love that dog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This night ended really boring.  But as long as i can feel the bass, im straight.  On my agenda of this weekend is to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Work on Spanish Project&lt;br /&gt;2.  Work on reading animal Farm[Writtin by a Peda]&lt;br /&gt;3.  Watch more Peda Clips[Watch Animal Farm Movie]&lt;br /&gt;4.  Show Eastman how to play America's Army.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Show the Gal's How to Strip Dance&lt;br /&gt;6.  And a combination of Working, Watching, and Showing... the Ladies.&lt;br /&gt;7.  Slap some hoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well those were some good days.  This one is kinda long, but I got messed up everytime, so here it is.  Wow this entry is lame.  Screw you foos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111405434757571162?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111405434757571162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111405434757571162' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111405434757571162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111405434757571162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/that-sht-is-whack-crack-kills.html' title='That Sh*t is Whack/ Crack Kills'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111402188764059202</id><published>2005-04-20T14:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T14:31:27.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/262/2806/1024/Update%20Bracket.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/262/2806/400/Update%20Bracket.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE ON THE RIGHT SIDE OF THE BRACKET WILL BE PLAYING ON SATURDAY one PM, at Owen's B House!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;Hello&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111402188764059202?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111402188764059202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111402188764059202' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111402188764059202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111402188764059202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/everyone-on-right-side-of-bracket-will.html' title=''/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111388169289300257</id><published>2005-04-18T23:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T12:09:57.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Marvelous Maggot Moon Master mutt Messy Motherf*ckin Monday</title><content type='html'>Woke up at 10:58.  Yes 2 minutes before my goal time.  So proud of myself.  Do the math if you dont know, go Ask Nemo.  He might know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went go hang out today.  Bobcat, Eastman, Roach, Nemo and I.  and also &amp;^$$^$%^%#&amp;^$*&amp;^*(          Try to guess that last name sexy.  You know who you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a good time at where we hung out.  But it included Nemo slapping my nuts, taking the humungous ball things  and everyone roling it on me while i was T-K-O ed on the ground.  Yes it did hurt that bad.  All you bastards just made it worse.  and it didnt help when Bobcat crushed my head.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ucdmc.ucdavis.edu/healthjournal/mar_apr_97_hj/images/art_images/headache.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note To Self:  I owe Nemo a kick to the nuts.  I Mighty hard one also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gideonth.com/ljmblog/MacKickNuts.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it also included me receiving an atomic wedgie which totally hurt like crazy.  It was uncalled for and way below the belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tonova.typepad.com/thesuddencurve/images/wedgie.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went exploring around the outskirts of O Connel.  There was that nasty swamp as usual.  Roach and I dumped some cushion in there, and we explored the Paintball area in the woods.  Now i wanna play paintball with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards everyone went their seperate ways for a wee bit.  It was like everymom in the neighborhood calling their kids back to dinner.  It was definetly like that.  Then we decided we'd go to Foran (spelling?) Park to play some flashlight Tag.  Man it was pretty banging.  I had a Great escape where Simba forced me to jump off from the top of the slide.  I got home Scot Free.  It made me horny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roach went the night touchless.  I'll give him the benefit of the doubt. Eastman was the spotter monster.  Bobcat was the hider.  Simba was ratted out by Nemo the traitor.  Quach had the Great escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the game of Flashlight tag, honestly, a black person would actually far excel farther than any other player.  Its not enough that they are stereotyped to be the faster darnest runners, but its in the darker, so their skin tone color mates the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.melemarce.com/Miti_passati/Immagini/JaleelWhite--SteveUrkel_in_8sottoUnTetto3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Steve Urkel is standing up for me, then i must be right hot dangit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing Eastman, Roach, Nemo, and Bobcat are all white.  I'm tan, I got a little bit of an advantage.  But none of us are black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Shucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I gotta talk to Owen soon about Thursday.  For our East Division.  Ill get to you guys soon.  For now, my legs are kinda sore, so peace, my advatageous Flashlight tag nergroes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Aids live on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111388169289300257?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111388169289300257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111388169289300257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111388169289300257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111388169289300257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/marvelous-maggot-moon-master-mutt.html' title='Marvelous Maggot Moon Master mutt Messy Motherf*ckin Monday'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111378220251850882</id><published>2005-04-17T19:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T20:00:40.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One to Many "Really"</title><content type='html'>Today's Sunday sucked.  A missed oppertunity for good times with the guys.  There's always tomorrows at Jens.[i hope]  So I'll leave on a positive thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in the mix, I remembered the 4, 5, or 6, hot chicks called the Spice Girls.  Hewl, I think they even had a movie on them.  Roach, we should rent it. They had this really gay song I remember.  It was a great song.  I'm gonna to remember the lyrics and &lt;strong&gt;seduce Nemo&lt;/strong&gt; with it.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ca mon, several hot chicks running around cluelessly...  &lt;em&gt;Only&lt;/em&gt; in one movie.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and They're British too. [drooling]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.videonett.no/Cover/984.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangin' Stuff Shortie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want,&lt;br /&gt;So tell me what you want, what you really really want,&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want,&lt;br /&gt;So tell me what you want, what you really really want,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna really &lt;br /&gt;really really wanna zigazig ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One to many Really.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111378220251850882?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111378220251850882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111378220251850882' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111378220251850882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111378220251850882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/one-to-many-really.html' title='One to Many &quot;Really&quot;'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111369959384853723</id><published>2005-04-16T20:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T21:56:29.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Death Tolls Continue To Rise"  -Adam K.</title><content type='html'>Friday sucked.  Thanks Jen.  I did zippo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning My dumb brother woke up at 8 something and thought it was 10.  He tried to get me to go to karate that early when it was at 11 for us.  That moron.  I'm suppose to follow after that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laugh Out Loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just playing San Sasquatch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thetoque.com/020423/pics/sasquatch.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did end up going to karate at the right time.  I got worked.  And apparently not only do i have to go to a Karate Competition, but i gotta do some demo crap, which i think is totally gay.  Demo's are for pussies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.bright.net/~amsbooks/pussycat.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its not original and real people dont need to show off.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after getting back, i Adam was like lets go to Boomer's gay little picnic and mess it up.  I'm straight with that cause it included blackcats, firecrackers, and airhorns.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kinda got screwed cause they kinda saw us at Wickham before we knew they were even there.  W/e, but the &lt;strong&gt;park idea kinda got "butchered" like Old Major did.  &lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.bestwebbuys.com/muze/books/92/1854597892.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scratch that my white player.  We were outta there soon enough after Adam had some plant called Skunk Cabbage rubbed in his face.  I blew the airhorn several times.  Eastman blew my dick several times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.jtrainjazz.com/images/lee_playing.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam, Gilette, Burge-In, Westman, and Yo went to the mall.  THe mall is a gay place.  But in summarization it included:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Seeing many Caliente Chicas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.coxnewsweb.com/B/03/10/59/image_259103.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Burgin spending Five Bucks on the machine thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bztoons.com/toons/idiot.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Jim's Girlfriend saying I looked muscular and cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.classicbodybuilders.co.uk/60s/labra1_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Eastman saying I looked fine as Enrique Iglasias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.otvoreni.hr/UserDocsImages/enrique%20iglesias%20album.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards Eastman went home to go eat his 5 minute dinner. We all missed him and made Hallmark quality cards for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to adam's...chilled then went to Taco Bell.  Gilette went to the bathroom and Adam put salt and pepper into his drink.  He was asking for it.  He then came back, and mercied Adam.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gilette then spit onto Adam's food, two rather disgusting lugies.  Provoking the death of his burrito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.info.gov.hk/info/ap/graphics/tissuepostere.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P.  Adam's Burrito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.kassj.com/etcetera/xmas/pinkimages/rip.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also shoved a nacho surpreme into Adam's  drink.  I ate some of the chips in there.  Adam continued to drink it.  I was disapointed with me behavior.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone needed to give me a spanking.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw.  Eastman, we need you for an audio bloggie man.  We gotta get to that stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, the usual guys gotta hang out again.  Mainly Roach and Eastman, Nemo.  We gotta talk about that Kent Stuff.  Im thinking This thursday coming up for our east division.  Monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i gotsta say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Negro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.inmagine.com/thumbnails/creatas/cr15150/cr15150022.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111369959384853723?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111369959384853723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111369959384853723' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111369959384853723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111369959384853723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/death-tolls-continue-to-rise-adam-k.html' title='&quot;Death Tolls Continue To Rise&quot;  -Adam K.'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111351991734534309</id><published>2005-04-14T18:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T19:13:51.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Death Tolls Risen.</title><content type='html'>Thursday, 6:54 30 seconds 53 miliseconds.  Thats either the time im starting this entry or Nemo's 500 Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna keep this short Cause im short of words, like the old people short of viagara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To compensate for this crappy entry, I changed the song again, cause the same song over and over is boring, and its a chance to see what sort of music i listen to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Atreyu.  Honorable mention to Jackwin.  Maybe I'll let him touch my butt tomorrow.  Oh wait, he already does that...along with Jason, Nha, and the rest of those Michael Jackson Career pursuers. [Slowly moving away]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the little middle school gangster rap kids, who may also come encased of a white skin color who think that heavy metal is all just senseless screaming....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[inhale from run on sentence] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Screw You.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, btw, This morning My goggles broke.  I think they broke the same place Roach's did.  Cept, i stepped on em.  I was pissed.  I went to the bathroom.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P.-best goggles in the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-_(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it easy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111351991734534309?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111351991734534309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111351991734534309' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111351991734534309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111351991734534309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/death-tolls-risen.html' title='The Death Tolls Risen.'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111334893337237828</id><published>2005-04-12T19:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T19:39:08.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You Punk @$$ Female Dog.</title><content type='html'>Yeah, im bloggin a lot lately, but its not like I have anything else to do.  Bored.  I just think i'm blogging more in compensation of the end of Tomski's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R.I.P.  Tom's Blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until  Your Rebirth it is.  &lt;br /&gt;Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img8.echo.cx/img8/4271/funnypic7nc.jpg" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img8.echo.cx/img8/4271/funnypic7nc.jpg" height="215" width="285" alt="Stupid Blogs Problems?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho! Ho! Ho! [Points at Stef]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawna, nothing personally, that picture was in good fun.  Tom.  I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that took me a good while to make.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I hooked Steve up with some music.  No offense man, all this punk crap, these days, it sounds all the same.  Every punk band sounds the exact same.  They need to stop smoking marijuana or intake helium before performances.  Its kinda old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to get back on track with the Kent.  Still looking for east division place.  Though, we've got some places up for grabs i dunno yet.  We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That picture took me forever to make.  Appreciate it.  Its sexy stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111334893337237828?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111334893337237828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111334893337237828' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111334893337237828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111334893337237828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/you-punk-female-dog.html' title='You Punk @$$ Female Dog.'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111324592101192908</id><published>2005-04-11T14:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T15:10:10.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy as a Bee Weekend</title><content type='html'>So i havn't actually updated in a while, just a lotta stuff with the Kent tournament.  The West Division went extremely well on Friday.  We had a few minor problems but they can be easily resolved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday there was that Wolfpack game.  Nemo Roach and I chilled at my place.  We discussed about how to patch some things up for the Kent Tournament.  We made some calls and we all good.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why we hanv't found a West division champ is Because in the semi final round...it was only played till 7.  When it was actually 11.  Now all you people see why i made you sign that paper with the rules?  Look whos laughing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So later we went up to that Wolfpack game.  It was alright.  I'll sum it up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It included:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Yelling Goalllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there was no goal, and when the timer for the round 1/3 round thing ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Chanting Things such as&lt;br /&gt;  a. Lets go Whalers&lt;br /&gt;  b. Put in Croqutte...our deatshe bag, i dont know how to spell either words&lt;br /&gt;  c. Quack! Quack! Quack!Quack!Quack!Quack!Quack!Quack!Quack!Quack!Quack!  &lt;br /&gt;  d. You put the lime in the cocanut (OR "coke you nut"--yes coke did mess up the song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  e.  GOALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Seeing Kayla Ford at a Wolfpack game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Watching Nemo play blow his hairy bagpipe along with the band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Watching Adam play his tromboner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was that wolfpack game.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, Roach says, Lets go to Quach's.  When he said this i didnt know it meant 3 guys sit in a single bed watching Kill Bill.  Nemo was kinda too happy about it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way.  Nemo brought up the sad fact that everyone keeps calling him a FAT and a FAG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now ca mon, that isnt nice.  See, how 2 three letter words can get to a person.  Knock it off.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time for all you people that call him those two words use&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAGGOT  and FAT@$$ MOTHERF*CKER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give the man something will ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nemo and Roach decided they were gonna stay over my house.  That was even gayer.  I told them they could sleep in till like 12.  We went to sleep at like 4.  I woke em up at 10.  Sucked to be them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was kinda the spend time with family sort.  I ended up going to PC gaming arena...where all the super duper nerdy kids went.  I mean some kids friggin live in there.  I ain't hating...well kinda, but they sit there hunched for the whole day playing the same game everyday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats some intense stuff.  Roach...Nemo...me...we gotta try that sometime.  No food.  No breaks.  Just instense Pc gaming arena.  Well I dont think Nemo could live without his boyfriend and his food, so i dont think we'll be going there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of talking too much about the Kent on my blog.  I'll leave that for later.  Or tomorrow or something close to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I leave this entry with a picture of me from last year.  Man was I a sexy piece of hunk last year.  This picture provides a new meaning of Fun during lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, thats Jess Balesano's head btw.  And the lunch lady.  And the banana, ill leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img114.echo.cx/img114/6268/img0000023da.jpg" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img114.echo.cx/img114/6268/img0000023da.jpg" height="215" width="285" alt="Sexy Stuff"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111324592101192908?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111324592101192908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111324592101192908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111324592101192908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111324592101192908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/busy-as-bee-weekend.html' title='Busy as a Bee Weekend'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111310836029328071</id><published>2005-04-10T00:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T00:46:00.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kent [almost] Final Bracket West</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img95.exs.cx/img95/2667/updatebracket24ia.jpg" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img95.exs.cx/img95/2667/updatebracket24ia.jpg" height="215" width="285" alt="Stupid Blogs Problems?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do not yet have a winner for the west for some few technical difficulties that will soon be sorted out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the loser's bracket updated to as far as the games went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img95.exs.cx/img95/3152/updatesloser25ks.jpg" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img95.exs.cx/img95/3152/updatesloser25ks.jpg" height="215" width="285" alt="Stupid Blogs Problems?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111310836029328071?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111310836029328071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111310836029328071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111310836029328071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111310836029328071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/kent-almost-final-bracket-west.html' title='Kent [almost] Final Bracket West'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111308267404965261</id><published>2005-04-09T17:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T17:37:54.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Kent Updates</title><content type='html'>So Roach, Nemo, and I met up before going to the Wolfpack game and we worked on how to repair the Kent incident the day before.  We have managed to find out how to revocer all the money from the people.  We know who received money back and who didnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hav more Updateas for it soon, but the Kent tournmanet shall still continue.  Also we have not also found a West division champ because the game was suppose to go to 11, but the game only went till 7.  The game we either be commenced at the point it was left, or restarted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Updates will come about the East Division soon, and about repairs on the West.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Quach,Nemo, and Roach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--If anyone has a house big enough for East, any suggestions or offers will be appreciated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111308267404965261?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111308267404965261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111308267404965261' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111308267404965261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111308267404965261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/good-kent-updates.html' title='Good Kent Updates'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111306513668152003</id><published>2005-04-09T12:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T22:45:53.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just when you think things are perfect, someone has to f^ck it up.</title><content type='html'>Ill talk more about the West division later.  Ashley Im sorry if we caused any false accusations.  Diane, the past is the past.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111306513668152003?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111306513668152003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111306513668152003' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111306513668152003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111306513668152003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/just-when-you-think-things-are-perfect.html' title='Just when you think things are perfect, someone has to f^ck it up.'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111290462645647519</id><published>2005-04-07T16:07:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T18:13:26.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PROBLEM SOLVED, I LOVE YOU KYLE, "you're my noogah!!!"</title><content type='html'>Sweet Stuff.  Right when i thought we were screwed for tomorrow, I get a Call from Kyle and he asks about the Kent.  I threw that motherfather in tomorrow's West Division games.  So sweet.  I can't wait to tell Nemo and Roach.  They're are gonna piss their pants and have gay sex with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the Roster.  Just stick Gallego/Kyle into the West Division Empty Space.  EAst division still needs some work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img240.exs.cx/img240/9781/rosterlist2mj.jpg" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img240.exs.cx/img240/9781/rosterlist2mj.jpg" height="215" width="285" alt="Stupid Blogs Problems?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111290462645647519?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111290462645647519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111290462645647519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111290462645647519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111290462645647519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/problem-solved-i-love-you-kyle-youre.html' title='PROBLEM SOLVED, I LOVE YOU KYLE, &quot;you&apos;re my noogah!!!&quot;'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111281568791474816</id><published>2005-04-06T15:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T16:04:18.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kent Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img183.exs.cx/img183/5705/roster9ce.jpg" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img183.exs.cx/img183/5705/roster9ce.jpg" height="215" width="285" alt="Who's Your Ho?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the West Division.  The Official West.  There were some messed up things.  All the people on the West Must go this Friday.  Otherwise you will be raped.  You think thats a joke?  I'll let loose Christian on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****Nemo and Jim Will be Playing in Bobcat/Ellen Team spot************  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobcat and Ellen will be playing in our East division because Bobcat is a little fag, who wears steal toe boots and kicks hot asian guys like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They decide to ban flipper instead of steal toe boots?  What a world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111281568791474816?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111281568791474816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111281568791474816' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111281568791474816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111281568791474816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/kent-update.html' title='Kent Update'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111274229947112415</id><published>2005-04-05T19:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T15:33:24.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>KENT-West Division THIS FRIDAY</title><content type='html'>THIS FRIDAY on APRIL 8th, the West division will be going at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be at Adam Kurniawan's at 6 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The West Division is on the left side of this bracket.  All the teams have been randomly selected.  Some Contruction on the West which will occur during April Vacation will be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the West division playing on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are in the West Division, you need to be there.  If you cannot come, you MUST inform us.  If you are in, bring 10 bucks per team, thats 5 from each member of the team.  Each person bring 5 dollers for pizza or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dominos man is going to be carrying a crapload of medium pizza from the 555 deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TELL EVERYONE OUR EAST DIVISION IS ON FRIDAY.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPREAD THE WORD OF JESUS, I mean Kent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your on the east, you're going to have to wait.  Too bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111274229947112415?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111274229947112415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111274229947112415' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111274229947112415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111274229947112415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/kent-west-division-this-friday.html' title='KENT-West Division THIS FRIDAY'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111265094497652455</id><published>2005-04-04T17:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T18:33:33.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You're so Good, Everyone Hates You.</title><content type='html'>Scoooby Dooby Doo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crappy Day today.  Had Three Tests in a row.  Chem, capt, Tetreault's.  It was kinda like the the Three Muskateers.  They kinda get homosexual after while.  Three guys, play fighting with their swords, with male bonds unlike any other.  Wish I had that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Dempsey's, we had a sub.  Ms Dempsey is up in Viagara Falls with the Canadians or something.  You see theres that stereotype about Canadians, oh the friendly people.  Well i Was up there last Summer, I friggin thought I was in East Hartford minus the black people, hispanic, and ghetto people.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hewl, what Am I talking about?  I felt like I was in Glastonbury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy Asian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In English, we always manage to have good times.  Sam decided she just had to be a rebel and sit with her legs on the table.  She is so naughty.  When the sub told her to put her feet down she ripped her pants in the crotch area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam, dont be embarassed, I had no problem with something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen, decided to trick me.  That devil.  Devil.  Sugar Devil.  Sweet |-|3 |_ |_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She comes up to me and acts liek i got something in my eye.  She tells me to close my eyes so she can get it off.  Being the self girl conscious girl that i am, i let her go for it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She draws one side of a mustache on me.  That was so uncalled for.  So uncalled for.  So then She decides she hasnt finished, Sam, matt and her hold me down while she draws the other side of the mustache on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like Super Mario.  I wanted to get me a princess and Luigi or Yoshi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://viking.coe.uh.edu/~smarsh/1996/mario.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realizing I had a messed up mustache on me, I had to walk around with it.  That stupid bleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several people told me I looked like Ghenkis Khan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.allempires.com/empires/mongol/ae_genghisbw.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for a Brief False History lesson:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, If i remember correctly from Carey's class in Civilization as who's class i spent as a study hall, he was some PIMP from one of those gay "-Stan" countries.  I think so.  He like banged everylady and everyone claims to be related to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.  If Im Ghenkis Kahn, and you're from a "-Stan" country, Who's Your Daddy?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the Golden Whore. -ha ha?  Get It, Horde?  Fine...I'll stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story:  Don't ever draw on my face, fake facial hair onto my face.  Otherwise I will make rediculous senseless comparisons on myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I Leave you with a music change of Godsmack.  Gangster as always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111265094497652455?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111265094497652455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111265094497652455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111265094497652455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111265094497652455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/youre-so-good-everyone-hates-you.html' title='You&apos;re so Good, Everyone Hates You.'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111249843163993654</id><published>2005-04-02T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T22:38:46.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Cunt Stand Wasteless Weekends</title><content type='html'>Crappy Weekend.  Crappy weekend.   My mom tells me I should spend more time with the family, mainly just her.  I can respect that, ya know having that Mafia closeness thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's just stupid sometimes.  So we went to go see a movie called Million Dollar Baby.  That was a pretty good movie, i was about the sad end of a waitress that becomes a champion of the woman division.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom wants me to spend time with her, but she spends most of the time complaining how I'm not perfect like San, and whatnot. [Deep breath inserts here]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My mom wants me to be just like San. Thats alright I accept the fact that i should be/look like this:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thespoof.com/picstore/people/resize_670989_ugly%20woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just Kidding San!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if I can't be my own person, Why Be San?  Ca mon, ma and pa, why cant you pick someone cool?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt they tell me to be more like Martha Stuart?  I'd bake Jen plenty of cookies then.  SUGAR-FREE COOKIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dailything.com/images/PrisonLiving.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy oh boy.  Tomorrow I gotta do so much work, its about as large as Matt E's dildo.  Yeah thats straight hate, cause you mofo, u left me behind to pick up all that glitter.  You little queer.  You Bundle of Sticks.  You Ozone equivalence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://moose-and-squirrel.com/bozo/anti.gay.protestors.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the name there?  They're out to get you like Osama Bin Laden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sanfords.net/Osama_bin_Laden_jokes/images/wanted.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen, Roach, Nemo and I--and whoever else were going to hang out tonight.  But my mom has a grudge on me and she wouldnt let me go.  We need to spend more time together.  By spending time, she means me sitting on my computer, while she watches Tv. But hey, I'm not gonna waste my time arguing with her. It'll just make the mother-son family bond that we never had, worse.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Ol American Families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great Use of A Weekend.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Complaining Finished.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111249843163993654?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111249843163993654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111249843163993654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111249843163993654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111249843163993654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-cunt-stand-wasteless-weekends.html' title='I Cunt Stand Wasteless Weekends'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111223925281873092</id><published>2005-03-30T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T22:54:56.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Men In Thongs, Romanians Singing to Each other on an Airplane Wing</title><content type='html'>Its Wednesday and this is a rough week.  Is it just me or has school gotten harder in the last few weeks?  W/e, im a hard ....hard....man, I can take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so We had that Capt today.  Boy i hate it.  Stupid Bush.  Matt and I caught Jen calling the people who came up with the idea of Capt idiots.  Isnt Jen a supporter of Bush though?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gee, guess he isnt so much of an great smart president anymore is he Jen?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.andyestablishment.com/assets/images/STUPID.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in good fun right Jen?  Oh your sick today as of March 30th, Wednesday, 2005.  I hope you feel better Jennie Jen Jen Hen Ben!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( strep throat must suck.  Feel better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways, my right hand really hurt after the Capt.  And I was behind Matt Eastman too.  .....      .... Man, how wrong did that sound?  Whatever.  You're all angels so you have no idea what Im talking about right? &lt;strong&gt; Either that or you're just plain George W. Bush.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George W Bush = Stupid   &lt;---^^^Stick that into the above sentence^^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the day went on.  We kept sulking about that stupid Capt.  Well i did, cause they suck more Penis than "the fairy" does.  I think Roach and Eastman both know who the fairy is.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bbc.co.uk/birmingham/gay_village/pride_2004/gallery6/images/fairy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that Make you go: bwuhhhhhhhhhhhhh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank god I'm not a fairy."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.moynihaninstitute.org/homostayin.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was Sports Night.  That was pretty nice.  Everybody got certificuts for stuff.  Personally, i got some bling bling for Most improved.[silent yay]  Then we got our CCC east champ plack thingie majig.  I got this "letters" thing for the jacket, something like that.  I have really no idea what it is. Something to do with points you earn durinhg the season or something close to that. People are telling me im supposed to get my numbers.  Ill bother V for it later.  Its not my fault I sucked more than I do now my rookie year...Shwwweesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the brilliant Mat-hey-oh Eastman found another source to host our music on our blogs.  He choose some gay crap for his.  I choose an even gay crap on mine.  So i watched a music video by the Romanian Band "O-Zone".  As to which PATTY is suppose to let me borrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well they are they coolest gay boy band in the world.  Totally disreguarding all the gay crap in their video, which included guys in thongs, batman, singing to each other, groping each other, singing on the wing of an airplane, their music is hot, or their only song I know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would know more songs if Miss Patty JahZiados-fdsfas-dos-bogGasbad--DanQuachisAHotMotherf*cker--45352345234523523453&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Im sorry I dont know your last name.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH phuck the police.  However you spell your Polish last name.  God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/B0002JZ36A.03.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Mah Gawd.  Dude, i tried the hardest to find the least gayest picture of them.  Every live picture they had, it was the sort of stuff that makes you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bwuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, the Romanians.  First the Steroid Using Female Olympics.  Now  three guys that have been castrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know they were that desperate.  Strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buhhhhh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111223925281873092?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111223925281873092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111223925281873092' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111223925281873092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111223925281873092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/03/men-in-thongs-romanians-singing-to.html' title='Men In Thongs, Romanians Singing to Each other on an Airplane Wing'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111213602392360057</id><published>2005-03-29T17:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T17:40:23.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/262/2806/1024/Word.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/262/2806/400/Word.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Read This Word While Reading.  What is your interpretation of the word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;Hello&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111213602392360057?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111213602392360057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111213602392360057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111213602392360057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111213602392360057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-read-this-word-while-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111204642298818676</id><published>2005-03-28T16:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T16:47:02.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/262/2806/1024/BracketKent.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/262/2806/400/BracketKent.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Is the Kent Bracket.  Check for More Below This in more Detail.  Tell everyone to check this blog.  This is really important about the Kent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;Hello&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111204642298818676?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111204642298818676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111204642298818676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111204642298818676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111204642298818676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/03/this-is-kent-bracket.html' title=''/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111204594551340339</id><published>2005-03-28T16:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T17:38:05.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Time to Get Down To Business</title><content type='html'>Hey, Time Is Coming By Quick.  Roach, Eastman, And I have just sort of unproductively been sitting around waiting for something to happen, but we gotta act ourselves and do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an update.  We've decided that April 9th, we gotta have our "East" division go at it.  That would be half of our bracket.  thats 16 people, much less than 32.  By George its half!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, April 9th, our "East" division will go at it, and we will find all our second chance for 3rd and 4th place people, and we will find our "East division champ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I am thinking the following week, which is April 16th---&gt;is this the start week of April Vacation, we will have the West.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW... We have two problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April Vacation I realize many people are going on vacation that week, so I am thinking that the gay vacationers will be missing it, so they will have an oppertunity during April 8th, which is the week before vacation.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a Friday***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I realize that the random order of bracketing will obviously be messed up, but its only 2 or 3 groups out of 8.  Do you guys mind that much?  (If so, we dont give a rat's butt)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that'll give people like Labowski whos going to France to be in this tourny.  See hes going to France.  Since Im deciding to do this, he better bring me one nice European Orgy back for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam, is going to Michigan and Canada.  Wtf?!  Thats two different Directions.  Opposite directions....W/e...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;East=April 8th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;West= Apirl Vacation&lt;/strong&gt; OOOORRRRR ********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************April 9th-morning -because i recently found out the band geeks ahve a wold pack in the evening************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honorable mention from Bobcat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, THIS IS THE BIG BALLS PROBLEM.  We need a place for 16 people to play.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CARROL, OWEN, ANYONE THAT TALKS TO THEM OR SEEES them, PLEASE ASK THEM ABOUT IT SERIOUSLY.  ASAP ASAP ASAP. AS fast as a stable buck steals a tv and runs away with it.  PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR ANYONE THAT CAN OFFER A PLACE to 16 HORNY SINGLE PEOPLE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last resort will be at my house.  I'll my mom 5 friends are coming to my place or something.  She'd shoot for that.  [whimpers]  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TELL THEM, WE NEEDA  PLACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, &lt;strong&gt;10 bucks in for each team , bring the money to Roach, Eastman, Or I.&lt;/strong&gt;  We are starting now.  Since we're so organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont pay, dont play, , but u can suck my cock for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111204594551340339?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111204594551340339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111204594551340339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111204594551340339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111204594551340339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/03/its-time-to-get-down-to-business_28.html' title='It&apos;s Time to Get Down To Business'/><author><name>D.Q. DairY Qu33/\/</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12986881825801247099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://www.sapientum.com/Team%20America%207.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9857265.post-111197855703231331</id><published>2005-03-27T21:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T21:55:57.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meredith Brooks</title><content type='html'>Sunday.  Sundays always suck.  Personally for me, i hate Sundays.  For the Christians its the day of worshipping, but hey [whispers:Screw them].  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a lame day, and I feel like i wasted a mini-vacations , though we [the cojones and meh] had a great times.  Some of those audio blogs were rediculous man.  Just pure rediculous. Too bad Diane and Ashy had to feel the burn, but they should be flattered we choose to screw around with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[not that way.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We can't say anything about Diane, incase Tommy listens"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"whatever, screw that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Srew that, as in his cousin?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"[gay laughing], Dan said it!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, Yes, Yes Big Tommy! This for you tommy!, and Peter...if you hear this....close your virgin...nuhh, nevermind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We Will take your "something" polaks for 200 dollars"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Get your polaks!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh.  Some crazy bloggies.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In furthur notice, next time we chill again, its not going to be at my house.  Go to Nemo's or sumptin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh*, this mini-ultra short vacation felt kinda wasted and at the same time , not wasted.  Many gay times.  [one too many].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll end it here, this is getting boring enough to write.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9857265-111197855703231331?l=zsizebra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/feeds/111197855703231331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9857265&amp;postID=111197855703231331' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111197855703231331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9857265/posts/default/111197855703231331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zsizebra.blogspot.com/2005/03/meredith-brooks.html' title='Meredith Brooks'/><author><name>D.Q. 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