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  <title>Recovering Romantic</title>
  <subtitle>This is what's in my brain as best as I can push it through my fingers.</subtitle>
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    <title>Anime Central</title>
    <published>2008-05-15T05:36:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-15T05:36:14Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Just to let you know, I will be at Anime Central 2008 in the Artist's Alley. I would certainly like to post some information like this on the web site, but seeing as I can't get into my FTP to update the website, well, balls to that, ehh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like this is shaping up to be my last convention as well. I won't say that I'll never be at another convention any more, but I don't have the willpower or the desire to do them any more for a wide variety of reasons.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cookie_bastard:34388</id>
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    <title>cookie_bastard @ 2008-05-06T09:47:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-06T13:46:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-06T13:46:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">God I fucking hate Fox News.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myfoxchicago.com/myfox/pages/News/Detail?contentId=6353524&amp;version=1&amp;locale=EN-US&amp;layoutCode=VSTY&amp;pageId=3.1.1"&gt;http://www.myfoxchicago.com/myfox/pages/News/Detail?contentId=6353524&amp;version=1&amp;locale=EN-US&amp;layoutCode=VSTY&amp;pageId=3.1.1&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cookie_bastard:34182</id>
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    <title>I fell</title>
    <published>2008-05-05T12:58:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-05T12:58:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oops, sorry I haven't been around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juno, I will call you tonight, sorry I missed your message. You're still staying here right? I don't think I have a table, I think I got fucked over by ACEN, but I'm still going with you since I had to go through hell to get the time off from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, pure geeky awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="7" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cookie_bastard:33748</id>
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    <title>Some People...</title>
    <published>2008-04-02T22:19:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-02T22:19:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">... are just fucking nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/comment/columnists/guest_contributors/article3663097.ece"&gt;http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/comment/columnists/guest_contributors/article3663097.ece&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ass hat.</content>
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    <title>FUCK</title>
    <published>2008-03-30T16:11:40Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-30T16:11:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I didn't make 205.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sticking to my goal of 200 by April 15th and 195 by April 30th, I'll just have to work extra hard to make it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm disappointed in myself.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cookie_bastard:33254</id>
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    <title>Oh, Duh</title>
    <published>2008-03-30T16:02:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-30T16:02:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I forgot to blog about this like I said I would. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally asked  &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='feigenbaum_04' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://feigenbaum-04.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://feigenbaum-04.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;feigenbaum_04&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; out on a date-date last week. She was at my birthday party with some of my other friends, and several people asked me why I hadn't asked her out because they saw a connection. Plus some things struck a chord in me. She had said I needed to find a girl who had her head on straight, and I don't know another girl who has a head straighter than hers. I mean, she also said I need to spend some time alone, but I chose to ignore that part when I asked her out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, she said she is used to getting to know people as friends and dating them from there, and we've been friends for a long time. After all that I figured what's the worst that could happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually the worst that could happen is that I ask and it ends up ruining our friendship, but I didn't think that was possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I asked, and she said she didn't really see me that way, in a date-date way. She said I was like a sister to her, which was slightly emasculating cause she could have said LIKE A BROTHER, but it's all good. I know what she means though, I've always been more like "one of the girls" much in the same way that the occaisional girl feels like "one of the guys." I've never been "one of the guys." I've always had more female friends than guy friends. Even now, I have two or three guy friends and a slew of girl friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll be content with having &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='feigenbaum_04' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://feigenbaum-04.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://feigenbaum-04.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;feigenbaum_04&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as a great friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus talking about her in my LJ would be a little weird since she is on my flist.</content>
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    <title>I Hurt, But In A Good Way</title>
    <published>2008-03-30T15:43:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-30T15:43:26Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Today I did 30 minutes on the elliptical at level 15, and went for 3.16 miles, which is good. I try to always go less than 10 minutes per mile, so keeping that pace at that level is pretty good. I did 2.1 miles on Friday on level 16, but I was very exhausted. I think I'll make the jump to level 16 any day now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got my best mile time evars (since maybe jr. high school). I ran most of it and ended up with a 12:21. My best time and also a palindrome! The perfect time for a nerd who is exercising! I started out at a pace of 5.1 and carried that for a full half mile and then had to drop down to a brisk walk at 4.0 for a while until I could turn it back up and finish out. I'm very pleased with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to hop on the scale in a moments... we'll see if I made my goal of 205...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cookie_bastard:32282</id>
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    <title>Upy Datey</title>
    <published>2008-03-24T16:30:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-24T16:30:23Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Well, it's been a while since I updated and even longer since I did an all points bulletin for non-flist peoples. So here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My health. It's been non stop improvement. I've slowed down and cut back a bit because I've been extra busy being a nerd (more on that in a bit) and because the foods I limited myself to became a bit boring, so I've been splurging a bit more. Not excessively, but man it's nice to eat a burger once in a while and have some ice cream here and there. I do miss fudge, i've all but given that kind of sugary stuff up. Gave up caffeine, I really only drink water now. My weight is down to 208 which is pretty good, 57 pounds lost since I started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point I did the math and realized that my target weight goal of 180 is 4 pounds away from losing 1/3 of my original body weight in fat. More if you consider that I'm building muscle as I go. So my new target weight is 175 and the goal is to lose more than 1/3 of my original body weight in fat. Pretty awesome I think. Long term goal. Something to achieve by the end of the year. I'm really close to 200 right now and will probably hit it in April sometime. I can't even remember the last time I weighed less than 200, probably when I was in high school. I'm very excited about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only imagine what my cholestoral, which was in a high medium level, and heart rate are like now. I can tell you my resting heart rate has gone WAAAY down, which I'm very pleased about. I've been eating a lot of fiber ever since I changed my diet, so I'm sure my cholesterol is in a good place too. Overall I have more energy, I feel beter, and I'm a hell of a lot happier. I never thought I'd say this, but a good diet and exercise makes me happy and glad to be alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job. I've really embraced it and here's why. A friend of mine went through a terrible divorce, alcoholism, and self destructive behaviors. In fact he's still self destructing right now. I started to recognize some of those behaviors manifesting in myself so I pulled the fucking handbrake and threw my ass in reverse. I'm not going down like that. To make a long story short I was pissed off at my boss' boss. I excel in operations but suck at sales, and he said he won't promote me in operations career paths until I get better at sales. Initially, I was outraged. Get better at something I suck at so I can be promoted to something that doesn't involve sales? Why not promote me NOW and get me out of sales and put someone who IS good at sales in my old role???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, fuck that. I can be pissed off at it all I want, but being pissed off isn't going to change it or put me in a better position, so if I want to succeed in operations I have to own sales and I have to do it without compromising my integrity. If nothing else, if I try my hardest and do my best I will either succeed or fail, and if I fail, it should be enough to get me out of sales and into operations. I've tackled my job with renewed enthusiasm and vigor, because I am determined not to let that asshole break me. Not for him, but for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I've been succeeding. I'm winning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal time. I've been playing the hell out of Super Smash Bros. Brawl. This game is phenomenal. I don't know how I'm going to have time to play and review Destroy All Humans: Big Willy Unleashed for GameCola. I've been playing World of Warcraft on the weekends. I'm a level 33 Warlock. If anyone is on the Mug'Thol server, send me an email. We'll go questing some time. And I'm always looking for some level 70s who don't mind taking me through some instances! Hehehe. :D I'm slowing down on Brawl a bit, which is good because I will need time to play Mario Kart Wii when it comes out at the end of April. I'm please to note that at the moment the current price tag for Mario Kart is still $49.99, which is the standard price for a Wii title new release, and it's not jacked up because of that stupid ass wheel attachment. Fuck that, I'm not playing Mario Kart Wii with a goddamn wheel, I'm playing it with my GD gamecube controller, the way it SHOULD be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kotaku said it best. "This is a GameCube game, Nintendo. We all know it, we're all cool with it, you should be too!" Exactly. I'm looking forward to this just as much as Brawl. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm following a couple of shows now. The Riches on Tuesday nights, The Sarah Connor Chronicles on Monday nights (but the season is over now, I would catch up on it before season 2 starts!!!), and Lost on Thursday nights. If you don't watch Lost, it really is true what they say about this show, it's confusing as all hell and there are NEVER EVER any answers, just more fucking questions. Every time an episode ends I want to jump up and shout "WTF IS GOING ON!?!?" I'm still following a couple of comic books, although Atomic Robo ended just recently. Although they are working on new ones, it seems like it will be too long before the next ones come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Note. FUCKING DST. I don't know what is up with my computer, but the time has changed on it 4 times in the last month. I don't know about anyone else, BUT I WAS FINE WITH THE OLD DST. Who the fuck decided it needed to be fixed!?!?!? Really, I say fuck leap years and fuck DST, lets just have days that are 23 hours, 56 minutes and 4 seconds long. Convert to all digital clocks that do this automatically. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:56:01 PM&lt;br /&gt;11:56:02 PM&lt;br /&gt;11:56:03 PM&lt;br /&gt;11:56:04 PM&lt;br /&gt;12:00:00 MIDNIGHT! DONE. No more leap years and just totally scrap DST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget all this extraneous baloney. And that's just a solution to stay on this crippled system of time measurement. Since we know how to accurately measure a day, why not just make a new time scale? Like metric time. Like 1 Kilo Chrono is a year, and break everything down from there, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I suppose YOU would rather cure cancer or something, hippie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm, tangenty!</content>
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    <title>A Small Victory For Gamers Vs. Critics</title>
    <published>2008-03-12T17:22:17Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-12T17:22:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">New York Governor Eliot Spitzer has called it quits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spitzer has been a big critic of Grand Theft Auto specifically ranting like a madman about the game's use of prostitution. In a tiny speech delivered from his office he quit because he was caught in a prostitution sting. He says that everyone must take responsibility for their actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering if that includes children and adults negatively influenced by violent video games?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only we could catch Jack Thompson involved in some kind of GTA activity...</content>
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    <title>I Call SHENANIGANS on you fuckers</title>
    <published>2008-03-09T16:22:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-09T16:22:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So Saturday night, last night, was the midnight release of Super Smash Bros. Brawl. Gamestop is holding a trounament. The website and the promo posters all say that tournament starts at 10:00 NATIONWIDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I show up to my local Gamestop at 9:15 PM, ready to sign up and take part in the tournament. The doors are locked. So I figured, okay, maybe they don't open the doors until 10:00. I was prepared, I brought a book, my zune, gloves and a hat. And wait. And wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally around 9:50 PM two other people show up. The people inside recognize some of the other people outside waiting, and one of the staff pokes their head out to tell us that their tournament was at 7:00. EXCUSE ME, WTF? They opened their registration at 10 AM and held their tournament at 7 with NO notice or wanring to us regular people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT TO MENTION THE ASSHOLES LEFT ME STANDING OUTSIDE IN 20 DEGREE WEATHER FOR OVER 30 MINUTES WHEN THEY COULD HAVE TOLD ME SOONER. ANY OF THE STAFF MEMBERS WHO WENT IN AND OUT OF THE STORE WHILE I WAS WAITING THERE COULD HAVE FUCKING TOLD ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so fucking pissed off, and I'm not the only one. At least 30 people showed up after that between 9:50 and 10:30 to take part in the tournament, some of then little kids like 13 and 14 years old! WTF IS THAT!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got a friend of mine to get me the info on that store, their store number, the name of their manager and assistant manager, and the number for corporate service. I called them from the parking lot but they closed at 8:00 PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called them first thing this morning, and I did my best to be polite on the phone to the average joe doing his customer service job, but he said ultimately, I would need to go to the district manager and gave me his number. I called the district manager but got an answering machine, not a voice mail (WTF?), and left a brief message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been looking forward to this fucking tournament ALL GODDAMN WEEK, and I REALLY wanted to take home this fucking trophy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://kotaku.com/assets/resources/2008/03/ssbbgamestoptrophy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I would have lost the tournament, fine, whoever gets it walks away by earning, but I'm fucking pissed off because I didn't even get a chance to play because these fuckers get to arbitrarily decide to hold the nationwide 10:00 tournament whenever they fucking please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING SHENANIGANS.</content>
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    <title>Work It Off</title>
    <published>2008-03-09T15:31:02Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-09T15:31:02Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I was so pissed off last night that it carried over into this morning. I was going to workout later in the afternoon because I was up late last night, but I had to get it out of my system, and I'm glad I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I walked a mile at 4.4 mph. Then I got on the elliptical. I did 30 minutes on level 15, 3.21 miles with a calorie burn of 650. I feel exhausted. I was sweating buckets and my appendix area started to cramp a little but I powered through that bitch and I feel very accomplished. This is my best feat yet on the elliptical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAAHR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come on why I was so pissed off last night. I need to cool down and take a shower first.</content>
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    <title>OMFG!</title>
    <published>2008-03-05T12:17:58Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-05T12:17:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The coworker I am supposed to open with just called me to say that she can't open this morning because they evacuated her apartment building in the middle of the night because of carbon monoxide poisoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scares the crap out of me for two reasons. One, because I unplugged my carbon monoxide detector some time ago because the battery was dying and the damn thing was beeping and it was annoying. Two, because she lives in an apartment building IN MY SAME COMPLEX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I feel sick.</content>
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    <title>Neat!</title>
    <published>2008-03-05T05:59:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-05T05:59:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is for you, D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/doctorwho/news/cult/news/drwho/2008/03/04/53331.shtml"&gt;http://www.bbc.co.uk/doctorwho/news/cult/news/drwho/2008/03/04/53331.shtml&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>:thinking:</title>
    <published>2008-03-03T16:30:17Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-03T16:30:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Have you ever stood on the verge of making a decision and realized it's either the stupidest thing you're thinking about doing or the best thing you're thinking about doing, and you can't quite decide which it is?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cookie_bastard:30367</id>
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    <title>Phew...</title>
    <published>2008-03-03T16:09:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-03T16:09:09Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Just weighed in at 214, 51 pounds lighter than when I started. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little worried there because this last week I went light on the exercise and ate some pretty unhealthy stuff on the weekends. It was my birthday last weekend and my birthday party this weekend after all and I wanted to eat the food I really enojy eating. After everything though, last week Sunday I was at a sketchy 215, and now I'm at a solid 214. That's awesome and I feel relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next goal is 210 by March 15th which is just a little less than 2 weeks away. 4 pounds in 12 days averages out to a pound every three days. If I stick to my exercise and continue eating right, should be a cinch. A cinch, I say.</content>
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    <title>Enough Already</title>
    <published>2008-03-03T15:36:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-03T15:36:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">WTF, I just got HAILED on while walking back from the exercise room. HAILED ON, PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, when it was presumably colder than now, it was raining buckets, but now it's blocks of ice???</content>
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    <title>B-party</title>
    <published>2008-03-01T23:15:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-01T23:15:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I go to face my destiny. By which I mean my birthday party. Dressed in the finest clothes D can tell me to wear and ready for an evening of lap dances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, that's the OTHER party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the gameworks one. This should be awesome too even with less boobies. Or maybe there will be boobies. I guess I won't know until the evening is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOORAY, BOOBIES!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cookie_bastard:29414</id>
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    <title>Lighter Than Me</title>
    <published>2008-02-28T00:50:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-28T00:50:04Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">As of Sunday, I was weighing in at 115. That's 50 pounds in 102 days, half a pound a day. That's what some serious diet and exercise will do to you.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cookie_bastard:28118</id>
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    <title>BRAAAAIIIIIINS...</title>
    <published>2008-02-21T15:08:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-21T15:08:10Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">35 minutes on the elliptical, level 14. Then I hopped on the treadmill with the intent of walking a mile, but I decided to walk/run a mile instead. Did a mile in 13:01. I think this Sunday I will do some light elliptical and try to really hammer out a great mile. 6.0 mph is a bit too rough for me, but I got up to 5.5 today and that didn't clean me out, so maybe I'll try that as a pace and adjust depending. I want to find out what my personal best is right now, even though I don't plan on running as a habit. Then maybe I will try again at the end of March to see if I can do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I want a better mile time to improve my survival chances in the impending zombie apocalypse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Nirvana is really great music to exercise/run to. Who knew?</content>
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    <title>Sex With Deaf Girls</title>
    <published>2008-02-21T00:39:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-21T00:39:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Do you think having sex with a deaf girl means they moan a lot because they don't know how loud they are being or is the opposite true and they're really quiet?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cookie_bastard:27305</id>
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    <title>OMFG!!!!!!11</title>
    <published>2008-02-18T15:54:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-18T15:56:17Z</updated>
    <category term="health"/>
    <content type="html">A pair of jeans that I could not fit into, literally COULD NOT button, three weeks ago I am today wearing comfortably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cookie_bastard:26945</id>
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    <title>WORK IT OUT!!!</title>
    <published>2008-02-17T17:15:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-17T17:15:38Z</updated>
    <category term="wow"/>
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    <content type="html">Woo, baby. I just spent the last 90 minutes exercising, it never ceases to amaze me how great I feel afterwards. A year ago, if I did anything like this, I'd feel ready to freakin' die, but right now I feel awesome. I actually want to keep going, but I have shit to do today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 3.8 miles on the elliptical in 35 minutes on level 14 and a 14:01 mile after that, .8 miles at 4 mph, .2 miles at 6 mph. Then 30 minutes of free weight lifting and ab exercise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not even noon yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scale says 218/219ish. I probably won't make my goal of losing 50 pounds by my birthday, but it will be damn close. I'll hop on the scale Friday morning after I work out and see where that leaves me. Next goal will be 210 by March 15th, and 205 by the end of March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to play some WOW today! Wee!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cookie_bastard:26802</id>
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    <title>FIRE IN THE DISCO</title>
    <published>2008-02-17T08:42:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-17T08:42:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've become obsessed with Electric Six. I've been singing "High Voltage" to myself all day. Help me.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cookie_bastard:26345</id>
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    <title>Eff The Weather</title>
    <published>2008-02-16T01:57:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-16T01:57:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Can I just say I am done with this weather? If it’s not the blizzard of the apocalypse, it’s arctic temperatures up in this bitch. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I’m not complaining too loudly. I’ve heard up in the Dakota’s it’s gotten down to -50 F without the wind chill and that in Canada it’s reaching -85 F with the wind chill. Seriously, WTF? Even polar bears are packing up their shit and moving South.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>V-day? Is the V for Venerial?</title>
    <published>2008-02-14T15:48:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-14T15:48:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Valentine's Day. Yes, it's pretty much a hallmark holiday, yes, it's commercialized and pimped out by every jewelery whore in existence and the television would have you believe that if you don't show up with a diamond necklace, a box of flowers, and a bouquet of chocolate before taking your honey out to a fancy romantic dinner, you're a horrible, horrible person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. So is every other holiday out there, just like Xmas. Holidays are what you make of them. So call all your friends and tell them that you love THEM, I'll probably do that today anyway. I mean, if you don't like Xmas, you're not going to go around all Ebenezer Scrooge on everyone else and try to ruin their holiday, right? So I guess why is Valentine's Day any different?</content>
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