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  <title>Eric Tryon IRL</title>
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    <name>Eric Tryon iRL</name>
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  <updated>2009-05-05T07:03:00Z</updated>
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    <title>deadragon @ 2009-05-05T00:01:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-05T07:03:00Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-05T07:03:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i know someone i wont be talking to again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was bound to happen, and now it has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm just washing my hands emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;they're spotless</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:deadragon:139467</id>
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    <title>deadragon @ 2009-03-30T18:00:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-31T01:35:28Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-31T01:35:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ringing in my head from the tv.. i think</lj:music>
    <content type="html">first off, i'm going to have to start off with: Wow, you think you know someone. i mean, obviously a lot has changed over the past few months, but i hadn't expected EVERYTHING to flip around. and then to call with the quick message of "fuck you", granted i could have responded better to the picture. what the fuck? you know. i cant believe how things have changed between jenny and me. i wonder what would have happened if jenny wasn't convinced to stay in vancouver and actually went back to mexico. mau wouldn;t be here, thats for sure. and honestly i think jenny and i would be on a lot better terms. i didn;t go to that party the other night because i knew, in some way, jenny would influence my night in a negative way. i can tell why everyone was so cryptic when i asked them about the party now.&lt;br /&gt;i know i havent done much to talk to her and continue the communication but i do wish we weren't on such bad terms. i cant remember the last time an ex hated me so much. i have no idea why i always hold everything she does to such a standard. i honestly am over it, but every time i see mau, its like a little reminder of what happened. and its a reminder of how i was 2nd to him while we were together. i'm almost embarrassed to be compared to him(in a "she dated him, then immediately me" sort of way) he's so strange. how does a gross "sleeveless denim with lame mushroom patches all over it" kind of guy get jenny to like him? i guess it was all the dreds. it would be interesting to see what would have happened if he didn;t have dreds. but in all seriousness, i wish jenny and i were on better terms. i hate always fighting with her about every little thing. it sucks and she hates me for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, this has been a bad month for girls. i have managed to get mad at or disappointed in or offended by a girl almost every day. and then watching the first 2 episodes of the L word last night for who knows why didn't help much either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really need to find a job so i can get some pot. seriously, i may have had such a bad month because it has been without any of my own pot. it really makes a difference in my personality if i have something like a bowl to look forward to when i get home. or just to know that i can whenever i want. it calms be just to know its around. not even smoking it (though, thats the best part).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i showed my soldier project to my class today, it went well. people seemed to like it and no one had anything bad to say. i think it would be nice to make one that is a portrait of someone though so it can be read more literally. but this one is good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to have 2 papers done for wednesday, and then there are three finals and i am done. then i can get working on summer fun. maybe designing a few more portrait stencils of people i know in vancouver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to self: never post another status update on facebook ever again. i always get myself into trouble with those</content>
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    <title>deadragon @ 2009-03-28T20:11:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-29T03:12:05Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-29T03:12:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">that last one was a test to see if anyone was reading. :P</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:deadragon:138953</id>
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    <title>deadragon @ 2009-03-28T15:17:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-28T22:18:34Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-28T22:18:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">fuck off and stop reading this</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:deadragon:138727</id>
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    <title>deadragon @ 2009-03-27T01:12:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-27T08:27:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-27T08:27:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">dyanna came over today and told me she had this connection at Alcatraz and when we got into it, we started talking baout doing an art show there over the summer.&lt;br /&gt;so heres the idea:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are going to paint portraits of influential inmates within the sells they stayed. (ideally, we will be locked in) and the public can watch us painting. the portraits will be done in the black and white with colorful background style that is in my other paintings to symbolize the color and beauty they either saw in the outside world/freedom or that was within their minds. (many inmates wrote quite a lot while there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd like to have a few done already before we go that will be on display in the corresponding cell. it would be really nice to also be permitted to stay over night to work on the painting and channel the energy of the cell and the perspective of what it was like stay there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dyanna has a friend who shoots film who also is planning on going on this trip, and should would video document the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the show, we would sell the paintings and perhaps donate a percentage to something fitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can just imagine us sitting in the cell, people standing behind us watching as we paint, and as the tourists walk around the prison, they will see all the other paintings in the other cells and start to think that we had been there for an incredibly long time (to have been able to paint all those portraits)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this project would be an incredible experience that i think would stand out in my life if we are able to pull it off. its such a well known location that brings in sooo many people too. not too bad for getting your name out there.</content>
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    <title>so broke i dont know what to do</title>
    <published>2009-03-26T07:53:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-26T07:53:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>grave digger - dave mathews</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so for the past few days i have been feeding off of my room mates pity of me. and i don't know how i feel about it. i'm happy for sure that they are helping me out. but i don't like to mooch and its come to the point where i cant "graciously refuse" because i literally haven't eaten all day.&lt;br /&gt;but enough about the money woes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at school today, after my first class was over, there was a mariachi band playing right outside of the front doors. it was pretty lame at first, especially because they had a big camera and i just dont like mariachi bands. anyways, the singer was obviously singing to this one girl (if it wasn;t obvious, this was an all latin thing) and after luke, friends and i got too tired of watching this  invasion from the south and head for the market, i look back and he is on one knee and he opens this giant rock that was full of crystals on the inside and amongst them (i assume) there was a ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm usually not too stoked on big displays, but it was pretty cute i guess. all the other students at emily carr from mexico or other latin countries were all over it! as soon as they started, there were all there. its like they have some sory of mariachi radar lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my gages today so now i just have big holes in my ears. as soon as i have money, i'll go get a new pair though... i had them for so long though. maybe i'll end up getting some really cool ones or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah thats it</content>
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    <title>deadragon @ 2009-03-22T23:45:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-23T07:33:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-23T07:33:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this is so frustrating:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i have to write about how the magazine National Geographic is racist, but i disagree. from watching the lectures given by wade davis (Photographer and anthropologist for national geographic) i'm certain that its not the magazine thats racist, quite the oppisite actually. the magazine celebrates diversity in the human race and aims to show the readers of the magazine how interesting and extraordinary the many cultures of the world are. people say that the fact that they are showing them at all makes them racist, and that they must be picking their subjects and deciding what to talk about. that the fact they sell their magazines to people of the western world means that the cultures talked about within the magazines should be then interpreted through comparison to western culture.&lt;br /&gt;i believe that the viewers that compare the subjects of the magazine so directly to western believe structure is an ignorant way of interpreting the outside world. they don't seem to understand that these cultures believe different things than us and that they are NOT noble savages, they are in tune with nature in a beautiful way. such as the way therou speaks of nature.&lt;br /&gt;the intention of these articles is to show the wonderful diversity in our species. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we as a society dont grasp that while we dont agree with the way of their lives, they at the same time dont agree with ours. williams did an injustice to all other cultures by speaking of them as savages with nobility. for a majority of the people we would think of as savage, would think of US as savage as well for doing the things that we do to the world and to natural resources. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fact that the person who wrote the essay introduces with human evolutionary theory that suggests western thinking people are the most intelligent, should be grounds to discredit everything that comes after. the author compares everything to the "western way" witch is totally ignorant to the fact that people all over the world believe different things and because of this, there is a difference in the morals of each culture. just because we see a photograph of tribes people dressed in colorful clothing in an undeveloped land, doesn't mean they are praying for buildings to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn;t anyone consider the quolity of life when they talk about these people? our quality of life is horrible compared to many places thought of as undeveloped (3rd world) cultures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in our age, we can look at anything and pick it apart to the enth degree. seeing everything they didn't show as "the real story". everyone thinks everyone else is racist and its not getting anywhere. do they want us to live in a PC world where everyone is the same and there is capitalism and the american dream in the minds of every human? when does national geographic praise the western culture? if anything, i'd say they praise every culture but western.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in closing, people who compare other cultures (like those in national geographic) directly to western culture are racist for assuming they share the same belief structure and moral standard as the west.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the topless woman are objectified in the magazine because YOU objectify them. when this issue started, it was a time where pornography wasn't close to the level it is now and when a guy wanted to buy a boob book, their ignorant selves picked up a national geographic. that doesn't make THEM the problem, it makes the douches who buy the magazine to jack off the problem. its not the responsibility of the magazine to take into account the people who miss interpret the message it presents (diversity is great and important to the continuation of the human species)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people in the scientific world are considering our advancements as almost a new species classification because of the way western medicine is able to cure disease and all that. they think that western thinking people are literally more evolved than the people who don't use western medicine. who the fuck is racist now bitches! how could you think you are more evolved that someone who can tell the difference between the way animals smell and can tell if their is one in a 40 yard radius of them??? thats amazing!!! super human even! sounds like some sci-fy super hero stuff to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the funny part about this post is that i should be writing about the opposite idea towards this topic and instead, i've written more about how i dont want to/ disagree than is going to be asked of me to write on the other side.</content>
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    <title>deadragon @ 2009-03-22T12:34:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-22T19:44:55Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-22T19:44:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>mountain goats</lj:music>
    <content type="html">dude, bobby was soooo right about girls in the house. they are so fucking passive agressive and it pisses me off. i wake up and i dont even get all the way down stairs and emily throws a pile of stuff in my hands and i'm like... "whats going on?"&lt;br /&gt;"we're cleaning it because its a fucking mess!"&lt;br /&gt;well let me wake the fuck up first!! damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this summer is going to be so nice because emily will be gone and i (hope) we can get an artist or at least someone who is less full of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so welcome me now to laurence mode again. i'm keeping my bongs in my room and keeping everything that is MINE in my room and they'll see that i contribute a lot by the now lack of any contribution. this always seems to work.. it takes 5 min. for one of them to hang out in my room and then the rest of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kevs should know the shit she talks about him. i have saved their relationship 1,000,000 times by showing her that she is retarded at interpreting his actions. and who the fuck gets mad at a 20 something irish guy for drinking?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on that note, who do any girls seek out the "bad boys" or whatever. pot head, band member, bike kids. and then they try to stop them from doing what it is they did to (practically) attract them in the first place. "they love the pot head culture but that hate it when they smoke"??????? who the fuck thinks like that? and its the same for emz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically what i am trying to say with this post: emily sucks and puts a lot of unnecessary stress on me for shit thats not even my fault. sometimes i think she must have a giant bitch stick up her ass.</content>
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    <title>deadragon @ 2009-03-22T01:33:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-22T08:45:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-22T08:45:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>star trek!!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i just searched for the little douche on facebook and found pictures of him!!! you have no idea how lame this kid is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone else also just messaged me about the jacket so i REALLLLYYYY hope i can sell it to someone else and fuck this little kids plans like he did to me the past few days... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is such a funny little mini-drama. but in all seriousness i really need the money.. a lot.&lt;br /&gt;fuck this job-less economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i managed to put off my essay and sculpture work all this time i've been dealing with this jacked bullshit... i'm sure i'll do fine though.. the essay is only 500 words or something pathetic like that. art school rocks ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to have a party, and at this party play music and after, have other people play sets. and get a nice little group of people going on. maybe guitar will swoon some cuties hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;it would be nice to have some money so i could call up kelin and go out somewhere like she wanted. &lt;br /&gt;speaking of girls, i need to get the number of that cute indian girl i have been talking to. and hopefully her last name too. i cant believe how hard it has been to find her on facebook!! she must have no friends at emily carr on facebook or none whatsoever. but if thats true... i think i would die of happiness, assuming i get her number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been working on a painting for david and stef for the past few days.. i should really finish it.. then i might be able to take kelin out. and the indian girl too!! not to mention getting some fucking groceries!</content>
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    <title>deadragon @ 2009-03-21T14:52:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-21T22:04:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-21T22:04:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>kimya dawson</lj:music>
    <content type="html">this little dumbass is trying to buy a jacket off me but he's being sooo 13 about it.&lt;br /&gt;he was supposed to come yesterday and whatever and he never tells me whats going on. its so lame that i am looking to this little kid to get cash for a jacket so i can get some food. its pretty funny actually..... FUCK now he isn't coming today because he's got a "date" what the fuck is wrong with this kid!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;i was at urban source today and i got like.. 3 rolls of rubylyth today for like.. $10 (it would have been around $100 at opus) so i am sooo excited about that. everything regarding my screen printing is working out soo well as of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this summer is going to be so nice. owen and i are going to take screenprints and stencil art and all kinds of stuff to sell at the beaches. we'll just be hanging out smoking joints, playing guitar and making cash! maybe even make a reputation of some sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its weird how much of the stuff in the house has been custom made or at least customized. its awesome. and the black boards are really fun.</content>
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    <title>first post in a long time</title>
    <published>2009-03-21T10:04:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-21T10:04:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>do make say think</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i've been living in Vancouver BC for a few years now. i just now went back to my old journal to findout how i have changed in this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i have found out:&lt;br /&gt;1. i cared a lot more about what people thought of me back then&lt;br /&gt;2. thats was probably a good thing i shouldn;t have left behind.&lt;br /&gt;3. i need to keep track of my life a lot better.&lt;br /&gt;4. live journal is the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the other night i watched a movie with kelin. i had such a good time, its so strange how much you can think you know about someone just by how they look and whatever, but things aren't always like that. for instance, she smokes.. thats tight. i really like it when girls i like hanging out with smoke at least once and a while. and we had such a good time watching Akira and making fun/admiring anime. i really like hanging out with a girl i seem to be able to talk to like my room mates. it reminds me of when i hung out with 90% girls, i miss that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to consider how i feel while i hang out with cute girls more often(this is with a new subject in mind). i find that i'm always far too willing to bend over backwards for a girl i think is cute, even if she has a fucked personality. people who are so full of themselves and too interested in how they are doing to care about the other person. so fuck you hot girl, you're not that nice to hang out with, i can never stop thinking about how i want the next stage more than the current one. &lt;br /&gt;like when you feel like you just spent the night at a job interview or something... you really want to create this imaginary, always willing, always helpful version of yourself just to please them.. while at the same time they are sitting on a ridiculously undeserved throne of arrogance. worst job ever: pay is in the negatives, benefits dont exist, you boss is a BITCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was reading back into my older entries and i found that i was (and should now) giving the same attention to girls i was interested in and guys i am friends with. i would make it my goal to hang out with someone every day. i think it would be good for me to hang out with more of a verity of people. i love hanging out at the house with the roomies but i need to see other people too. and go to other places... though money will with hold that last bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to try to make these journal posts a regular thing from now on.&lt;br /&gt;and i could totally use the extra online time wasting tool</content>
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    <title>deadragon @ 2007-03-15T16:04:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-15T23:04:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-15T23:04:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I got Accepted to  the Emily Carr Institute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year I will be living in Canada. ehh?</content>
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    <title>deadragon @ 2006-11-26T12:17:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-26T19:17:46Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-26T19:18:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so i really want to fix the things that people see in me they dont like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could you tell me what you'd like me to change? (post anonymously) and i'll do my best</content>
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    <title>deadragon @ 2006-11-13T15:35:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-13T22:35:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-13T22:35:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i quit</content>
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    <title>deadragon @ 2006-02-03T18:31:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-04T02:44:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-04T22:51:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;FriendsOnly.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v74/deadragon/friendsonly.jpg" alt="because my i saw my mom reading it"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;comment to be added.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>i'm a monster</title>
    <published>2004-10-26T02:12:16Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-26T02:12:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hands down : dashboard</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i'm a really bad person. the worst i know.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:deadragon:48481</id>
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    <title>driving and stuff..</title>
    <published>2004-07-26T05:01:56Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-26T05:01:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>tiger army, what can i say?</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i drove a lot to day.. i drove to cassie's house.. i drove to outback after i had to leave cassie's house and i drove home.. before i drove to cassie's house i drove around for a long time.. it was awesome.. i'm getting pretty good. today is alex's birthday... good for him he's 18. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i have done one of these so here goes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When and how did we first meet?&lt;br /&gt;2. What was your first impression?&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you still think that way about me now?&lt;br /&gt;4. What do you think my weakness is?&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you think my strength is?&lt;br /&gt;6. What makes me happy?&lt;br /&gt;7. What makes me sad?&lt;br /&gt;8. What reminds you of me?&lt;br /&gt;9. If you could give me anything what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;10. How well do you know me?&lt;br /&gt;11. When's the last time you saw me?&lt;br /&gt;12. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you think I could kill someone?&lt;br /&gt;14. Describe me in one word.&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen?&lt;br /&gt;16. Do I make you nervous?&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you let me stay with you if I needed somewhere to go?&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you be comfortable being alone with me? &lt;br /&gt;19. Where do you see me in the future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep there it is.. have at it. please.. end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. my compute is being a jerk and i keep hitting "post" but it wont.. hopefully it will you you all can see this. end.. for real</content>
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    <title>driving and stuff..</title>
    <published>2004-07-26T04:43:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-26T04:43:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>tiger army, what can i say?</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ok so i went driving for a long time today.. it was awesome.. i'm getting to be pretty good.. i'm not really good yet but i am really getting there... yep. i went to cassie's house today.. i drove there.. yeah so anyways i went there then we went to goodwill.. then we watched big fish.. it was a really good time. then my mom and dad came and got me to go to the outback.. i drove there and did a really good park and my dad was like.. "that was a really good park eric" and i was like "... thanks?" yeah.. haha. then we ate. oh and the reason for going was because it is alex's birthday today so yeah... adam nick and seve went there too... it was fun. then i drove home.. then yeah. i need a shower sooo bad but i think i'll wait until i'm healed to do that because i could see it hurting.. lots. so yeah.. thats out until i have a good strong layer of skin on my thumb.. its really getting there though.. maybe 2-3 more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so done with this whole.."being hurt" thing.. it had its fun so now i just want to get back to not having to avoid using my left thumb.. its a pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i want you guys to do one of these for me.. i dont think i have done one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When and how did we first meet?&lt;br /&gt;2. What was your first impression?&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you still think that way about me now?&lt;br /&gt;4. What do you think my weakness is?&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you think my strength is?&lt;br /&gt;6. What makes me happy?&lt;br /&gt;7. What makes me sad?&lt;br /&gt;8. What reminds you of me?&lt;br /&gt;9. If you could give me anything what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;10. How well do you know me?&lt;br /&gt;11. When's the last time you saw me?&lt;br /&gt;12. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you think I could kill someone?&lt;br /&gt;14. Describe me in one word.&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen?&lt;br /&gt;16. Do I make you nervous?&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you let me stay with you if I needed somewhere to go?&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you be comfortable being alone with me? &lt;br /&gt;19. Where do you see me in the future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats it. end</content>
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    <title>look at this little robot thing</title>
    <published>2004-07-25T06:05:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-25T06:05:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://home.comcast.net/~lestat59/robots.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a photo album today and i made apair of cut-offs... awesome</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:deadragon:47506</id>
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    <title>cassie came over</title>
    <published>2004-07-24T19:41:51Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-24T19:41:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>TIGER ARMY!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yesterday was such a good day. I met Cassie at stc at 1:30 and then we went to Lloyd center. It was so hot outside.. like 105 degrease. we went around to different places so I could get these cd's that I ended up not getting because I can just copy them from people. so then we went to suncoast and I got Alex his birthday present.. so then we went up to get me some food.. but didn't// then we  went to see if we could see a movie.. but we didn't. then we went to sears and got a fan for my room. awesome. then we went to barns and nobles and read for half an hour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we left Lloyd and Cassie’s mom picked us up at stc and took us to my house. that’s right, Cassie came over to my house. and we did stuff until people got here then we all talked and stuff.. there were a lot of people. it was really fun. then we went downstairs and had food.. and watched Alex play video games.. then we went back upstairs. it was fun. it was just us and Ben again.. that was good, it didn't really matter is Ben was there. you guys are gross, Ben was on the computer and we were totally separate. it was by far the best night in a really long time. maybe even ever. so then at 11:15 my mom drove Cassie home and I went with her. we got to her block and they were still having the party. kind of so the street was blacked. I walked her to her house and said goodbye then went back to my mom's car. I thought that my mom would talk about stuff I really didn't want to talk about but she didn't so that was good. then I got home and went to sleep. today people are coming over and I hope they actually do... k that’s it. End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont you love robots?</content>
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    <title>this is the best game ever!!!</title>
    <published>2004-07-23T08:19:41Z</published>
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    <content type="html">dont play this game unless you have a lot of time.. because you wont be able to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.albartus.com/motas/"&gt;http://www.albartus.com/motas/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun. end</content>
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    <title>deadragon @ 2004-07-22T16:53:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-22T23:52:26Z</published>
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    <content type="html">look at this cool robot layout i made. what do you think?</content>
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    <title>first crash on longboard... oh yeah, great fun</title>
    <published>2004-07-22T04:15:57Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-22T04:15:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was long boarding to Whitney’s house and first I lost mall rats.. then when I was almost there I crashed sooo bad, you have no idea. I rolled like 3 or 4 fee then I hit the curb and flew 3 or 4 feet. I was so bloody and part of the tip of my thumb on my left hand came off.. but it put it back and I think it'll live. it was really bloody. so I walk the remaining 20 feet to Whitney’s house and her mom is outside doing yard work and she says "Whitney’s not here" shit. that sucks. I lost a movie, I spent a long time going there. I fell really bad and now I hear that she isn't home. that sucks. so she asked if I wanted a ride anywhere and I asked if I could go inside and clean up (on account of me being really bloody.. like REALLY bloody.. dripping bloody). so I go inside and I cant stop laughing at how stupid it was to think I could take that corner going as fast as I was. so I wash up a little and Whitney’s dad drives me home.. then whole time I am laughing. when I get inside my dad wanted to talk to me but then I showed him that I was bleeding so that was pretty much a "get out of jail free card" so I am now really bandaged up.. and this is going to hurt so much tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before all this happed thought I went over to Cassie's house and it was pretty fun.. we sat around and played card games then we ate Mac and cheese. then we played more card games then we watched mall rats.. that I later lost. I had a good time at Cassie's house. I was hoping for some alone time but it was fine. I’m going to go pass out from the blood loss. End</content>
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    <title>feeling better, maybe i just needed the best sandwich ever? yeah that was it</title>
    <published>2004-07-21T17:25:44Z</published>
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    <lj:music>hands down : dashboard confesinal</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hello all. I dot really have much to say but after my last post my night totally picked up. Brent, Bryce, Ben and I walked to the unfinished townhouses on hawksbeard. But we stopped at McDonalds first and I got a cheeseburger that was literally dripping with grease... it was still good though. I had to just let it drip for a while though. Then my mom called and I didn't pick up because I was on the phone with Cassie.. then Alex called Brent and Bryce’s cell phone.. and by then I was off the phone and my mom called me again so I picked up the phone and hade both phones up to my head and was talking to both of them.. it was funny.. I think. shut up it was. so my mom told me that I had to go home so Brent and Bryce went home and Ben and me went to my house.. except I got on my stomach on my long board.. and I had Ben push me all the was to my house. it was so much fun. you have no idea. then when we got inside. I made the best sandwich EVER!!! it was so big, it had lattice and pickles and mayonnaise and mustard and ham and turkey and craft singles... it was so good. I think I’ll make one this morning waiting for Ben to get back so I can go to cassie's house and dye lee's hair then lock ourselves in a room away from everyone else (me and cassie (if you didn't catch that)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok I know what you're thinking. "but why would you wait for Ben to call you? didn't he spend the night?" the answer would be yeah, he did spend the night but he had a drum lessen and he left before I woke up.. but at least he left a note. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok I still know what you're thinking, your thinking "but Eric, does this mean that people can go over to your house and sign you off of all the things on your computer and we have to ask to eat your food now?" the answer is yes....... fucker. just kidding. ok I’m going to go make a sandwich. End</content>
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    <title>half of the day was really good</title>
    <published>2004-07-21T04:48:07Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-21T04:48:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>brents mix cd that is actually really good</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well today i cut the grass and then went to my mom's work so she could give me money.. then i met cassie at stc so we could go to the zoo... we thought it was free day but it wasn't.. oh well. we went down town and hung out at pioneer... there was a really nosie asian guy.. things could have been betetr right then but on our way out we saw david and hung out with him for a while. he is a fun person to be with. then cassie lee and friends met up with us and they were in a really bad mood i guess or they dont like me so they totally destroyed the mood. lee doesn't disliek me but i think alyssa, katie, maddie and mya do. that sucks. we saw napolian dynomite.. it was so weird and randome.. but it was good. then after the movie david left us.. then we sat at the square.. they all disided to go to katie's house meanign that i couldn't be with cassie any more that day. i was pretty dissapointed but its ok i guess. then i sat around at sunset after they left calling everyone on my phone to see if anyone could do anything. no one could. then i called brent and bryce so i'm over here now. today is the first day of summer that i have struggled to find someone to hang out with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cassie lee wants me to do her hair tomorrow so that might happen hopeflly. if it does that means that cassie (lock) can come over and that would be the best ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel really washed up right now. its hard to find people to hang with now.. i remember thinking that i didn't want people to come over anymore and now i have to begg them too. this sucks. its weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this is all i guess. people.. call me. i'll let you sign me off of my stuff on my computer and you can eat all the food you want. end</content>
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