<?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-8786011258854308762</id><updated>2011-08-08T11:29:17.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>day in the life of...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-2106834585717097850</id><published>2010-11-10T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T09:39:15.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>vol. 10 no. 11 iss. 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;i must say that there is something about a amazingly beautiful day that makes me want to "write"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that my back porch is my favorite place to write... cause again... sitting in the same spot i have been for my last two blogs.. and i am enjoying this indian summer day immensely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;college. sucks. but i am trekking thru.. i have officially dropped math from my curriculum starting next semester.... and starting the skool of business here... so now i am less lost.. somewhat have a focus again in my studies.. in my life.. but we shall see if the same thing happens to me once i get further into the accounting classes... i hope not... and i must say that i will at least have a minor in math so my 60+ credit hours in that focus will not be a complete waste... that is about it on the college front... other than a short rant about how inconveniently placed fall break is... not only is it sooooooo beyond the need for a scholastic break... but when you return from it... there will be only two more weeks of classes before finals... that, i personally, will have already given up... fall break has only ever really brought me to a point of complete "i dont give a shit"... and then having to return to the same classes that i finally got a break from... sorry folks... i have already cashed out for the semester... at least this year im going into fall break with 1 A, 3 B's and 1 C...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more bitch about college... this semester... i think that SIUe has officially wasted my time and money... i have a complaint about 4/5 of my teachers... and the 5th teacher... no complaints but the class itself is a waste of my time... a brie on my semester:&lt;br /&gt;ENG309:: Animal Tales: assignments: read a ridiculous amount of stories/poem/essays on animals. then maybe we will have a quiz. Test: compare and contrast two stories from the bible size arsenal of stories we have read and you must quote from... so i have killed 1.5 40$ ink cartridges printing off all these readings.. apparently i am a B-worthy bullshitter to have passed that exam... but this teacher is making it a waste of my time to read.. with no apparent reason... cause the stories are not up for interpretation... just what he thinks... or what he thinks the author thought.. but then there is no incentive for my going to class... or for my reading... sorry english people.. but what a waste of time...&lt;br /&gt;MS251:: statistical Analysis for Business Decisions: this class is not a blow off class at all... it is cut, dry to the point.. so much that if you calculate a bunch of things but screw up a value or your calculations... its all marked off.. no partial credit.. which even in my higher math classes is given... its either right or wrong.. fine.. i can deal... but the homewerk... now here is my problem... i failed a homewerk assignment which was the same as the week prior just with a different type of graph.. sorry we are werking in excel.. first week.. i got a 90%... went in changed bar graphs to line graphs... and got a 30%.. wtf mate? two things make this unfair... one: i was not given back the first assignment til after the second was due... not knowing that he did not like my font... two: when i went in to ask "wtf mate?" he said that he grades on "a general feeling of how well i think you completed the assignment." Each assignment afterwards i was deducted points for things that were not deducted from the previous homewerk.. and that i hadnt changed... so i started bringing in my homewerks to have him check them before i turned in... granted this took me 4 weeks to finally get around to... just for him to point out my mistakes.. but then give me 100%... saying that if he has to "re-grade" it... he will find more mistakes.. what a threat! lesson learned bring it in before its due.. get a 100% despite mistakes... but still... poor kids that dont know that in this class.. which has a failure rate of 40% or maybe that's its passing rate.. dont remember.. yay for a B thus far tho...&lt;br /&gt;ECON111::  Microeconomics: this class is not a pain or anything.. just hard to get myself to go to it... it is the pre-req for ECON112 Macroeconomics which i have already taken and passed with an A, but does that excuse me no.. but this same reasoning has gotten me out of 3 other "gen ed's" according to SIUe...&lt;br /&gt;Math321::Abstract Algebra: this is my final math course... thought i would like the teacher... thought i would like the class... and you know i might... if the teacher could teach the damn class... notes really dont touch anything on the homewerk.. we are left to figure shit out ourselves... half the class is repeating it... and they are failing.. she assigns three assignments to be due say.. thu... then I at least show up with it done... then she postpones the homewerk to be due tue.. cause half the class doesnt have it done... this is the theme of this class... do a bunch of homewerk... and then i wont collect it... screwing over my other classes mostly.. i dont sleep much during the week..&lt;br /&gt;finally CMIS108::Computer Concepts and Applications: this is the biggest load of bullshit i have ever paid 600$ for!!!! Here is a class on Microsoft Office. objective: to learn Word, PowerPoint, and Excel...  they advise you dont try to test out of it.. cause the passing rate of the test is 4%. again "wtf mate?" i feel bad cause i no longer go to this class... with in the first month.. i had 80% of the homewerk done.. i used the 75 minutes allotted as a study hall and did the homewerk... last week i finished the last 2 assignments when i showed up thinking we had a test... if i didnt need this class to get into the SOB at SIUe... i would have tried to be part of the 4% that pass that test.. but i guess its wasnt werth the gamble of elongating my college career...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that my reviews are written for the teacher eval's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dont think i have much more to say...  my life is pretty much all skool these days.. that and some awesome tv series... ((which if you have HBO start watching Boardwalk Empire its my sunday highlight)) and thanks to the ladies that live across the street that have the NFL ticket.. i get to watch the bears lose week after week due to the lack of an offensive line.. which is why Boardwalk Empire is my sunday highlight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few fun facts:: groovy loves skunks sooooo much that she was one for halloween... mags and i went as the blues brothers.. and won the costume contest... today is absolutely amazing!!!!! my dryer takes way too long to actually dry laundry... my backyard looks god awful due to an infestation of moles... and my computer is going to die so i guess thats my cue to stop boring you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-2106834585717097850?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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math... and that is about it... so after thinking that i had what i wanted to do with the rest of my life set in my head when i moved here... i yet again have found myself really without direction having recently given up on math in sec ed.. so i figure i'd give accounting a try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also in looking back.. i am kicking myself for having taken 4 years to come back to a college career... math is not like riding a bike.. you dont just remember it when you pick up a pencil... and hell i might even be able to blame the 4 years at ernies for destroying my memory... but i'd just like to blame being out of practice.... but i must also add that maybe math and i were not meant to be life long friends.. who knows if i had moved on like the perfect college student whether or not i would have chosen to give up on it then as well.. no way to tell now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also in coming back 4 years later... being 25 and in level 200 even 300 classes.. i have joined the "returning to skool" group... the ones that are just older than majority of the class.. though i at least am not an obvious member... but when classmates are planning their 21st birthdays and are discussing how to score a case for the weekend... i just feel old... and when it finally comes out that i am 25... the surprise on people's faces is still a surprise to me... i guess i just look like im 21.. but then i still act 21 from time to time... such is life.. eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;further... i still feel as though i am suppose to be where i am... the dog and i have settled in southern illinois pretty nicely... and what little feelings of being homesick that i experienced in the fall have almost completely vanished... unfortunately even with some really awesome times had back in aurora... i still have to coerce myself to go home.. the 4 hour drive can be a bit of a drag... then having something.. anything to do in aurora... i cannot just sit at my parents house like i can my own house here... there isnt a bar other than the full moon that i enjoy really going to... and thats only during the week.. not weekends... i must add that the last few times i have been home... i have not only made plans.. sometimes double booking myself.. but  having things to do.. having people to see makes the 4 hours trip werth it... and has made me happy to have been home.. sadly... i still have many people whom i have not seen since i moved that i want to... but to make up for that.. i have seen people of which i have not seen in YEARS... hell some pre-Ernies era of my life... and sometimes i feel reluctant to come back to my home here... but when i do finally get in the car and make it to my home... i feel relieved to be here.. and not back there.. confirming my belief that i am meant to be here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i make it seem like southern illinois is perfect and im living in a nirvana.. i gotta add that im still too new to have any kind of feelings/history/baggage 25 years in one town can stack up... i really have no complaints about here other than the gigantic bugs... grasshoppers the size of half dollars... spiders too... then not as gross but still wtf... slugs 4-6 inches long... also.. with being so close to anheiser busch.. i would figure beer would be slightly cheaper.. not at all.. woodman's still the best prices.. other than that.. the people down here are quite nice.. we have found a ernies/mike'splace/fullmoon down here that we do enjoy and now kind of now all the bartenders and regulars... and we feel very welcomed by them.. so that is pretty awesome.. yay for people who like to drink as much as we do!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways... skool can kinda suck... but lets see what next year brings... moving was a great idea! maybe soon i will love going back to aurora for a visit... and cheers for new faces and old faces!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also have to admit being down a further south... im surrounded mostly by country... and am starting to really like it and collect it... save me? need suggestions other than country/western to listen to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-3237573585082939088?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/3237573585082939088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2010/04/vol-10-no-04-iss-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/3237573585082939088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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implemented in my life... but where to begin is going to be difficult... i warn this is long.. i will post another one soon so i dont blog a whole novelette...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 will be going down as a milestone in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i have heard it referenced as a quarter-life crisis... i turned 25... a year i really never wanted to see... but yet here it is...guess it really was a crisis for me... 25 and looking at where i wanted to be and what i wanted to do with my life finally after many years of avoiding the "where do you want to be in 5 years.." question i finally got around to answering it... a simple haircut or dye job wouldnt have corrected my dissatisfaction i was experiencing... so i hopped my best friend's train to go back to skool... which i think could  be correlated to a 50 yr old getting a face lift or a sports car... many years i have been saying that i wanted to and that i needed to and even with the many that i had encouraging me i held off on those plans.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess my quarter life crisis was the time that was right for me to box up my work shoes, concert tickets, and my bar tabs... and move to cardinal/ram territory... proudly wearing cubs and bear gear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;to celebrate such a change... i figured what better gateway to my new ways... then a weekend trip to ireland with two of my bestest friends... funny, when destroying the vault of my life--my room--i found a homework assignment from grade skool... that  asked 'where would you want to go on vacation'... my response was "ireland with chuck..." apparently jackie and i have been planning such a trip for nearly 15 years.. (that trip... from what i can remember.. will have to be its own blog..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must say that turning 25 with jackie and maggie... in a small pub in dublin... with 'sunday bloody sunday' ringing from down the street...( u2 was in dublin for the first time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt;)... was no less than perfect... and no i wouldnt have wanted to be at the concert...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;moving on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;to continue on my path of change... i must throw a shot out to staples... for the first time in over 4 years... i guess i have a someone that i affectionately call staples.. accident prone and all... he would be my boyfriend... and i must add... i broke the whole 3 mo curse... maybe you dont see this as huge... but it kind of is for me... i guess with recent global climate changes... hell did freeze over some...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;another 'may-not-seem-major-but-is-major' event in 2009 was the closing of the old uncle pats.. E     McC   's... for many it was just a bar they frequented.. for karaoke or cause they were at one point a good friend of mine and we hung out there all the time... but i must say that it was my bar... it was one of the few...THE FEW... bars that i could walk in alone and have a great time... it become more than just ernie's to me... its where i wanted to be to celebrate.. to forget... to just be... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;ernies introduced me to some of my closest friends... it was our bar not just mine... and the memories from that place... dear god... everyone has one.. good or bad... going to that bar changed my life... if i was writing my autobiography... the last 4 years would be its own part named Ernies... as much as we hate it... we loved it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;my love affair with the bar was interupted when i went on thirds... but it was revived after the 6 month stint on thirds... cause when i returned to the nite life in aurora.. it seemed as tho everyone else left the nite life... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;reflecting on how much that bar meant to me... it wasnt really that is was a bar... but the regulars and the bartenders there know more about me that i would say most of you (if anyone is reading this) know about me... and i will take full blame for that... but ernies closing was just another nail in the coffin of  my life prior to my crisis... another reason to move on.. and leave aurora behind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;i never believed in signs before... that someone/something in the heavens somehow giving you a direction as to where to go/what to do... but i guess this year has been filled with many signs to move on from the life i knew back in aurora... and to be here sitting on my back porch enjoying a gorgeous fall day...&lt;br /&gt;but the signs... like... loosing things that once described me... my thumb ring that i have had since i was 18 and fought over ownership for... my blue hoodie that i stole and wore the hell out of... my room.... loosing these things specifically... i now, at least, dont have a constant reminder for memories associated with them...  i think its for the better... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;i must add... one, i want subway right now... and two, since i have join the masses with using facebook, i must thank facebook for their great feature called hide... so that i can discontinue certain people's roles in my life by not concerning myself really with them at all... having said certain people continue in my life's story will just poison the (for lack of a better term) "recycled" me... they hold baggage that i do not need nor want in my life anymore... best way to describe it... seeing their pic or their status is like the smell of vodka for me.. makes my stomach hurt and makes me want to vomit... harsh i know... but eh..  so thank you facebook cause myspace and twitter do not allow me to just hide them (i guess im not quite come to terms with just deleting them cause if i ever want to see what is happening with them... i still can...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;conclusion:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;this year has forced me to reevaluate my life... come to terms with a lot of bullshit... closed chapters in my life... that i wanted to keep open... but it seems that life just a cycle of ridding oneself of the old and being open to welcome the new...  as i did before... i moved on from the life i once knew 4 years ago... i will move on from the past 4 years...&lt;br /&gt;i know this all sounds very negative... but its just a shed of skin... it once was me... and has contributed to whom i am... i can keep going with analogies... i just dont need these people and things in my life anymore... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;anyways... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;i must say i did well this year... cause along with my talk of going back to skool... i talked plenty of wanting to see ireland by the time i was 25... did well taking two things off my "bucket list" so to speak...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to come shortly... figured... this was plenty to share now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt; and i have to go rip out carpet from my house...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;rb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-2419653899068949182?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/2419653899068949182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/10/vol-09-no-10-iss-24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/2419653899068949182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/2419653899068949182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/10/vol-09-no-10-iss-24.html' title='vol. 09 no. 10 iss. 24'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-4583000755604580800</id><published>2009-01-30T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T10:52:50.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vol. 09 No. 1 Iss, 31: tagged again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(To do this, go to “notes” under tabs on your profile page, paste these instructions in the body of the note, type your 25 random things, tag 25 people (in the right hand corner of the app) then click publish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. i am currently very hungover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. the movie jaws made me physically sick cause i thought he ate the dolphins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. when young, i was in love with dolphins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. i still like dolphins actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. the instant coffee that i am currently trying to enjoy is too hott..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. many have concluded that i am a quite a functioning *drunk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. i have always been the live in the present type person.. til now.. future plans made.. wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. for the longest time.. i read FTW.. as fuck the werld.. til i was told it could ALSO mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. i moved my blog which is pointless to read... to blogspot.. magikpeanut.blogspot.com i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. i think 25 random things is too much randomness for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. i really should be getting ready for werk.. stupid facebook... i blame bauler...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. if a relationship with me is attempted... you will meet your love right after me.. its been proven.. good luck chuck is my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. my heart is currently in a co-werker's drawer at werk... wrapped in a papertowel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. i have been told many a times that i am cold blooded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Big Dave said i would be a lizard if i were to be an animal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. soon i will have my picutre taken with Ned Flanders..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. i hate confrontation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. i hate compliments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. i hate getting bought drinks at bars...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. maggie should never pretend to be me... i get stalkers that way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. my hair is turning white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. for the first time in 8 years i added color to my hair.. love you mattmccain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i only have two more of these things to go!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. this was a great thing to do over my morning coffee... thanks BAU-ler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i really need to move where the weather suits my cloths...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-4583000755604580800?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/4583000755604580800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/01/vol-08-no-1-iss-31-tagged-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/4583000755604580800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/4583000755604580800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/01/vol-08-no-1-iss-31-tagged-again.html' title='Vol. 09 No. 1 Iss, 31: tagged again'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-7717966163462903712</id><published>2008-08-20T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T10:07:04.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vol. 08 No. 8 Iss. 20</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i really should be in bed at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;but i am kind of restless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the beginning of my weekend... and I feel as though i should stay up like I usually do and try to make something of my day... see people... do laundry... go shopping... be a person that actually is awake during the day hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but werking the lovely fucking hours that I do... i must say that it kind of puts a kink in the daily life that i used to know...&lt;br /&gt;everyone keeps saying... you'll get used to it... and i suppose i have... i manage not to be late... i just gave up more than i ever would in order to have a 40hr paycheck that comes with benefits..&lt;br /&gt;but its more than sunlight that i get neglected from... but then its not just my job that seems to keep those who i consider good friends, and maybe once upon a time they did i, from me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this might turn into a rant.. i forewarn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i understand that thru life.. friends really do come and go... but this season of change seems to not be just a transition.. but more forced... coerced.. by others... funny thing is i told you it would happen and you told me it wouldnt... just note.. there still isnt a damn thing or person in this werld that would ever keep me from being your friend... i still consider you one.. that will never change even if we go some time without talking.. even as pissed as I am now or even then.. hell you call me... my issues would melt away... i hold grudges but not well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently many things have been really come into light.. the fish scales fell from my eyes... many things about me.. many things about those I surround my self with... such revelations are prob due to the whole sobriety thing... so i guess this thing i call a job... really has taught me more than how precious a weekend truly is...&lt;br /&gt;i have learned who really have been friends to me... those who are still friends.. that many people are truly selfish... really fucking selfish.. i am too.. but i dont believe i would do the things i have seen/experienced... but hell.. such is life... right? what can we do but only move on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i shall.. but i might come back to the above topic... since that is really what is keeping me awake... i am losing patience with many people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. nothing really new at all... i really just sleep all day... dread werk all night.. and hope that maybe something different will come along... though i might have to look for another job for that to happen... i miss weekends a lot.. A LOT.. i never liked werking weekends.. but always have.. but when you are werking over nights all weekend long... that means I get to do jack shit.. dont really try to do things before werk b.c of the greater dread i would have going into werk.. but i guess that is why i miss many people.. not many people can stay out all night on a week night with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry thought i would have many things to add other than my bitching about people... but i guess i really dont...&lt;br /&gt;and if you would like to know if you are exempt from this... rant... fill in the blank below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have not seen rachelbrown any time recently because of enter person's name here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you can fill in a name... specifically a name... your child's name(s) excluded... then you have been included...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if you are up at 630am and would like to do breakfast... let me know...&lt;br /&gt;if you would like to visit the dog park with me... let me know...&lt;br /&gt;if you can afford to come out with me on a wed/thurs night... let me know...&lt;br /&gt;cause that is about all i do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otherwise... til the next time we cross paths...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bet you wished you didnt take the time this time...&lt;br /&gt;my apologies..&lt;br /&gt;rb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-7717966163462903712?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/7717966163462903712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2008/08/vol-08-no-8-iss-20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/7717966163462903712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/7717966163462903712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2008/08/vol-08-no-8-iss-20.html' title='Vol. 08 No. 8 Iss. 20'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-8205706873886783307</id><published>2008-07-24T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T10:05:41.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>vol. 08 No. 7 Iss. 24</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so peoples... here is the scoop on a couple things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. cheetos at new werk A5... that is where the vending lady i have cursed in previous blogs move my cheetos to... something that needed to be said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. my birthday celebration weekend... its this upcoming weekend... make no plans for sunday or monday night... or at least give me one of the two nights if not both... plans to follow below..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. so i did finally quit keller... finally the door mat i had become wore too thin... and i kinda got fed up... so then i continued my lovely part time gig at alliedbarton.. that is the name of the place i now work.. and a full time position opened... but over nights 1030p to 630a fri thru tue... giving me wed and thurs night off... which kind of.,.. really... really.. sucks ass... but the job itself is pretty easy as long as the computers are werking... when they dont werk... it really sucks... but im full time... i got my benefits package things today too... that will start september.. but i really hate the fucking hours... really really hate the hours.. weekends are something never to be taking advantage of... as for the rest of what i can say about werk... i will refrain from..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. since i started this job... my dog has now taken my mother as her owner... i see my dog briefly in the morning when i get home and she actually is inside... then briefly before i go to werk at night... i try to get to the dog park or play with her somewhat.. but when you sleep thru out the day its hard to get things done.. not everything stays open til late nor do places really open real early...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. also vball has not been happening this summer... which saddens me very much so... i apologize to many for that... but hell it hard to promise being up by like 5 or hell even 8 it seems like... so i do apologize for that... i really do.. but this sunday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. funny thing is.. just reading about my bday party last year... and seankent was in town... and he is again... and apparently he owes me lunch... mmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. i have much more to say but i cannot come up with those many things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many/most of you i miss...even the few that are mere acquaintances.. i miss seeing a lot of people... i miss going out and having a good time... hopefully things start changing for me again soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this birthday bash thing of mine... this is what i have in the werks...&lt;br /&gt;ok, since most people werk monday til 5.. i will be doing most of the celebrating on sunday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my house sunday for some fun/food/beverages sunday around 3ish... below is me rambling about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around 6ish i am going to lighting the grill and having some foods with some drinks... please do kind of rsvp if you plan on coming... and rsvp with one of the following...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-partying all night with you rb!&lt;br /&gt;-stopping by for some foods and drinks but not all night...&lt;br /&gt;-i will stop by dont think i will eat but drink yesh!&lt;br /&gt;-im dawn...&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;-i will try my damnest to stop by.. but i make no promises and if o do i wont eat or drink..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before submitting rsvp please raise your right hand and repeat the following:&lt;br /&gt;i promise not to have the cops called to your house...&lt;br /&gt;i promise to not make your front yard a garbage...&lt;br /&gt;i promise not to almost die...&lt;br /&gt;i promise to acknowledge and follow the smoking rules...&lt;br /&gt;i promise not to threaten you or bring someone who will threaten you..&lt;br /&gt;i promise to forfeit keys if told to...&lt;br /&gt;and i promise to cheers you for making it this far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think those cover most bases... just let me know.. need to figure out how much foods I need... its going to be byob... no underagers can drink.. but are allowed... as are dogs and children... please note this is open invitation... parentals are in invited as is siblings esp if i know them all well....&lt;br /&gt;one thing that will be different from the last 5/6 years... J&amp;amp;L will be here! for those of you who dont know... that would be JamesBrown and Lovely Linda... they will be joining for the cookout portion of the night... nothing really will change just will have a J&amp;amp;L...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think this will be the last about the bday...&lt;br /&gt;its not going to be an all nighter party.. .clearly cause its sunday... the party will prob be shut down by request of the elders at the shindig... from there we will hit a bar... dont know what one.. but hell most of you werk monday morning anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i forgot to add... if you would like to help me out with some side dishes, drinks, or something, please msg/email/txt me and let me know... the help would be appreciated esp if you rsvp with partying all night with you rb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for your time... sorry kind of long... and pointless as usual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-8205706873886783307?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/8205706873886783307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2008/07/vol-08-no-7-iss-24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/8205706873886783307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/8205706873886783307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2008/07/vol-08-no-7-iss-24.html' title='vol. 08 No. 7 Iss. 24'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-920081154265050995</id><published>2008-04-17T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T10:04:14.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vol. 08 No. 4 Iss. 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so last night got home and passed out at like 1130... though you should try Turf Room... off randall... kind of pricey (get someone to take you! thnx jeremiah!).. but they have crazy drinks there... and $3 FatTire on Tap! But no COORS! just Miller shit products... Jeremiah ordered a pizza... it was fantastic! but the cocktails were like 10.95 each... but it looks nice and pretty cool inside.. I got something called the Program... it was all Rum... Jeremiah got... sh*t... i dont remember... his was just a long island with a different name... they come in funky glasses that are bent and look like they are going to spill... you dont get to keep them either... but for that price I would think that you should have been able to... anyways... the reason for the story... i woke up at like 5... fully rested... fought to sleep for 2 hours... woke up... now you get mumble jumble b/c i can't sleep anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some more places you should check out... went to Wild Orchard right by the Turf Room with Jackie!!! they are decently priced.. not as well as the Riverview Diner, but still not to shabby... and their fries are WAFFLE FRIES!!! The place is diner style... I tried their pesto chicken panini and it was pretty good... more bread the chicken... but still werth it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more suggestion... I will have to visit my tobacco store today or tomorrow to find out when... but they are opening a cigar lounge!!! THAT MEANS SMOKING INSIDE PEOPLE!!! SMOKING INSIDE!! And not just cigars... it will be a hookah lounge/coffee joint... down fall but completely understandable... just like the Oasis... it will have a $10 minimum... however they cannot serve food due to the new laws... so you will be dropping $10 a night to sit there... I suppose... but hell... the owner kicks ass... and I will let you know for sure when it opens and we shall have a night out/in! They said possibly this weekend or next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to ME, to help my money situation, i got me a part time jobby job with Big Dave and the rest of the downer house it seems like too at the place formerly known as Initial.. should learn the name of place i will be werking at... but anyways here is the kicker folks: 9:30pm-1:30am mon thru fri... so this job is not also going to give me spending money again... but it is also going to make me save all my spending money b/c i cant go out, really, all week... greatest part: it still allows me to play some vball!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also to help my money situation I have been picking up dog sitting and baby sitting jobs like crazy it seems... Starting tomorrow... I will be spending 10 days in south elgin... with a samoyed... google it... then note i wear all black to werk... and its shedding season... woo woo... come visit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For months maggie and i were planning this glorified trip to Denver to see the Cubs at COORS field... it was a great trip to Tennessee... I mean Colorado.. We visited the Jack Daniels Distillery... I mean Coors Brewery... Got some nice bottles... that i havent had much of... mmm.... need to change that... if they aren't gone already... BUt basically... we drove and we drove and we drove.. visited Nashville and Chattanooga... Hotels suck and cost too much money... p.s. the Marriott we stayed at for half the price of the Sheridan was soooooo much nicer... but we did find some nice bars to chill at... and then we saw Ruby Falls... which I am still pissed that we didnt get to go to the second cave.. and stupid lookout mountain.. you can see seven states from look out mountain... cost 30 dollar to see a fucking view... bullshit! so we didnt do that... did meet some of the stupidest star bucks employees... then maggie spilled hers in my car... my car was fine.. her purse not so much... it was absolutely beautiful... esp KY... yeah KY jelly.. Kentucky was gorgeous... Route 41 the best road ever... "Edward T. Breathitt Parkway" (he was elected governor in 1963) was a great stretch of road... straight.. level.. and 75mph... No matter where we went we found Route 41... it took us everywhere... it was good times.. Next time we shall maybe have an agenda... but whatever... it was hella good times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JamesBrown is home werking... and it bothers me a bit that I dont feel free to walk out and smoke... but i am going to be strong... brb...&lt;br /&gt;there is a kite stuck in a tree in my backyard... sad day for some kid...&lt;br /&gt;LETS GO FLY A KITE!!! totally doing it... who's game?&lt;br /&gt;Also... birds are annoying.. esp the woody the wood pecker who its pecking away at a tree or something... but i cannot find him at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see what else... apparently.. according to temp agency.. i am over qualified for most jobs out there and should be making lots more money than I am... woo woo... isnt that great... too bad they can't get me a job either... career builder also is sending me crap for jobs too... and the people contacting me are over an hour away... i think it may be time to look into going back to skool... only if I knew what the hell i want to do with my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also... recently have found out that the five years of training to get my temper down... has been reversed... short fuse all over again... and I love jameson... and have taken back up Jack... and they do not help... at all... PMS and Jameson... ooh... look out! i guess... stay away or keep me away from them or just be on my good side... beer does the body good anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got over being sick... nice throat thingy that my doctor couldnt even figure out... so I was put on antibiotics... that I think were counteracted with my drinking... but whatever... throat all better... well the pain is gone... but it was a nice looking... something on my tonsil... then mon tue and wed i think the antibiotics also decided to attack me... they hurted me... but done with them and hopefully wont have to see doc for another year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to conclude... the weather is finally changing... barefoot season is just beginning... here comes Cubs games... volleyball... sitting out in someone's back yard with drinks and a fire... ninja spiders stalking me in my bathroom... summer is in the air...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for taking the time to read my random happenings in life...&lt;br /&gt;won't you be my neighbor?&lt;br /&gt;i want to send a shout out to my peeps! you know who you are...&lt;br /&gt;you made me shout out to you... angie?&lt;br /&gt;please join me next time!!&lt;br /&gt;rb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I also hate the fact the myspace is becoming more like facebook b/c i hate facebook... but i have blocked everyone from getting updates on me... i don't want to know when you changed your interests or your status or you default pic or became friends with someone... i dont care... i do take the time to actually check your profiles when I want to... that is mean... i know... but whatever... so as I believe... do unto others as you would have dun unto you... I have saved you from finding out when I do shit... cause i have no update subscriptions... a kind FYI... thank you. the management..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-920081154265050995?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/920081154265050995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2008/04/vol-08-no-4-iss-17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/920081154265050995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/920081154265050995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2008/04/vol-08-no-4-iss-17.html' title='Vol. 08 No. 4 Iss. 17'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-8015081762773670799</id><published>2008-03-18T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T10:03:00.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vol. 08 No. 3 Iss. 18: Tagged</title><content type='html'>i have been tagged... and since i love natalie... i will comply with the tagging thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here’s how to play. Once you’re tagged you have to write a blog with ten random things, facts, habits or goals about yourself. At the end list ten people to be tagged and why you tagged them. Don’t forget to leave them a comment (you’re it!) and tell them to read your blog. You can’t tag the person who tagged you so let them know when you posted so they can see your answers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. This is just like the rest of my blogs... just random things that i need to get out of my system usually... i will try to come up with this week’s randomness though...&lt;br /&gt;2. i will be going to Denver this weekend with my of my bestest gf’s Mags... we are both broke... but hell we are doing it!!! and all for the love of the cubs and COORS!!!&lt;br /&gt;3. i am currently house sitting for my buddy’s aunt... along with the house came three teenagers... they have been sooo much fun! the middle child reminds me too much of me when I was about his age... scary... &lt;br /&gt;4. after today... i will be broker than usual... damn car is going to cost me 400$... that is just shy of a whole paycheck these days... (find me a job!)&lt;br /&gt;5. i made a limited mix tape of songs that i have obsessed over for one reason or another at some point of my life... and in doing this... i have recently found out that i have a very depressing taste in music.. almost morbid... i think that is the werd i am looking for... &lt;br /&gt;6. by the time i turn 25 i want to have been to ireland.. or at least booked to go... who’s with me?!&lt;br /&gt;7. also for my quarter of a century birthday.. i want a HUGE shindig... concert style... i may need a lot of help for that... &lt;br /&gt;8. last night (st. patty’s day) was absolutely so much fun... it was great sitting with familiar faces at ernies... ones that used to regular that place... and some that dont...&lt;br /&gt;9. i really should be cleaning out my car at this moment... and i am running low on things to say...&lt;br /&gt;10. my next blog, i am hoping will be more in depth about me and the way i am the way i am... been having so many discussions and many people don’t really get me... and generally are surprised when i tell them some stories... i guess that is a goal... meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be tagging said people below... b/c i think that they need something to do... and also to see if some would actually do it... mmmwhahahahahaha.. luvyas!&lt;br /&gt;jessica, angie, dawn, gail, jenna, danny, zach, littlegrasshopper, natemount, and bauler...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-8015081762773670799?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/8015081762773670799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2008/03/vol-08-no-3-iss-18-tagged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/8015081762773670799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/8015081762773670799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2008/03/vol-08-no-3-iss-18-tagged.html' title='Vol. 08 No. 3 Iss. 18: Tagged'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-3807852418008570030</id><published>2008-02-05T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T10:01:43.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vol. 08 No. 2 iss. 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ok.. its been a minute since I have told anyone really about what is goin on in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish something good as changed since Vol. 11 No. 26... but nothing really has...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will try to fill you in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I have completed 20 Classik Rock Volumes for the DawnLadwig... aka. Punk. and I will give you the next set once I get there...&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to turn this into me bitching about politics... but I am too tired to try to make sense of that... besides America is going to shit... slowly... oops... my bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on... I am officially on the job search for those who know anyone hiring... I need to make next month's bills... and currently its not looking so good for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which then brings me to the biggest thing coming along in my life... is a Mr. Tom Petty... on the floor... at the united center... I am so stoked for this concert... I have seen him like 6 times... and this will be the closest I have been to someone I almost consider a god... holy shit... so excited... sorry to those who aren't coming with me... I wish I could help you out... buy tickets! there are plenty of you!!! and he is more than werth it!!! he is also the reason I am broke. that and going from full time to part time at werk... *censored*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the smoking ban.. fucking sucks ass... fuck IL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I am going for a smoke with Angie on the phone... to plan on our kick ass road trip this weekend... woo woo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. so I am going to Quincy this saturday for nothing but shits and giggles...&lt;br /&gt;also.. WI is the best place ever for shits and giggles.. this past saturday ruled!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah WI...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I starting knitting and in turn got Dawn, Jackie, and Jenna knitting... I am an old maid... that shares her past times...&lt;br /&gt;also I am a dork... proven over and over again to many people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my dog... she rules... the bestest friend in the whole wide werld...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate white out with the sponge applicator... buying a 24 case of beer is far more satisfying than going out every night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I had my first panic attack since RE/MAX today... no good.. no good at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love potatoes... either scalloped with cheese or twice baked oohh... love potatoes...&lt;br /&gt;i love gail! for listening to my babble...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on three way with gail and dawn.. woo woo.. big pimpin'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo... Martini ROOM... is not the same as my second home the Martini Bar... but it werks... its about the same... but hell... it no longer has Charolette's everywhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new hobby p.s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I think this is about all I am good for, for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summation:&lt;br /&gt;I hate the winter...&lt;br /&gt;I miss many...&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;"maybe somewhere down the road a ways...&lt;br /&gt;you will think of me and wonder where I am these days...&lt;br /&gt;maybe somewhere down the road when some one plays...&lt;br /&gt;purple haze..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best wishes..&lt;br /&gt;rbg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. the last set of classik rock volumes which are not finished:&lt;br /&gt;vol. XII : Carole King Tapestry and Jefferson Airplane Surrealistic Pillow&lt;br /&gt;vol. XIII : Janis Joplin&lt;br /&gt;vol. XIV : Grateful Dead American Beauty and Working Man's Dead&lt;br /&gt;vol. XV.i : CSNY&lt;br /&gt;vol. XV.ii : CSN and some times Y... and their solo careers&lt;br /&gt;vol. XVI : Creedence Clearwater Revival&lt;br /&gt;vol. XVII : The Band&lt;br /&gt;vol. XVIII : Loggins &amp;amp; Messina and Arlo Guthrie&lt;br /&gt;vol. XIX : ______ Brothers (allman, everly, righteous, chambers, and doobie)&lt;br /&gt;vol. XX : When We Were on the Eve of Destruction (comp by yours truly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in final conclusion... I love a Dawn "Punk" Ladwig... a Betty Lynn... an Angie?... and a Schmags!!! ohh can chris bauler for making a special trip to give me a hug... thanks a bunch for everything today!!!&lt;br /&gt;and Dawn wants everyone to remember Maggie's roast this past year... cause that was fucking hilarious!!!! fuck yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-3807852418008570030?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/3807852418008570030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2008/02/vol-08-no-2-iss-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/3807852418008570030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/3807852418008570030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2008/02/vol-08-no-2-iss-5.html' title='Vol. 08 No. 2 iss. 5'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-5450116633880374558</id><published>2007-11-26T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T13:28:05.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vol. 07 no. 11 iss. 26</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ok... so its been long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates in my life... not many but we shall see where this goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, lets just start with the fact that Danny and Jenna got married yesterday... and I do not know how to spell congratulations... bc i always spell it Congradulations... so ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; CONGRADULATIONS!!! Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Waskow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;moving along... I hurt... I am, one, very hungover... and two, severely bruised... and I dont know why... well I know why I am hungover... damn open bars... and then post quiet in the hotel parties...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think, I think I am, therefore I am, I think&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Establishment:&lt;br /&gt;of course you are my bright little star,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ive miles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And miles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Of files&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pretty files of your forefathers fruit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And now to suit our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Great computer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Youre magnetic ink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Im more than that, I know I am, at least, I think I must be&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Inner man:&lt;br /&gt; there you go man, keep as cool as you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Face piles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And piles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Of trials&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;With smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It riles them to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That you perceive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The web they weave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And keep on thinking free.&lt;br /&gt;~Moody Blues~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I have a blister on my thumb from straightening my hair yesterday... and it doesn't hurt but its annoying.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love putting "..." at the end and mostly in the middle of everything I type and then returning a few times to start my next point...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lets see... anything else new... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fill this out... it entertains me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dear RachelBrown:&lt;br /&gt;I ___ you. You have a nice ______. You make me _______. You should _______. Someday I will ______. You + me = ________. If I saw you now I'd __________. I want to ________ you. I would build a _______ just for you. If I could sing you any song it would be _________. We could __________ under the stars. If i could take you anywhere in the world with me i would take you ______________. Life without you would be like ________________________. If you died tomorrow my reaction would be ____________________. I filled this out most of all because _______________________. So now for my final words ____________________________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;_______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. ______________.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cb's response of all fart was hilarious.. thanks... and big dave's with frying me and then eating me... did bring a smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;moving along... or more like backwards... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I think I need a good long holiday... a long holiday... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hate painting my own toes... scrabble is fun... and I am not too shabby at it...&lt;br /&gt;www.jigzone. com is very entertaining to me...&lt;br /&gt;89mojo aint to shabby... and a good time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So something exciting in my life... just came to mind... so Dawn asked me to make her a mix tape of Classik Rock... I laughed... I was like I cannot do that on one 80 minute CD... unless I burned a DVD of MP3's... then I think I would be able to do it... so I started a ClassikRock Collection for her... Here are the current volumes she has receieved:&lt;br /&gt;I Pink Floyd&lt;br /&gt;II.i Led Zeppelin&lt;br /&gt;II.ii Led Zeppelin&lt;br /&gt;III Rolling Stones/Doors&lt;br /&gt;IV The Who/Hendrix&lt;br /&gt;V Jim Croce&lt;br /&gt;VI.i MoodyBlues&lt;br /&gt;VI.ii Moody Blues/Lovin' Spoonful&lt;br /&gt;VII Simon &amp;amp; Garfunkel&lt;br /&gt;VIII Paul Simon/George Harrison&lt;br /&gt;IX Traveling Wilburys&lt;br /&gt;X.i Bob Dylan&lt;br /&gt;X.ii Some more Bob Dylan&lt;br /&gt;XI.i Tom Petty&lt;br /&gt;XI.ii Tom Petty/Fleetwood~with the transition song being Stop Draggin My Heart Around... the duet of Petty with Stevie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and before you're like OMG! she left out yadda yadda yadda... there are in the making... just have to finalized and then do the album art... but all the volumes are burned onto cd's that look like records... and I also make my own sleeves for the cd's too... its very slow at werk... but if you have talked to me at all in teh last couple months... this was what I was talking about... dreaming about... i was slightly obsessed... so... yesh... if you would like to know more please contact me...*shrug*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still hurt... and this has taken me about 2.5 hours to type... i think i am done... few more things before I go though... i really like everything in lower case letters... i don't like my I's in caps.. nor my name... but its a hard habit to break... the whole not capping I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I want a R. Brown Bears jersey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i want to go to a Bears game...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i want a bag of cheetos and there are none in the thingy-ma-bob...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and KT is in charge of that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so I get cheeto's hopefully this afternoon... however... I will be gone by then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ok... I miss Chris Bauler...&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Kevin, mags and i are back together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I think I am going to spend the afternoon finishing ten more volumes to my ClassikRock collection... people should keep me co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;mpany... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I added a new photo album to this here site....&lt;br /&gt;stolen from Dawn...&lt;br /&gt;*sung in my horrible tone deaf voice...*&lt;br /&gt;a few of MY favorite things...&lt;br /&gt;checkit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im enjoying the small font and my switching of the alignment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my ramblings have gone on for far too long..&lt;br /&gt;and I get to leave werk soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so this is rachelbrown signing off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wishing you a good night!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s.  i really like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;c&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;heeto's...&lt;br /&gt;small paperclips...&lt;br /&gt;"..."&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;my dog...&lt;br /&gt;she is soo damn cute..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; p.p.s. the hokey pokey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what its all about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-5450116633880374558?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/5450116633880374558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/11/vol-07-no-11-iss-26.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/5450116633880374558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/5450116633880374558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/11/vol-07-no-11-iss-26.html' title='vol. 07 no. 11 iss. 26'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-3702036770657928608</id><published>2007-08-08T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T13:29:03.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vol. 07 no. 8 iss. 8</title><content type='html'>f&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ucking a--... just wrote out a long blog and its gone... son of a bitch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... not doing it again... maybe later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's try this again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... so this past saturday... i werked... though i wasn't really suppose to... i went in to catch up my weekend grrl on the goings ons of the office...&lt;br /&gt;so they day started ok... not too shabby... well then i signed out the moving truck (bane of my existence) to a client of one of my realtors... well.. she leaves and then calls me at the office shortly there after... she got a mile away from the office and the front passenger tire blew... so i go pick her up and bring her back to the office in order to find her another truck.. since it was my fault that the tire was flat... well i put regina on the task of getting a new truck while i werked on getting a tow truck that can handle a E350... and then getting a new tire put on... so... I get my shit squared away... but regina and the client cannot get another moving truck til about 3 inthe afternoon... the client then decides that she will take it... but then realizes that the crew she has will not be able to help her that late in the afternoon... so i offer to find her a moving crew... she declines the offer... i had done all that i could have... 'til she calls me later and says that her husband would like the help... so i call three knights in shining armor: little grasshopper, kico, and brybry... and i also call my brother... they all are on board for helping me help this lady... seriously.. they were the saviors of that day... well i get the truck fixed and what not... and call the client... she is willing to go another round with the truck... so... the five of us... and then the two clients move her out of a storage unit and into their new home under two hours....&lt;br /&gt;then... i get to werk and a few had heard of my day on saturday... now i didnt ask for praise... i didnt think twice of the fact that i helped the lady... i was pissed that the truck had a flat... and i had to take care of that... so i was pissed... everyone was like you are employee of the month... of the year... you get a gold star... for what? lending a helping hand... i dont want praise for doing something that i would so greatly appreciate done to me... someone said that I represented the office so well that day... if it were anyone else... no one would have gone that extra mile... then that pissed me off... b/c what extra mile... i screwed up that lady's day... she was left with no one to help her... it was the least the very least i could have done... and it aggrevates me to think that no one else would have done that... they would have just been like sorry... that is bull shit... i am sorry... how fucking self centered... i dont want praise... the employee of the month.. of the year... a fucking gold sticker for just being nice... maybe i did represent the office that day... but i represented myself first... if i was in that situation i would love for someone to lend a hand... but i guess being kind to people really was a fad.. something that no one believes in anymore...&lt;br /&gt;thank you boys for helping.. you really did come thru for me... and i give you all the credit... b/c it wasn't just me that lent the hand... i cannot thank you all enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on... my birthday week was a blast!!! the party was awesome!!! other than the hole in the wall but whatever... its over wtih... good times... one keg... 4 cases of beer and what ever y'all brought to it.... plenty was had.. thanks all for coming!!!! SeanKent next time you are invited somewhere go! not to denny's!!! you owe me lunch... til the next time you are in town...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost lost this again... hitting select all and the copy.. i hit return and it all went buhbye again... good thing it copied... otherwise I would be soo pissed right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... i think this was about it... sorry about the bitchiness.. but seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh... vending lady.. still my enemy... i went and out of routine hit A3... f*ing dorito's... so i cursed her... but DawnBrown being the awesome lady she is bought me 50 bags of cheeto's for my bday!!! she;s awesome... so is KT for the carton...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey if you are interested in playing some fun ass volleyball let me know.. its a gay ol' time... and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is rachelbrown... signing off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-3702036770657928608?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/3702036770657928608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/08/vol-07-no-8-iss-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/3702036770657928608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/3702036770657928608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/08/vol-07-no-8-iss-8.html' title='vol. 07 no. 8 iss. 8'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-246056227441640214</id><published>2007-07-03T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T13:29:33.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vol. 07 no. 7 iss. 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;It been long time since I have updated people with the going on's of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much though has really happened though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groovy is doing much better... her hair is even growing back... though I curse Advantix b/c I have found 3 to 4 ticks on her and I couldn't put Frontline on her til this month... damn %$#*@# Advantix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut my hair and now have a stylist who will be making appointments to make cutting my hair a more than once a year thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the 4th and I have no idear what I am doing for it... it is Javier's birthday... though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Frank's birthday... happy birthday little one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Friday Small Shiney Things is at Ernie's... you should come... and before hand if interested... a pig roast at Harner's in North Aurora...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Maggie is named Singer of the Month at Ernies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My werk's moving truck is the bain of my existance and I swear will lead me to an early grave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the vending lady at werk is werking on driving me insane.. she switched my cheeto's from A3 to A5... she keeps messing with me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my little sister at werk rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my buddy William...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go back to Vegas in two weeks to see the love of my life again... refer to blog Vol. 07 No. 4 Iss. 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-246056227441640214?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/246056227441640214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/07/vol-07-no-7-iss-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/246056227441640214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/246056227441640214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/07/vol-07-no-7-iss-3.html' title='vol. 07 no. 7 iss. 3'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-1468772471865292689</id><published>2007-05-30T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T08:57:27.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vol. 07 No. 5 Iss. 30</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I forgot to mention... I have cheetos back at werk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now back to bed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-1468772471865292689?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/1468772471865292689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/05/vol-07-no-5-iss-30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/1468772471865292689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/1468772471865292689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/05/vol-07-no-5-iss-30.html' title='Vol. 07 No. 5 Iss. 30'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-2155607159498557777</id><published>2007-05-28T20:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T08:54:55.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vol. 07 No. 5 Iss. 28</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I just wanted to say that i don't think that it is fair that it is already Monday.&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;Also, Groove-star is doing better... still scabby but doing much better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come probably in a few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple BIG announcements:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday is looking to be Wes Sullivan's last night at ComedyComedy... before they eradicate the club on Thursdays entirely... so be there... I will get you tickets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday is Jenna's and Maggie's big FINAL round in the karaoke contest be there or understand I will send you "You're Lame" texts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-2155607159498557777?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/2155607159498557777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/05/vol-07-no-5-iss-28_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/2155607159498557777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/2155607159498557777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/05/vol-07-no-5-iss-28_28.html' title='Vol. 07 No. 5 Iss. 28'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-2594191571018962440</id><published>2007-05-28T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T08:54:49.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vol. 07 No. 5 Iss. 28</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I just wanted to say that i don't think that it is fair that it is already Monday.&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;Also, Groove-star is doing better... still scabby but doing much better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come probably in a few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple BIG announcements:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday is looking to be Wes Sullivan's last night at ComedyComedy... before they eradicate the club on Thursdays entirely... so be there... I will get you tickets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday is Jenna's and Maggie's big FINAL round in the karaoke contest be there or understand I will send you "You're Lame" texts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-2594191571018962440?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/2594191571018962440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/05/vol-07-no-5-iss-28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/2594191571018962440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/2594191571018962440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/05/vol-07-no-5-iss-28.html' title='Vol. 07 No. 5 Iss. 28'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-503551580299258791</id><published>2007-05-11T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T08:52:26.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vol. 07 No. 5 Iss. 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I am not happy... not happy at all... I have THE MEANEST vending machine lady EVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took away my Cheeto's... I have even called them to tell them that I need my Cheeto's... I talked to the owner... He knows... but She don't care!!! She is mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my Cheeto's back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She takes away everything good... the popcorn (which I requested back when I told the boss of my Cheeto's problem)... the Sun Chips... and puts in crap that no one eats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She takes away everything good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other news: I go to Florida today... for two days... woo woo... Love Weddings!!! But I shall enjoy some Vero Beach action...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will harassing a lot of you next week to come support Maggie, Angie, Jenna, Danny, Sam, and Angel from Ernies who are all Semi-finalist for the SuburbanNiteLife Karaoke Contest... Just don't make plans on Tuesday or Thursday of next week... and whatever night it isn't on... then I can give you something else to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also... I am going to say that one week we should take a Tuesday... Make it a Wednesday and go to East Side Pub in St.Charles... they have a good Karaoke gig there... It was pretty awesome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all. See you all when I get back... probably burnt to shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-503551580299258791?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/503551580299258791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/05/vol-07-no-5-iss-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/503551580299258791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/503551580299258791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/05/vol-07-no-5-iss-11.html' title='Vol. 07 No. 5 Iss. 11'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-1482391054496925144</id><published>2007-05-03T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T08:51:19.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vol. 07 No. 5 Iss. 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Ok, its been almost a month since I have filled you all in on my life... this won't be long... I really am only waiting for my toenails to dry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let Us Begin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK... went to Vegas... and the pic in the other blog is the Nowhere Man from Cirque De Soliel's Beatles Love... It was fucking amazing... and would definitely go back to see it... ten times... its amazing...&lt;br /&gt;The drive home was 34 hours straight in a car... I got the mountains in that wicked snow storm that we got the second week of April... Glad I did the driving at night... couldn't see the beauty of the mountains.. but then I couldn't see how far off a cliff I would have gone if I slid any... it was shitty... but made it home in time for papa william's 50 bday bash!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing big really happened in April... really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this week... I have been dying folks since Saturday...&lt;br /&gt;I think that I might have almost fallen into the depths of mono again... cause I dont think that I have slept so much since I had mono... about 13 hours since saturday night... I never left my couch/bed... only for werk...&lt;br /&gt;Feeling almost 100% there is this wicked cough I am dying to get rid of...&lt;br /&gt;And I am dying to stay awake past ten o'clock... but that is a struggle... even with a nap...&lt;br /&gt;And I am dying to get out of the house... I miss many of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Franti and Spearhead... are pretty awesome too.. Patrick I will cut you this once I get burnables again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am putting out a calling for more Mix Tapes... Love them y'all know that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groovy has changed her behavior.... she no longer gets out of the back yard... though she can... she doesnt leave... I love my dog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found the date of which I will be quitting smoking by... fucking Blagojevich... I do beleive I will register to vote... fuckers... check it out... we should all rise against and pickett and protest... and smoke out the capitol or something... I dunno... who doesnt like a drink with a smoke.. I bet even the House all do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like fucking someone is sitting on my chest... it hurts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo... I think that my toes are almost dry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few Last thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck to Angie and Jenna tonight...&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck to Mags on Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck to Hanna, Caitlin, and Jaime this weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Hurricane by Bobby D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! VOTE WES SULLIVAN FOR MAYOR OF AURORA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Little Grasshopper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Dave ~ Bite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK... gotta go... I think that is it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'til next time folks!&lt;br /&gt;rb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.. I am sorry folks... it doesn't look like Petty is touring this summer... so for those who want to hit up a kick ass concert with me... we gotta start searching!!! let me know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. I forgot a couple highlights of the past and some that are yet to come..&lt;br /&gt;one. Saw the Cubs shut out the Cardinals... great game... Beth is a riot to go to a cubs game with ... Nick is mean and left bruises on both Beth and I... love my brother's gf who was there too and partied with us... Love the Cabbie that drove us back to our car... he got a girls number and I told him to "hit that shit!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;two. I have two more Cubs games to look forward too... woo woo!!!! Still have tickets unclaimed... I will let you know if you are in the running for them!&lt;br /&gt;three. Trip to FL next weekend... woo woo... uncle's wedding... and hanging out with the cousins who I havent seen in like 10 years...&lt;br /&gt;four. bday trip...&lt;br /&gt;five. being broke for long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I think that is it... but who knows I might add more later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-1482391054496925144?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/1482391054496925144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/05/vol-07-no-5-iss-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/1482391054496925144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/1482391054496925144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/05/vol-07-no-5-iss-3.html' title='Vol. 07 No. 5 Iss. 3'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-3226290264434518319</id><published>2007-04-09T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T08:46:01.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vol. 07 No. 4 Iss. 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ok... was going to start this week's update... however I have been called away on some important business... so I will let you all know... I have found the love of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/magikpeanut/?action=view&amp;amp;current=nowhere_men-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a226/magikpeanut/nowhere_men-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and man do I love him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-3226290264434518319?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/3226290264434518319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/04/vol-07-no-4-iss-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/3226290264434518319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/3226290264434518319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/04/vol-07-no-4-iss-9.html' title='Vol. 07 No. 4 Iss. 9'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-4467721595070322875</id><published>2007-04-05T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T08:38:01.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vol. 07 No. 4 Iss. 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Important shtuff in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Lovely Linda's birthday... did I get her anything? No... will I... yesh a hug.. happy birthday mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RobGriffin loves me lots... I am one of his heroes... click and see... I am taking bragging rights to that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly I am getting hitched on tuesday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Angie lots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was snowflakes falling this morning... its April... itsnt suppose to be raining? April showers bring May flowers... what the hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave for Vegas in like 20 hours... I will be hugging Jackie is like 22 hours... Isaiah in like 28 hours... Then I do beleive I will stop by a couple BIG holes in the ground... and make my way back to this lovely town by sunday... I hope to get a camera to document... I will start an album... b/c of some movie.. i have that ability... thanks tom and some movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my toes done last night... I love pedicures... they are swell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quote that made me laugh from Nick Wronkiewicz "I just walked outside and a tiny bastard flake shat on my face. Curses on him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just now found out that I received my tax return... then all my bills were paid out on the same day.... buhbye tax return... well then... but I found out that BCBS isnt taking out what they're supposed to be... so I saved $30 there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my dog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend was a blast!!! I danced my f**king ass off... Friday at SST and then Sat at the Greeks' bday bash!!! And the dance floor turned into a cement slip and slide with beer as the water.... I fell flat on my ass... more like my side... I am bruised up and down my left side... I do bruise like a peach folks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might add more later... have to finish getting ready for werk...&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading.&lt;br /&gt;Adieu Adieu Adieu...&lt;br /&gt;Appréciez!&lt;br /&gt;rb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-4467721595070322875?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/4467721595070322875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/04/vol-07-no-4-iss-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/4467721595070322875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/4467721595070322875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/04/vol-07-no-4-iss-5.html' title='Vol. 07 No. 4 Iss. 5'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-580247237079600114</id><published>2007-03-29T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T08:36:43.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vol. 07 No. 3 Iss. 29</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hey folks impromptu issue. But a couple new things that I thought I would share right away!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One. This Friday join me for Small Shiny Things at the Venice Tavern. It shall be good times! Always a guarantee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two. I don't know if I told you that my shampoo and conditioner was discontinued... so I was very saddened by this... but thanks to DrugStore.com I bulked bought a shit load of it... so my hair shall be ok 'til I can no longer find it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three. In exactly one week I shall be in Vegas visiting Isaiah and Chuck... Then I shall have a lovely drive home with the bestest friend I have ever had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four. I will admit that I have two crushes on TV... as I admitted last night... Hyde from That 70's Show... he's sooo dreamy... and Also CSI Brown from CSI: Vegas... if he were real... oooh... I wouldn't have to change my last name... that would be swell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five. Ron Donavon is the swellest guy I know... come tomorrow and I will introduce you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six. Kevin Trudo started a book about me... the full text below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am an asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Isn't KT swell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven. DawnBrown is the best mommy ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight. I am getting sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine. TONIGHT COMEDY COMEDY... A. Its the two year anniversary of the show... so its a big party... B. I am EMPLOYEE OF THE MONTH at my second job (West Aurora Equipment Repair~i'm the CFO). Out of one employee... I got the employee of the month!!! Hells YESH!!! So we will be celebrating that too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten. Today at werk is sing-a-long day... and we shall be listening to the best of the 60's and 70's all day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading.&lt;br /&gt;Do stop by tonight or tomorrow and see me... i would love to see you.&lt;br /&gt;rb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-580247237079600114?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/580247237079600114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/03/vol-07-no-3-iss-29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/580247237079600114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/580247237079600114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/03/vol-07-no-3-iss-29.html' title='Vol. 07 No. 3 Iss. 29'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-7107367829576050952</id><published>2007-03-25T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T08:34:08.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vol. 07 No. 3 Iss. 25</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;IMPORTANT NEWS IN RACHELBROWN'S LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you dont care here is goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advice: You are only interesting for one month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sickas hell /still hungover from thursday right now... and I have 1 hour and 19 minutes left of werk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I werked the weekend. Hince my tremendous spike in my mypsace usage. Bored really doesn't do my current status justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not slept it feels like since last sunday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groovy had two seizures Wednesday morning. poor thang... she has to go to the vet now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MaggieWilliams is amazing even if she created a stalker for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting 18% of my taxes back. That's 2% of what I made last year. And I made shit last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like 76 out and I am sitting inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week I reminded myself that Metallica, Megadeath and pantera are fucking awesome bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel off the wagon within two days of me jumping on and was off for most of last week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica and I gave Fernando Hotspur Wronkiewicz Keith the First a proper LionKing funeral wednesday.. he was Nick and Jessica's christmas tree... we took it down wednesday folks...wednesday... good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a kick ass tape that I shall make all listen to... Bugs and Friends sing the Beatles. good shit. thanks jessica!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is about it... but I might continue for I still have one hour and 10 minutes til I am off werk to enjoy such a day as this... probably sleeping... but nonetheless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday nights are the lamest night of the week. Please give suggestions of things to do on Friday nights b/c they suck. Ernies every now and then is a good time though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like small paperclips oppose to large paperclips. The smaller the cuter. I have two cute ones on my pocket currently. I also dispise the colored paperclips. The ones that have that coating. You need know this b/c if you ever give me something paperclipped please note.. i will reject...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to Vegas in two weeks for A day. Then I drive home with the bestest grrl ever CHUCK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeremiah we are fighting. danny you are odd. jenna, i will attend the scavenger hunt next saturday. is there teams? nick congrats on winning again. hessica you still stole the show... todd i owe you dinner tomorrow. bigdave: bite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I will leave you with one last important thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just nailed my knee against the thing below my desk and it f784ing hurts. I shall bruise. And yesh I just whined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adieu Adieu Adieu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I love Mountain Music and I have 52 minutes left of werk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~rachelbrown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-7107367829576050952?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/7107367829576050952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/03/vol-3-no-25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/7107367829576050952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/7107367829576050952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/03/vol-3-no-25.html' title='Vol. 07 No. 3 Iss. 25'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-3835585337559388562</id><published>2007-03-18T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T08:32:42.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vol. 07 No. 3 Iss. 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Ok I was told to blog the IMPORTANT NEWS IN RACHELBROWN'S LIFE because people have too many bulletins or something.. who knows... so my weekly updates shall be blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*interuption... going to get gas with the brother... be back*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... The Important News is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and most important... Jessica stole the show Friday night... Two Gentlemen of Verona... though not a lead... she stole the show... well done Jess well done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend consisted of a lot of things that I shall never do again... but I will be seeing Jess again next week... that I will do again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dave cover band wasnt unbearable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like bars that close at 4 but smoking should be allowed inside... it was cold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting drunk three times in a day is not a good thing... it was fun as hell but not a good thing... Thank you to all that showed up to buy shots from me... good times... Thank you to Erin for the bottle of Champaign... good times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dog is the cutest thing ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to be going sober for awhile... today hurted badly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that Randy is feeling better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Maggie Williams.. she is swelll, neat, and amazing... she brings me coffee to wake me up... that is going to be the 6th best thing to wake up to... Maggie with coffee for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to those who tried to get the knot out of my neck... its still there and kills like a motherfucker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa... I have reached that one month mark... and I think that it might be over... I think that the one month mark is a good estimated time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question by the Moody Blues is a damn good song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DannyWaskow is lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think that is about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, lastly... I still hate people... especially rude, inconsiderate people... my mind is still boggled how people can behave... That is why I love the people I do... you all rock... to those who fall into the rude, inconsiderate group... you suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading...&lt;br /&gt;Til next time..&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;rb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-3835585337559388562?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/3835585337559388562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/03/vol-07-no-3-iss-18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/3835585337559388562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/3835585337559388562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/03/vol-07-no-3-iss-18.html' title='Vol. 07 No. 3 Iss. 18'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-2878048737008972304</id><published>2007-02-25T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T08:25:59.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2006 Summation Vol. 1</title><content type='html'>2006 was a hell of a year... this might and it might not be a series of blogs that describe this crucial year for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost... I am eternally grateful to the friends that I had made early on in the year.. DaveBrown, Angie, Jeremiah, Nate, and Maggie... I don't know how I would have turned out if it werent for you guys... then we can move onto Danny, Jessica, LittleGrasshopper, and Dawn... thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many more that have made me feel welcome and loved... the Downer House and the whole Denny's Crowd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am truly a richer person knowing all of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You,&lt;br /&gt;Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-2878048737008972304?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/2878048737008972304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/02/2006-summation-vol-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/2878048737008972304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/2878048737008972304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2007/02/2006-summation-vol-1.html' title='2006 Summation Vol. 1'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-3421274227219340399</id><published>2006-11-27T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T08:25:14.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To be continued...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eventually sometime around noon the three pile outside and join me for a smoke... the boys parted their ways and Jess was left with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica and I make on our way to what turns out to be one of the funest days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First on our things to do was get Jessica's car and then see Mama at the Martini Bar for some foods and drinks and watch da bears... welll this is what ensued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we get to her car in front of the aurora house... Jess cannot find her keys in her purse... we then proceed to think of places where her keys are.... we go to denny's... back to my house.. searching... cannot find them... we say that we will have to get a key cut... its sunday nearest open dealer is in Barrington or somewhere far.. far away... and they close at 400pm but we have to do what we have to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decide to still catch some lunch and a little of da bears at the Martini bar... we get there and da bears are kicking some ass... so then approx 230pm we start wrapping up for our feild trip to far far away and back home with a key... We get mama to keep our tab open.. and we start saying bye as I reach into my purse... and.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup... pull out Jesssica's keys... in my purse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rewind: back to denny's in the wee hours of hte night/morning,.,.. we decided that it would be best for me to hold onto her keys b/c I wouldn't lose them.... HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we laughed and laughed til it hurted... then drank and drank... had more foods and drinks... and then parted ways... both with our own keys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT TIMES IN GREAT COMPANY..... me and jess are now together... I own the boopboop to all of her four chambers... b/c a boopboop is better then the key... yesh... we are happy... thanks for asking!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-3421274227219340399?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/3421274227219340399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-be-continued.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/3421274227219340399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/3421274227219340399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-be-continued.html' title='To be continued...'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-7228089066259906737</id><published>2006-11-19T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T13:54:14.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the greatest days ever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This was awhile ago... but whatever... this day was one of the greatest days ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was approx. October... 28th... it was the saturday before halloween with a few things going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will give you a quick overview of an approx 24 hour segment in RachelBrown's life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story begins with my first drink at Ernie McCann's with Serg, BryBry, and J...&lt;br /&gt;a few drinks, shots, and cigarettes later.. I left the bar equppied with some benweigel and some scottblubaughick... and a slight buzz we head down to the Aurora house for some housepartyaction...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start a game of rummy on the kitchen floor which we played one hand.. and I do believe scott took the game ninja style...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post rummy a game of I Never... ensued... it lasted approx 4 hours... now that is a game where you learn a hell of a lot about those playing... some part of the game I cut myself off of drinking... but then remembered the next day that thanks to Steve and his bottle of captain... I continued... this makes sense later... great times!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once we wrapped up that game we continued to finish what we had left to drink... and you drink a lot durin "I never..." we head to the almighty denny;s for some sobering breakfast... who knows how long we were there for... but about 630 in the morning my company and I arrive at my house... I am directing some mrbenweigel &amp;amp; mrscottblublaughick to their room and missjessica to the other guest room with my father just awaking giving my the "ohIamnotapprovingthis" eye... and I make my way to let out the dog and feed her to then pass out at about 7... love all nighters... .love 'em..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I took a nap... woke up at about 10.. showered, got ready for the day... I do beleive the bears were playing at noon that day and I was ready to start the day at the martini bar... well my guests were still sleepin... later to find that they really didnt want to leave their rooms b/c of JamesBrown... either way... eventually sometime around noon the three pile outside and join me for a smoke... the boys parted their ways and Jess was left with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pause in story... I lost my dog..&lt;br /&gt;30 min elapse...&lt;br /&gt;found her... but now its time to go watch the bears at the roundhouse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-7228089066259906737?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/7228089066259906737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-of-greatest-days-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/7228089066259906737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/7228089066259906737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-of-greatest-days-ever.html' title='One of the greatest days ever...'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-7843223206129729245</id><published>2006-10-25T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T13:48:38.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10/23/06</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;A man named Donald kissed me on the cheek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donald(ChrisIssac) I will always remember you... as I think... he will me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-7843223206129729245?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/7843223206129729245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2006/10/102306.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/7843223206129729245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/7843223206129729245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2006/10/102306.html' title='10/23/06'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-66403866780365822</id><published>2006-07-05T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T13:45:23.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and by the way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I am soo going to hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shall be a party!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!!! I cannot wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo woo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-66403866780365822?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/66403866780365822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2006/07/and-by-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/66403866780365822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/66403866780365822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2006/07/and-by-way.html' title='and by the way...'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-1910495952348017878</id><published>2006-06-28T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T13:47:50.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Such is life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fool me once...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Shame on you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fool me twice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Shame on me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-1910495952348017878?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/1910495952348017878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/01/such-is-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/1910495952348017878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/1910495952348017878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/01/such-is-life.html' title='Such is life...'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-6176022111150866587</id><published>2006-05-10T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T13:46:28.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle with the Plastic Yellow Monster</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;So last night Angie and I were enjoying some Scrubs action on the televeision set. When she decided she wanted a refreshing beverage. Out of the depths of the refrigerator in the garage... she pulled a GATORADE... we thought all was well... but then all of a sudden... she couldn't open it... the GATORADE was putting up a fight... she struggled with the plastic yellow monster and was beating it against the counter and everything... Then I was like let me help you out.. she tagged me in and I went to rage hell on the yellow beast... I struggled with it all around the kitchen.... Angie took it back when she noticed my failure at conquering the little devil... Angie takes a knife and slices its seal around its neck... and then for the twist to break... and the booger still wouldn't surrender!!!! So I get tagged back in.... I hold the bottom of the opponent and Angie the cap.... and we twist (in opposite ways of course) and... THE SEAL WAS BROKEN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;WE DEFEATED THE PLASTIC YELLOW MONSTER.. GATORADE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angie and I left with battle wounds... pictures maybe to come... but the 20 or so minute battle ended with a victory... just thought I would share part of the adventure in Rachel Brown's Little Werld...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Angie says that is was the best damn GATORADE she has ever had... after that battle... I bet we both could have used a little gatorade for the little sweat we broke trying to open it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-6176022111150866587?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/6176022111150866587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2006/05/battle-with-plastic-yellow-monster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/6176022111150866587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/6176022111150866587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2006/05/battle-with-plastic-yellow-monster.html' title='Battle with the Plastic Yellow Monster'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-7177421029486911966</id><published>2006-04-06T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T13:44:31.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I smile for the times that have passed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;but I shed a tear for those each that will not come...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-7177421029486911966?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/7177421029486911966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/7177421029486911966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/7177421029486911966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-2784092042051720755</id><published>2006-03-28T01:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T13:43:09.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I lost something very special tonight...</title><content type='html'>I have lost something that I can only get back in time... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blame Rob for my loss... how could he? But then again how could he have known...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost something tonight... I lost something very special... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere there is a bum... holding this very special something in his possession... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. Mr. Hubcap come back to me... I lost you some where on Galena Blvd... and I want you back... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. Mr. Hubcap please come back to me... now my car looks even more pathetic... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you dearly..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-2784092042051720755?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/2784092042051720755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-lost-something-very-special-tonight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/2784092042051720755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/2784092042051720755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-lost-something-very-special-tonight.html' title='I lost something very special tonight...'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-1233834338649573322</id><published>2006-02-01T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T13:42:40.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goldie Locks and the Three Bears...</title><content type='html'>Ok.. this morning was weird... on my way to werk... I was at a red light and was drinking my coffee with my creamer that i got yesterday and jamming out to In Your Eyes... which in the movie i bought Bobby yesterday... and I was felt very uneasy.. i could't come with why... i was looking around my car and it didnt feel like my car... it was though.. i drive Ms. P.O.S. every day... and today she didnt feel like mine.... i was uncomfortable in my seat and though some one else had moved and repositioned everything... I was so confused as to why I was feeling this way... but as the light turned green... i turned up the radio and tried to shake that feeling... it didnt go away but the Drive kept me distracted for the rest of the ride... just thought I would share...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-1233834338649573322?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/1233834338649573322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/01/goldie-locks-and-three-bears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/1233834338649573322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/1233834338649573322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/01/goldie-locks-and-three-bears.html' title='Goldie Locks and the Three Bears...'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-4698047938540873768</id><published>2006-01-26T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T13:41:28.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>all alone on my buoy... amungst dangerous waters...</title><content type='html'>My heart belongs to one... my mind to other... Everyday my mind wanders... in a dream like state... I smile... he is holding me... I melt... could this be??? Everyday I wonder... would he have me??? would he love??? is it worth giving up all that I have... for a chance... that I may "swing" him my way??? Everyday freaking day... I smile with the first thought of him in my mind... then as quick as it appeared... my smile vanishes... with the thought he is laying with some Joe... Oh my mind is boggled over Mr. Fernando Fitzpatrick McCallahan Diaz Romanowski III... Why won't he swing my way? Save my from the buoy within the torturous storm in my mind... a storm he has created... and a storm that will leave me utterly destroyed... Why?!?! P.S. Mr. Fernando Fitzpatrick McCallahan Diaz Romanowski III... I am really hurt.... you have been with a member of Chrachess... and it was not me... why?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-4698047938540873768?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/4698047938540873768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-alone-on-my-buoy-amungst-dangerous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/4698047938540873768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/4698047938540873768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-alone-on-my-buoy-amungst-dangerous.html' title='all alone on my buoy... amungst dangerous waters...'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8786011258854308762.post-3662083060683069148</id><published>2006-01-17T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T13:40:18.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nate's Meaning of Beverages...</title><content type='html'>By beverages do you mean getting drunk? Because I am not in the loop on the bever-ages. Hahah, beverages is bever ages. You are gonna drink an old beaver. Hope its got a good dam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8786011258854308762-3662083060683069148?l=magikpeanut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/feeds/3662083060683069148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/01/nates-meaning-of-beverages.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/3662083060683069148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8786011258854308762/posts/default/3662083060683069148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://magikpeanut.blogspot.com/2009/01/nates-meaning-of-beverages.html' title='Nate&apos;s Meaning of Beverages...'/><author><name>rb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16396645028736433242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RuUF8j-GRzU/SX4nGmfFpiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-DkxLIOf86s/S220/162856188_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
