<?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-12601293</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:35:55.253-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading With My Eyes Shut!!</title><subtitle type='html'>There's no affection in this world, only infection!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-116130912935445496</id><published>2006-10-19T19:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T19:52:09.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Filling in the blanks</title><content type='html'>So I was reading this new book I just picked up the other day .... bah, no I wasn't, I can't read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy shit balls batman, I just remembered that Ryan's birthday is coming up soon. Maybe this year I'll make it to your party.  Who knows, I won't be on call so I'll probably saddle up the horse and head down there to show you southerners how to drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it doesn't snow by then cause I'm bringing the fishing gear!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-116130912935445496?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/116130912935445496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=116130912935445496' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/116130912935445496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/116130912935445496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2006/10/filling-in-blanks.html' title='Filling in the blanks'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-116017976059308583</id><published>2006-10-06T17:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T18:11:05.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll fish for anything! Living or dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7044/1075/1600/DSC02264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7044/1075/320/DSC02264.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This one was pretty big, just look how bent the rod is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7044/1075/1600/DSC02276.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7044/1075/320/DSC02276.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Yeah, that's me, I'm just a little annoyed with how small this one turned out to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, with another fishing season almost at an end, I was thinking about going out for one last trip before the ice hits. This time maybe I'll head eastward and go fishing with Ryan and his gang. Seems to me that they tend to have a bit of fun. That is if you fellas are up for it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't know of any good fishing areas around there but I'm sure there's plenty. Wish I had a boat though, oh well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Might be a little cold for camping but who knows, I'll do almost anything with the help of a little beer and rum. Well almost anything....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We'll see I guess. It'll be some good times I bet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-116017976059308583?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/116017976059308583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=116017976059308583' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/116017976059308583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/116017976059308583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2006/10/ill-fish-for-anything-living-or-dead.html' title='I&apos;ll fish for anything! Living or dead'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-115950256365127472</id><published>2006-09-28T21:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T22:08:05.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy shit, where have I been?</title><content type='html'>Well I think I'm getting a little lazy on my blogging lately. Perhaps that hibernation period might have something to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend me and the fam went to Stettler for a my cousin's wedding. It was pretty boring. I'm not much for weddings, in fact I don't even know why I even went. I just drank too much alcohol but what do you do when it's a freakin' toonie bar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna elope if I ever get married. That way I can make as ass out of myself in front of strangers instead of my whole family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Side note: It's getting awfully close to winter, disturbingly close. I get cold just thinking about it. I hope it's a short one this year.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-115950256365127472?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/115950256365127472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=115950256365127472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/115950256365127472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/115950256365127472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2006/09/holy-shit-where-have-i-been.html' title='Holy shit, where have I been?'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-115802803003523463</id><published>2006-09-11T20:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T20:38:00.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Fucking Vacation EVER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7044/1075/1600/untitled.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7044/1075/320/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;It was pretty much like that...I even captured his curly hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I said Fuck it! I'm outta here. So I hopped on a plane and headed north. It was time for a little vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've now just returned from my trip in the Territories. I was visiting Ryan, since it's been like 2 years or some shit since I've seen the little bugger! I had a good time. Me and Krause caught up on some old times, drank a little and I kicked his ass in chess. Hell, I even did the dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shot a nice video when I was there, which I can't get to work or you'd probably be watching it right now. I even shot a bit from inside the plane on take off and flying through the clouds and shit. It's my finest camera work ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I wanna go back, I'm sick of this town. It's so peaceful up there. Hire me so I can move there too. Or maybe I'll just build the first ever artic bowling alley.... we'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-115802803003523463?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/115802803003523463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=115802803003523463' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/115802803003523463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/115802803003523463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2006/09/best-fucking-vacation-ever.html' title='Best Fucking Vacation EVER!'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-115657320444525226</id><published>2006-08-26T00:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T00:20:04.460-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sure, bring the tunes and I'll have a listen</title><content type='html'>I'm freakin' stoked now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I accidentally hit the FM button on my cd player and I heard an announcement for an Alexisonfire concert, in G.P. of all places. Nobody cool comes here to play, that's why I usually stay away from the G.P. concert scene. Somehow I think seeing too many shitty bands will make you tone deaf and stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right after I heard the announcement I went and picked myself up a ticket. $36 bucks, but there are also 3 other bands opening for them,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Cancer Bats, Every Time I die and Attack in Black&lt;/span&gt;. I've never heard of them before but I'm sure they'll pass the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top it all off, they just released a new cd on Tuesday called Crisis. It's awesome, I nearly shat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it'll be some good stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-115657320444525226?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/115657320444525226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=115657320444525226' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/115657320444525226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/115657320444525226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2006/08/sure-bring-tunes-and-ill-have-listen.html' title='Sure, bring the tunes and I&apos;ll have a listen'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-115571086739097141</id><published>2006-08-16T00:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T00:47:47.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You crazy high school kids and your books</title><content type='html'>I recently rented and watched the movie &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0393109/"&gt;Brick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It's definitely a gooder in my books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about a high school chick who gets into trouble, dies and then her ex-boyfriend tries to track down what happened. It's not at all a comedy but there are a few funny parts. As for the plot and the character development... they're very well done. It's worth renting first, but for me I think I'll buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has that weird kid from 3rd Rock From the Sun in it, but he did alright. I still loath that show though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-115571086739097141?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/115571086739097141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=115571086739097141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/115571086739097141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/115571086739097141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-crazy-high-school-kids-and-your_16.html' title='You crazy high school kids and your books'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-115540523107216641</id><published>2006-08-12T11:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T11:53:51.150-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving on 2 wheels and sleeping</title><content type='html'>Yesterday as I was routinely working, I happened to be parked at a set of traffic lights waiting for them to change.  On the side of the street, a young lady pushing a babystroller had began to walk across in hopes to get to the other side. When out of no where some old bastard, who by the way couldn't even see over the wheel, comes cruising around the corner and nearly plows into this chick. He managed to come to a loud screeching hault but barely. I mean he was inches away from her and her kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top it all off, he opened up his door and proceeded to yell profanities and old man ramblings at her. What the Hell! I nearly got out and busted his freakin hip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after that my day was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think that old people shouldn't drive. ESPECIALLY those who are hooked up to a fucking oxygen tank while driving. What the hell is up with that?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-115540523107216641?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/115540523107216641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=115540523107216641' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/115540523107216641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/115540523107216641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2006/08/driving-on-2-wheels-and-sleeping.html' title='Driving on 2 wheels and sleeping'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-115509210936579040</id><published>2006-08-08T20:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T20:55:09.393-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I lit my hair on fire</title><content type='html'>I just got off the phone with some stupid survey taking bastard. He said it would only take a minute. Where the hell did he go to school, it was more like fifteen. No worries though, I sure cursed him when I got off the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It finally rained here today, mostly all day too. I sure love the rain, almost as much as Ryan and his love of sleeping with teddy bears at night... just kidding buddy;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welp time for bed, later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-115509210936579040?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/115509210936579040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=115509210936579040' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/115509210936579040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/115509210936579040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-lit-my-hair-on-fire.html' title='I lit my hair on fire'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-115324903738366719</id><published>2006-07-18T12:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T12:57:17.396-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh, my nose is runny!</title><content type='html'>I just finished listening to the new AFI cd. Well, not in one hole sitting, that would be too much. It's actually not that bad, I think I might just pick myself up a copy. It's definetly alot more emo then their last disc. Although I was a little TO'ed when I bought their last cd, it wasn't what I was expecting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also watched UltraViolet last night, which should have been called Ultragay. he story line sucked but on the other hand Mila was lookin' mighty fine in her tight clothes. And the battle scenes were alright too I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welp, I better get back to work ladies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-115324903738366719?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/115324903738366719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=115324903738366719' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/115324903738366719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/115324903738366719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2006/07/ahhh-my-nose-is-runny.html' title='Ahhh, my nose is runny!'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-115238746624884578</id><published>2006-07-08T13:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T13:37:46.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Try pealing a potato with one hand, you just can't do it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7044/1075/1600/jonny%20v%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7044/1075/400/jonny%20v%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Me lookin' sharp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's me.... I'm back and looking better then ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say though, I still don't have my own computer, but my sister's will work fine for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good to see everyone is doing well, from what I can see that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I should keep this blog or start a new one, meh, might as well keep this one, it's brought me some good laughs and some good tears.... tears from laughter that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I went and saw that movie &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Omen&lt;/span&gt;. Save your money cause it sucked balls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-115238746624884578?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/115238746624884578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=115238746624884578' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/115238746624884578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/115238746624884578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2006/07/try-pealing-potato-with-one-hand-you.html' title='Try pealing a potato with one hand, you just can&apos;t do it.'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112922489954983824</id><published>2005-10-13T11:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T11:34:59.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One year too long</title><content type='html'>It's about time hockey season was back in action! One year away from watching the pros on TV can make any hockey fan antsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad to see that the Oilers are finally doing good. After years of watching them being a couple of points away from the playoffs maybe this year they'll be one of the top ten. Well, I don't want to overestimate but it would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good thing is that most of their games if not all their home games, are televised. That's alright, because watching the highlights on SportsNet just isn't the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this year, I'll have to make it to a couple home games in Edmonton. Ryan, Dan, Trevor, are you guys up to a game or two? Raine, you can come too, it's just a quick drive to Edmonton from Calgary, no biggy right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112922489954983824?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112922489954983824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112922489954983824' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112922489954983824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112922489954983824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/10/one-year-too-long.html' title='One year too long'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112861251011669305</id><published>2005-10-06T09:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T09:32:27.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The story of Red</title><content type='html'>The other day I was standing in 7-11 looking through the cooler doors at their selection of drinks. I was really craving the smooth, citrusy taste of a nice Red Bull when I noticed it's price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Like fuck I'm going to pay 3 bucks for a juice box size drink!" I exclaimed out loud in the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then remembered that Ryan had said that Red Rain is cheaper and tastes quite the same. Ecstatic, I grabbed one and rang it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was cheaper, $1.25 kind of cheaper. And man did it taste fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Ryan, and thank you Red Rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7044/1075/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7044/1075/400/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Note: here is an illustrators depiction of how I feel about Red Rain... It's going to kick some Red Bull ass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112861251011669305?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112861251011669305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112861251011669305' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112861251011669305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112861251011669305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/10/story-of-red.html' title='The story of Red'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112852447361201985</id><published>2005-10-05T08:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T09:01:13.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Killing in the name of ...?"</title><content type='html'>There is this guy I know who lives in an apartment complex with his girlfriend and his cat. His cat Grimus is pretty cool, really friendly and likes to be let outside to roam around every once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night my friend couldn't find Grimus anywhere. But too his surprise when he opened their door to the public hallway, there he was, dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some fucking little shithead kids chased him around shooting him numerous times with a BB gun. And then, as if that weren't enough, they kicked the shit out of him until he died. Then the little bastards brought him back and layed him infront of his door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it, it makes me sick. He wasn't more than a year old and he wouldn't have hurt anyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112852447361201985?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112852447361201985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112852447361201985' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112852447361201985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112852447361201985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/10/killing-in-name-of.html' title='&quot;Killing in the name of ...?&quot;'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112792989165572523</id><published>2005-09-28T11:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T12:51:33.130-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"What's with today, today?"</title><content type='html'>Some days I want to just quit everything. Quit waking up and going to work. Quit paying monthly payments and bills. Quit even trying to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just seems like I am doing shit for nothing, for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's just another one of those days. Not everyday can be a fucking pocket full of sunshine and rainbows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*On a lighter note, the sun has finally burst through the clouds and is warming things up rather nicely. And damn does it smell good outside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112792989165572523?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112792989165572523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112792989165572523' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112792989165572523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112792989165572523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/09/whats-with-today-today.html' title='&quot;What&apos;s with today, today?&quot;'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112750469919768412</id><published>2005-09-23T14:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T15:07:42.870-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If I were bald, I'd wear a comb over</title><content type='html'>Well, it's almost time for Sony to unleash their new state of the art videogame console to the world. The new PS3. It has it's up sides but I'm a little skeptic of how it'll compare to Gamecubes latest creation or the XBOX 360.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7044/1075/1600/newps32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7044/1075/320/newps32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                     &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ain't she a beaut? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not that I don't have faith in the new generation of Sony offspring, I just don't think Sony can keep putting out great hits like I've seen in the past. I have owned both other versions of Playstations and I think maybe it's time I went back to the Nintendo days. No one really owns a Sony anymore. Everyone is switching to the competitor. As Ryan said, "Next Generation".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7044/1075/1600/offps34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7044/1075/320/offps34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course like it's rivals, the PS3 will come in many different colors. But I like the grey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7044/1075/1600/newps31.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112750469919768412?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112750469919768412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112750469919768412' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112750469919768412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112750469919768412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/09/if-i-were-bald-id-wear-comb-over.html' title='If I were bald, I&apos;d wear a comb over'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112714553820024041</id><published>2005-09-19T09:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T12:00:49.560-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ring 2 - I hate you</title><content type='html'>I rented the Ring 2 yesterday and holy shit that was one of the gayest movies I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one wasn't too bad, I thought. It had it's downfalls but after seeing the second edition to this already sinking ship, I have completely lost faith in it. What the hell were they thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't like that little kid, Aiden, I think his name was. Who calls their mom by her first name?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112714553820024041?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112714553820024041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112714553820024041' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112714553820024041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112714553820024041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/09/ring-2-i-hate-you.html' title='Ring 2 - I hate you'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112664854451961482</id><published>2005-09-13T15:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T16:00:55.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I make the best Green eggs and Ham</title><content type='html'>The new movie &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy&lt;/span&gt; comes out today, I'm not sure if I should buy it or rent it. I have heard good things and bad things about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to pick up &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ong Bak&lt;/span&gt; though. It looked like one of those in your face action movies that you've got to watch 5 or 6 times because it's so damn good. Yeah, I can't wait for that shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112664854451961482?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112664854451961482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112664854451961482' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112664854451961482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112664854451961482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-make-best-green-eggs-and-ham.html' title='I make the best Green eggs and Ham'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112655233493438587</id><published>2005-09-12T13:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T13:12:14.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love MSG</title><content type='html'>I had a craving for some Chinese food yesterday so I picked some up for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the usual Ginger beef, Singapore noodles and the always tasty chicken fried rice. No matter how hungry I am I can never finish all of it. Even if I get 1/2 orders, I just can't do it. Doesn't matter though, it makes a good snack for later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I could eat it everyday, I would probably get sick of it. It's better as a once in a while meal. Sure is expensive but definitely worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I wish I had more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112655233493438587?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112655233493438587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112655233493438587' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112655233493438587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112655233493438587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-love-msg.html' title='I Love MSG'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112619975285585880</id><published>2005-09-08T10:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T11:15:52.893-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official: Ryan Smells</title><content type='html'>The summer is basically over and I haven't really accomplished much, well, anything for that matter. I have decided to start the beginning of fall with a vacation, since the one I took in June was too short and I was sick the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am taking a couple days off to venture down to Stony Plain to visit an old friend of mine. I can guarantee we'll have a blast, we did when he visited me last time. And if we don't I'll just steel his CD collect, most of which are mine anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7044/1075/320/Map1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; This is the route I think I'll take from G.P. to Stony, I predict it'll take 4 hours and 14 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. - Hey Ryan, I can't wait to kick your ass in pool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112619975285585880?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112619975285585880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112619975285585880' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112619975285585880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112619975285585880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-official-ryan-smells.html' title='It&apos;s Official: Ryan Smells'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112560563736058354</id><published>2005-09-01T13:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T14:19:21.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a Hoverboard</title><content type='html'>What the HELL is up with gas prices' these days. Every day they seem to increase, and everyday I get more fed up with having to pay outrageous amounts of money for something that used to be so cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's such bullshit, and the government isn't even doing anything about it. Sure they say they might give a small refund to the citizens just like the "GST check", but what good is it going to do if it's 3 or 4 times a year and such a small amount. Fuck the "GST check" and Fuck the oil companies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now because of Katrina, the prices are expected to rise up to at least $1.20 by the end of the week. How can this happen, how does the government allow oil companies to do this. I bet they are being paid off or bribed by those cranks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing that'll happen is that the price of bottled water will sky rocket and people will just keep on buying it because it's a consumable product that can't be replenished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should probably simmer down a little but how can I when I'm so steamed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112560563736058354?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112560563736058354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112560563736058354' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112560563736058354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112560563736058354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-want-hoverboard.html' title='I want a Hoverboard'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112509229595798412</id><published>2005-08-26T15:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T15:38:15.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone looks like ants</title><content type='html'>About two weeks ago I began researching companies who make home built helicopters. I have been wanting to see how much it would cost to build my own helicopter from scratch, since it costs too damn much to rent one. To my discovery I found a place in the States the sells blue prints, and a whole crap load of books, engines, rotor blades and other helicopter related parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I placed an order for a set of blue prints on one of the companies who had better looking and safer aircrafts. Yesterday the prints came and they look awesome. They show every little part, and detail that is needed to construct a fully operational helicopter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy that I work with wants to help me build it. It'll probably take 2000 hours to make but in the end it'll be worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course all the right safety precautions will be taken, like inspections by properly licensed personnel, to ensure that a safe helicopter is built and not a shitty, unstable one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112509229595798412?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112509229595798412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112509229595798412' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112509229595798412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112509229595798412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/08/everyone-looks-like-ants.html' title='Everyone looks like ants'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112489848382476301</id><published>2005-08-24T09:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T09:48:03.833-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goes down like pop, looks like beer</title><content type='html'>I stopped off at 7-11 this morning and grabbed a bottle of &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;DAD's Old Fashioned Root Beer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(it's been around since 1937 you know) for my pre-work drink. And yes, I ripped the label off to make it look like I was drinking beer at work, that was basically the whole point of buying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a smooth rich flavor. I am not really a big fan of root beer, in fact I never buy it, except for good ol' Dads root beer. Who can resist it's beer like form? Who I ask you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112489848382476301?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112489848382476301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112489848382476301' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112489848382476301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112489848382476301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/08/goes-down-like-pop-looks-like-beer.html' title='Goes down like pop, looks like beer'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112448832872524690</id><published>2005-08-19T15:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T15:52:08.736-06:00</updated><title type='text'>When pigs fly... I'll stop eating bacon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7044/1075/1600/Shut%20up!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7044/1075/320/Shut%20up%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people are just fucking morons! Everyday someone tops the list of stupid acts done by a human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night there was a party, and a couple of guys I work with decided to go to it. It was at night so there was a camp fire and there was a fair amount of people attending it. I was fortunate enough not to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the guys there thought it would be fun to throw an unopened glass bottle of beer in the roaring fire. As science has taught us, the bottle heated up and then it exploded. It sent a piece of glass soaring through the air and into the eye of one of my co-workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day the guy who's eye was injured was so swollen up that he could not work. Nor could he even work when he did show up a few days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That just goes to show that not everyone one is gifted with a brain in their skull!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112448832872524690?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112448832872524690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112448832872524690' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112448832872524690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112448832872524690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/08/when-pigs-fly-ill-stop-eating-bacon.html' title='When pigs fly... I&apos;ll stop eating bacon'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112429650655556390</id><published>2005-08-17T10:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T10:35:06.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A nice glass of "what the HELL?!"</title><content type='html'>Well, this is kind of a weird occurrence. It has never happened to me before and I find it odd. I woke up this morning and my top lip was a little swollen. It isn't too visibly noticeable to others but it is physically noticeable to me. It is beginning to become very annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure on what caused this small enlargement but I have a few ideas that I've been running through my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking that I may have very tiny gnomes living in my closet. They are nocturnal and only come out at night to scavenge for food and rearrange objects in my room. Perhaps while I was asleep they gave me a few boots to the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also thinking that I may of had an allergic reaction to something, maybe something I ate recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am torn between both ideas. Each have their own possibilities. I guess I may never know what happened, but it still bugs me. I may have to start sleeping with one eye open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112429650655556390?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112429650655556390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112429650655556390' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112429650655556390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112429650655556390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/08/nice-glass-of-what-hell.html' title='A nice glass of &quot;what the HELL?!&quot;'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112413852608933232</id><published>2005-08-15T13:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T14:46:34.666-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The smell of success</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7044/1075/1600/bass4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" height="343" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7044/1075/320/bass3.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7044/1075/1600/bass3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I broke the string of bad luck on fishing trips this weekend. About time too. Two years without a single catch was bound to make anyone a little bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a trip out to Sturgen Lake (of all places to go) for a nice afternoon fishing trip. The air was cool, the sun was a little shy but the time was right. My first cast was a catch. A 19.5" long Walleye. Sure did put a smile on my face. No one else even had a bite until we were headed back to shore, that's when I caught my second. It was only a small Pike, just above the legal limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to find a nice picture that resembles what I went through on the lake. I had a couple real shots but they aren't ready just yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112413852608933232?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112413852608933232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112413852608933232' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112413852608933232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112413852608933232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/08/smell-of-success.html' title='The smell of success'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112388427381959948</id><published>2005-08-12T15:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T16:04:33.833-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This shits fo real</title><content type='html'>I really want to start a band. The thing is I don't really know how to play guitar that well. I mean I can play tabs alright but I can't get the notes down. The chords aren't too hard but there sure is a hell of a lot of them to remember. I figure all you really have to know is how to play your own shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to get Ryan to start one with me when he lived up here but he and I share the same amout of ambition. Plus, it's hard to find the time let alone people who know how to play all the instruments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still it sure would be fun to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112388427381959948?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112388427381959948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112388427381959948' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112388427381959948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112388427381959948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/08/this-shits-fo-real.html' title='This shits fo real'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112378116162012688</id><published>2005-08-11T11:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T11:29:40.306-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good 'ol Days</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I sure do miss the days when me and Ryan would hang out after work. Or when we would hop in his Prelude and cruise to town to see a movie. Remember when we went and saw that movie &lt;strong&gt;Blue Crush,&lt;/strong&gt; just to see the hot babes that were in it. Quite the good times we had that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew up a quick sketch of what we looked like back then. I think it is almost dead on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="209" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7044/1075/320/Me%20and%20Ryan.jpg" width="336" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112378116162012688?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112378116162012688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112378116162012688' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112378116162012688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112378116162012688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/08/good-ol-days.html' title='The Good &apos;ol Days'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112362503965328399</id><published>2005-08-09T15:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T16:03:59.660-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you eyeballin' me?</title><content type='html'>First off I'd like to say that I really enjoy Quizno's subs, they are fantastic. Their subs are like a fist full of flavor punching you right in the face. Who ever thought of baking your sub for you and right in front of you is a genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that bothers me though is that you can't see what they are doing to your sub. There is a friggen Great Wall of China between you and the sub maker. Who knows what they could be throwing on them. Plus they can barely even hear what you're saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well though, I still think it's better than Subway and Mr.Sub even if I don't know what I am getting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112362503965328399?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112362503965328399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112362503965328399' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112362503965328399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112362503965328399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/08/are-you-eyeballin-me.html' title='Are you eyeballin&apos; me?'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112353580538731547</id><published>2005-08-08T14:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T15:16:45.393-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So what if I wear socks with sandals</title><content type='html'>Went fishing on the weekend. Never actually caught anything but my heart and mind were in it all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hunting trout, they were small but they sure do put up a nasty fight. I had a couple bites and I just about pulled one right up to shore but the damn crony got away. They sure are smart and the bait I was using seemed to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll have better luck next time. And hopefully I'll be accompanied by a few pals... you know who you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112353580538731547?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112353580538731547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112353580538731547' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112353580538731547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112353580538731547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/08/so-what-if-i-wear-socks-with-sandals.html' title='So what if I wear socks with sandals'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112316928998270241</id><published>2005-08-04T09:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T11:13:06.776-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a pet leprechaun</title><content type='html'>I picked up the new Finch cd... and I was greatly disappointed. I took it back and exchanged it for the new &lt;a href="http://rufio.isaband.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Rufio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cd. I really enjoy it, it's a lot better than my first choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a nice easy listening album, with a great combination of music and singing, not to mention the lyrics, which are outstanding. They also added a couple instrumental tracks in there somewhere. Their punkish flavor of music soothes your soul and creates peace of mind... well for me that is. Just go buy it, you'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went to see &lt;strong&gt;Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.&lt;/strong&gt; What a great movie, I was very impressed. Now I can't wait for the next Tim Burton film to come out. It's gonna be a for sure hit in my books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112316928998270241?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112316928998270241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112316928998270241' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112316928998270241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112316928998270241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-have-pet-leprechaun.html' title='I have a pet leprechaun'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112299221627890065</id><published>2005-08-02T07:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T08:38:20.836-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor saps</title><content type='html'>I went to a wedding on the weekend. What a freakin' gong show! I barely knew the people as it was, and I have to go to some lame ass wedding, which by the way was at 3:00pm on a Friday afternoon. Who has a wedding on a week day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really scratched my ass though was the fact that the couple were young. The chick was 21 and the guy was 22. Why would you want to get married so young? It completely changed the way I want to live. I used to think getting married was the right thing to do. Now I see it as a sentence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112299221627890065?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112299221627890065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112299221627890065' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112299221627890065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112299221627890065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/08/poor-saps.html' title='Poor saps'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112264928552499657</id><published>2005-07-29T11:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T11:57:04.016-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I made out with Mary Poppins</title><content type='html'>In my recent discoveries, I have noticed that I eat to much food candy. I have also noticed that I am beginning to develop Diabety-like symptoms. Diabetes is one of my most feared diseases. I know it doesn't sound to bad and there are some that are much worse but there are certain things about it that make me cringe. So, I have decided to lay off of the sweets for a while, to see if these symptoms are just my imagination or if they are the real thing. I am still going to eat regular foods that contain a little sugar such as bread, cereal, pixysticks and burgers, just so that my body stays normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is, I could eat a 5 lb bag of candy (not that I have before) and not gain any weight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112264928552499657?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112264928552499657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112264928552499657' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112264928552499657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112264928552499657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-made-out-with-mary-poppins.html' title='I made out with Mary Poppins'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112250138185147991</id><published>2005-07-27T15:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T15:56:21.860-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bandages are for sissies!</title><content type='html'>I bought a paintball gun off of a guy at work. It is fairly new and has barely been used. The CO2 tank has only been filed up once, or so he says. I could really care less, I only paid 50 bucks for it. Now I just gotta go use it. Hey Ryan, you like paintball? I'll let you hold my new gun, if you promise not to shoot me in the face with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. - I hate Cheezies, they taste nothing like cheese.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112250138185147991?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112250138185147991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112250138185147991' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112250138185147991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112250138185147991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/07/bandages-are-for-sissies.html' title='Bandages are for sissies!'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112231477618644000</id><published>2005-07-25T11:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T12:48:46.023-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, I'm lazy!</title><content type='html'>Welp, not a bad weekend, for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday their was an air show at the airport. It was fucking cold and the wind was being a bitch but it was still not too bad. Lots of aircrafts on display, and there were some nifty performances too. I don't think I have ever see the Snowbirds before. One thing caught my eye though, it was a CF-18, it was Canada's "fighter jet". Not too bad but it was 21 years old. Makes you realize that the Canadian army is very poorly budgeted and they have some pretty old pieces of shit there. I mean, that is our air defense? Oh well I guess. If there is a war I'll just dig a hole and hide in it and mutter profanities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show I came home and I had rented some movies that had to be returned by midnight, so I threw in the one I hadn't seen yet. The show was Darkness and I won't get into any detail because it sucked too bad. But after the movie I had decided to take a quick nap for ten minutes or so around 8ish. Needless to say I woke up at 10 the next morning in a daze. That was a much needed sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was completely lazy for the rest of the weekend and that is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112231477618644000?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112231477618644000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112231477618644000' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112231477618644000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112231477618644000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/07/yeah-im-lazy.html' title='Yeah, I&apos;m lazy!'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112206993008846824</id><published>2005-07-22T15:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T16:05:30.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Slimy Bastards!</title><content type='html'>I want to go fishing. Some place where it is easy to catch fish. I have went fishing 3 times so far this year and not had a single bite. People all around me were catching fish, huge fish, and could not keep them off their hooks. I don't know what it is. Maybe I am a little over zealous, but still, how hard can it be. It sure as hell is frustrating, almost makes me want quit fishing all together, but I still have one thread of hope that is keeping me interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm, when cooked right, fish sure do taste good. A little lemon juice, a bit of butter and the proper herbs and spices and you've got yourself a damn good meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112206993008846824?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112206993008846824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112206993008846824' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112206993008846824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112206993008846824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/07/slimy-bastards.html' title='Slimy Bastards!'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112188671891764118</id><published>2005-07-20T14:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T14:55:27.270-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I accidentally swallowed some toothpaste</title><content type='html'>Getting older....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought freaks me out. Every once in a while becoming an old timer floats into my head and then I wonder. I wonder what I would look like, how I would feel and what can I do to stay young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, I don't want to become an oldy. I don't want to have to blender my meals and eat food in liquid form. Or slip on some ice in the winter and fall and break a bone, perhaps even end up in a coma. Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against old people, in fact most of them are quite interesting folk, I just don't want to become old. To me it is just another step torwards death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll live for 100 years, maybe only 60, I don't know I am not a psychic. But I think I should make the best of what I have left. Getting older might not be as bad as I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112188671891764118?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112188671891764118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112188671891764118' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112188671891764118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112188671891764118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-accidentally-swallowed-some.html' title='I accidentally swallowed some toothpaste'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112180576089077204</id><published>2005-07-19T14:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T15:55:13.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking marshmallows over the stove</title><content type='html'>The new movie &lt;em&gt;Constantine&lt;/em&gt; comes out today, but I don't know how keen I am on renting it. It looked good in the previews but I heard a lot of bad things about it. I think I'll still giver a shot, who knows it might still be an alright flick. Keanu Reeves usually puts on an alright show. Johnny Mnemonic wasn't so bad, neither was the first Matrix. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained all day today. Not a hard rain but a gentle soothing drizzle. Yeah, that sure did relax me every time I looked out the window. Keeps a person sane I always say. I love the smell of rain too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112180576089077204?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112180576089077204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112180576089077204' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112180576089077204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112180576089077204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/07/cooking-marshmallows-over-stove.html' title='Cooking marshmallows over the stove'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112146391146081740</id><published>2005-07-15T15:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T15:45:11.460-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmm, delicious</title><content type='html'>I just can't get enough of these Buffalo Wing flavored Rave chips!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112146391146081740?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112146391146081740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112146391146081740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112146391146081740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112146391146081740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/07/mmmm-delicious.html' title='Mmmm, delicious'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112146378002493286</id><published>2005-07-15T15:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T15:42:56.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sick... not the finger in the mouth kind of sick.</title><content type='html'>I have noticed lately that I am always sick. Stuffy nose, head ache, coughing, you know the kind of symptoms that don't kill you but are very annoying. I think I am sick 2 1/2 weeks out of every month. It seems that my illness comes and goes, perhaps even staying dormant for a while, waiting for the right moment, the time when I think I have beat it then it makes it's appearance. BLASTED GERMS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, one more thing, my chameleon died yesterday. She was 2 years old. Maybe I got what she had?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112146378002493286?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112146378002493286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112146378002493286' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112146378002493286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112146378002493286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-sick-not-finger-in-mouth-kind-of.html' title='I&apos;m sick... not the finger in the mouth kind of sick.'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112136703340556799</id><published>2005-07-14T12:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T12:51:35.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking out the trash is fun</title><content type='html'>I killed a man today, stabbed him in the chest with a pizza sub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't actually kill someone, but I sure as hell wanted to. I am learning to just walk away from idiots. If you stand there and take it then you'll only get angrier. Plus co-workers come and go, and it's not hard to set someone up to get fired....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112136703340556799?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112136703340556799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112136703340556799' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112136703340556799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112136703340556799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/07/taking-out-trash-is-fun.html' title='Taking out the trash is fun'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112111091263151621</id><published>2005-07-11T13:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T13:43:28.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Does anyone actually know what is in hot dogs?</title><content type='html'>After another slow boring weekend I have realized that I have got to do something cool for the summer, or at least before it gets too cold and I begin to hate nature. I have constructed a short list of "to do" things that are of some interest to me. I am hoping that they make my summer better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Road trip to Ryan's house and hang out with him for a few days/weeks &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat an entire party pack from Subway. It'll be a lot but it's a mountain I am willing to climb&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go fishing and actually catch a damn fish for once&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, those will do... those will do just fine. Now I just have to do it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112111091263151621?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112111091263151621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112111091263151621' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112111091263151621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112111091263151621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/07/does-anyone-actually-know-what-is-in.html' title='Does anyone actually know what is in hot dogs?'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112085383880093698</id><published>2005-07-08T14:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T14:26:45.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch it!</title><content type='html'>I watched a couple of movies last night. One was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0382077/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hide and Seek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; It wasn't too bad but not what I had been expecting. Robert DeNiro played a fairly good role but I think he should stick to mob flicks or bad guy acts. He doesn't play that bad of a psycho though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other show I watched was called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0366627/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The Jacket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. This show was much better. I would suggest watching it; very thrilling, and it has an interesting story. I don't want to say much more about it because that would be stupid, so just go and rent it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112085383880093698?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112085383880093698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112085383880093698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112085383880093698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112085383880093698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/07/watch-it.html' title='Watch it!'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112057868698454573</id><published>2005-07-05T09:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T10:22:24.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I am going to start wearing a patch over one eye, chicks dig that stuff</title><content type='html'>These past few days have been really nice. Not too hot, a little cloudy, just the way I like it. I'm not really a hot summer day person, I like the weather to be gloomy or rainy. Yeah, that's the shit. If it's too hot you just can't sleep, and then that makes a person cranky and the day sucks. Bring on the muggy weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I &lt;strong&gt;FUCKING&lt;/strong&gt; hate reality shows!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112057868698454573?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112057868698454573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112057868698454573' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112057868698454573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112057868698454573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-think-i-am-going-to-start-wearing.html' title='I think I am going to start wearing a patch over one eye, chicks dig that stuff'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-112049187792950148</id><published>2005-07-04T09:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T09:49:08.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because you have hair all over your body that doesn't make you a werewolf!</title><content type='html'>I picked up the movie &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0257516/"&gt;Cursed&lt;/a&gt; last night to watch. I wasn't too keen on renting it but it looked interesting, that and I was bored of looking for movies. I am not really big on "werewolf" movies, mostly because they aren't as scary as they are set out to be and the costume/computer design is usually lacking. Movie makers have yet to make an impressive looking beast. This movie was no different. For the most part the movie was some what interesting but kind of weak. The story line was awful and the ending was lame, but on a good note Christina Ricci was lookin' pretty fine. Mmmhmmm!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-112049187792950148?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/112049187792950148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=112049187792950148' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112049187792950148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/112049187792950148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/07/just-because-you-have-hair-all-over.html' title='Just because you have hair all over your body that doesn&apos;t make you a werewolf!'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111953542729327212</id><published>2005-06-23T07:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T08:15:09.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1-900-976-JUICE</title><content type='html'>I watched &lt;strong&gt;Requiem For A Dream&lt;/strong&gt; last night, what a kick-ass show. It is put together so well, and every little detail makes the movie that much more interesting. Who would have thought that Marlon Wayans could take on a more serious role and make it work. I quite enjoyed it, thanks for the suggestion Ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I had nightmares about my fridge last night....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111953542729327212?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111953542729327212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111953542729327212' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111953542729327212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111953542729327212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/06/1-900-976-juice.html' title='1-900-976-JUICE'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111938539249093752</id><published>2005-06-21T13:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T14:24:17.633-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I forgot what I was saying</title><content type='html'>Is it possible to have a small case of amnesia? Because I think I have, but it's not too serious. One day I'll think of something that I have to do and then within minutes I'll have forgotten about it and I'm off doing something else. I eventually remember but it's usually too late to do anything about it. Should I be worried or is there some sort of explanation for this mysterious, and early, act of oldage'ism?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird alright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...almost as weird as Ryan's fetish for old A&amp;amp;W burgers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111938539249093752?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111938539249093752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111938539249093752' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111938539249093752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111938539249093752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-forgot-what-i-was-saying.html' title='I forgot what I was saying'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111928095437607573</id><published>2005-06-20T09:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T09:28:33.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Besichtigung und Ausmessung!!!</title><content type='html'>Another weekend come and gone. And I still haven't captured all the smurfs to use as guinea pigs in my experiment. Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went paint-balling on Saturday with a couple of guys I didn't know. It was for a stag and I only knew the groom. It was still pretty fun though. I was shot a few times, didn't really feel it when the paint balls hit because I was wearing coveralls. Quite a feeling, being shot at that is. It gets the adrenaline pumping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111928095437607573?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111928095437607573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111928095437607573' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111928095437607573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111928095437607573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/06/besichtigung-und-ausmessung.html' title='Besichtigung und Ausmessung!!!'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111876740624463389</id><published>2005-06-14T10:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T09:03:17.120-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm GLAD those Q-tips are stuck in my ears!</title><content type='html'>I have just realized that I now hate the radio(well the one here anyways)! They play the same new songs over and over, at least once every two hours. I am getting sick of bands I used to like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am just going to keep buying cd's of bands that aren't on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which has anyone heard of the band &lt;a href="http://www.maverick.com/teamsleep/site/"&gt;Team Sleep&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111876740624463389?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111876740624463389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111876740624463389' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111876740624463389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111876740624463389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-glad-those-q-tips-are-stuck-in-my.html' title='I&apos;m GLAD those Q-tips are stuck in my ears!'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111867460512155711</id><published>2005-06-13T08:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T08:58:15.243-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sure she lived in a shoe with some kids but she was hot!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was eating a deliciously green, very ripe apple. I thought to myself as I looked down at the half finished fruit that what if I took a bite and a worm popped out of a hole in it? My conclusion was that I would probably spit out what was left in my mouth and throw the rest down on the ground. Not only that but I'd be completely turned off from eating any soft shelled fruit and possibly even soft shelled vegetables raw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm no sissy but who eats worms? They aren't even part of the four food groups.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111867460512155711?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111867460512155711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111867460512155711' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111867460512155711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111867460512155711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/06/sure-she-lived-in-shoe-with-some-kids.html' title='Sure she lived in a shoe with some kids but she was hot!'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111833235351476481</id><published>2005-06-09T09:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T10:36:17.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Try running with your shoes tied together... you just can't do it.</title><content type='html'>So, KFC is now offering "ribs" as a dish on their menu. What are they pork, beef?? My guess is chicken ribs. It might be weird to assume that but they do sell chicken or at least say that they do. It's not called KFP or KPB, so if I ordered some ribs I would expect them to be chicken. Wouldn't you? I sure as hell don't go to KFC for their delicious steak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see what the conclusion of this theory will be later. For now I think I'll stick to the spicy chicken burger that they offer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111833235351476481?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111833235351476481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111833235351476481' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111833235351476481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111833235351476481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/06/try-running-with-your-shoes-tied.html' title='Try running with your shoes tied together... you just can&apos;t do it.'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111825375772351678</id><published>2005-06-08T11:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T12:02:37.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So, all this time I was actually just eating dirt, not food?!</title><content type='html'>Peep this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my usual drive to work this morning around sevenish, I decided to stop and pick up some Timmy's. Yup, that was a wise choice; deliciously toasted bagel and a smooth iced cap to start the day off on the right foot. Anyways, on my way to work I was driving around 60km/hr (which was the speed limit) and then out of the corner of my eye I noticed something running with me. The first thing that went through my head was that I was being chased by a crazed, super fast - blood thirsty monster. I soon realized that it wasn't that at all, it was actually a deer. A &lt;strong&gt;DEER&lt;/strong&gt; dammit, in the middle of town. I slammed on the breaks and watched it dart back behind me and across the road, other people hit their breaks too allowing the deer to leap across the rest of the four lane and into some bank parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really an important story but I had to share it, since deer don't usually hang out in town... and it gave me quite a scare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111825375772351678?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111825375772351678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111825375772351678' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111825375772351678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111825375772351678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-all-this-time-i-was-actually-just.html' title='So, all this time I was actually just eating dirt, not food?!'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111809341845559242</id><published>2005-06-06T14:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T15:30:18.460-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake up and smell the dead roses!</title><content type='html'>More bad news today... Fuck sakes! I can't take anymore of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is worse, I wake up and think things are going to be fine and then I actually wake up and realize where I am! I am being dragged into an endless pit of self destruction. It's a chain reaction of events gone wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My work load is piling higher at work, no one will help me, no one cares. I stay late after work, come in on the weekends and I still can't manage. I have applied for other jobs but have heard nothing back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in a huge debt. I have 3 loans on the go just trying to make ends meet. An education in something that is impossible to get a job doing and I owe people money and I can't pay them back as quickly as I would like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do the things I want or buy the things I need. My shoes are falling apart dammit.... my shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news and bad luck are a tag teaming virus. Or a disease that spreads faster than I can keep track of. No matter what I do to stop it, it only gets worse. It's taking over my life and I don't know what to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111809341845559242?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111809341845559242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111809341845559242' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111809341845559242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111809341845559242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/06/wake-up-and-smell-dead-roses.html' title='Wake up and smell the dead roses!'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111773320946127989</id><published>2005-06-02T10:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T13:29:53.523-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Throwing fists with no arms</title><content type='html'>I noticed recently that when someone tries bitching at me or telling me what to do I usually have a mouthy comment or comeback. Not a stupid remark that'll get me into trouble but something that tells them I know what I am doing and that I'm not as dumb as they think or look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have finally just given up and I don't care what people think anymore, which is a good change to me. I used to get pushed around and just keep my head down and do my job. Now I do my job but I do it good and I don't take any shit from anyone. If they have a problem with me or they think that my idea or the way I do things is wrong then I usually tell them and show them that it's not a bad idea and that I was right all along. I am tired of people acting like they are better than me or think that they know more then me. Piss on them if they want to act like a jackass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not by any means bitchy or angry, I think in the past month or so I have actually relaxed a bit and have become a little easier going. I still tell people off but only if they are asking for it. I don't know, I think I am just starting to realize that most people are alright and are easy to get along, the other few just have a shitty life and try and take it out on other people. Those kinds and I don't mix well. But I rarely mingle with that crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I try and remember is that I can live how ever I want, I like what I like for a reason, and there is no need to change it. So stick that in your pipe and do what ever you want with it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111773320946127989?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111773320946127989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111773320946127989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111773320946127989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111773320946127989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/06/throwing-fists-with-no-arms.html' title='Throwing fists with no arms'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111748390307406684</id><published>2005-05-30T13:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T15:05:30.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom and I go way back...</title><content type='html'>The weekend sure goes by fast.&lt;br /&gt;It often seems like I don't get anything done, I mean I sleep in until 10 or 11 but I wake up at least 2 - 3 times a night and then all day I am tired, even if I eat a lot or drink energy substitutes all day. It's like I am constantly drained. I have no energy, I just sit infront of my TV and play video games. I surf channels for a while but there is never anything on. I might get up and try to do something physical like going for a walk but by the time I get to the door, put my shoes on and get ready, I have already lost interest and soon find myself becoming more lazy. I don't know, it feels like a disease, a virus has overcome my body and mind and transforms me into a mindless glob of couch matter pitifully wasting the day away. Some days are better then others though, I'm not always bored, but those have become few. I think it's time to get a new hobby or something, get my mind back into 'er. Maybe something unexpected will happen, something new and different but then again what are the chances that will happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to add that I ate at a seafood restaurant this weekend and all I can say is &lt;strong&gt;fantastic. &lt;/strong&gt;I really enjoy shrimp, fish and I even liked the clam strips and scallops. Deliciously appetizing and filling. Sure is a change from burgers all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111748390307406684?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111748390307406684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111748390307406684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111748390307406684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111748390307406684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/05/boredom-and-i-go-way-back.html' title='Boredom and I go way back...'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111713947354340070</id><published>2005-05-26T14:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T14:31:13.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whale blubber is good, it puts hair on your chest</title><content type='html'>I picked up a 1/2 lb bacon and cheese burger from 7-11 on my lunch break and man it was nasty! The outside looked scrumptious but when I bit into the inside it was gross. I would rather not go into further detail, it's just not appealing. I still ate it all but what can I say, I was frickin' hungry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell is Redbull so damn expensive? It's good, wait scratch that, it's greatly gratifying, but such a drain on the funds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111713947354340070?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111713947354340070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111713947354340070' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111713947354340070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111713947354340070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/05/whale-blubber-is-good-it-puts-hair-on.html' title='Whale blubber is good, it puts hair on your chest'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111703160571131695</id><published>2005-05-25T08:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T08:33:25.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Emptiness is happiness</title><content type='html'>I feel so lifeless today. I just don't give a shit about anything. The sun is up, it could turn out to be a warm day but it just doesn't feel like a good day. I am almost completely empty inside and the bitter morning only seems to make it worse, maybe I'll get better as the day progresses... hopefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111703160571131695?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111703160571131695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111703160571131695' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111703160571131695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111703160571131695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/05/emptiness-is-happiness.html' title='Emptiness is happiness'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111695545573295517</id><published>2005-05-24T11:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T12:00:55.536-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Apology accepted??</title><content type='html'>First off I'd just like to apologize to Ryan and his gang, I should've made it out there this weekend but you know my life sucks and shit hit the fan ruining a good opportunity to hang out with some new friends. I'll make it to Stony real soon, I can feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am applying to some new jobs I saw in the local news paper and yes, I am also applying to jobs in Stony, Ryan. Maybe I can get hired and start over some place new. I have been dinked around too much by almost everyone. FUCK 'EM I say. I gotta do what's right for this guy and hangout with the pals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111695545573295517?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111695545573295517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111695545573295517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111695545573295517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111695545573295517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/05/apology-accepted.html' title='Apology accepted??'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111659698425151211</id><published>2005-05-20T07:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T07:52:41.213-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What the Hell?!</title><content type='html'>Ever heard of the game for Playstation called &lt;strong&gt;Alone in the Dark&lt;/strong&gt;? Well let me just tell you it isn't too bad. You mostly walk around in the dark with a flashlight and a gun trying to solve something to do with the supernatural, kind of a Resident Evil type game... but not at all as good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, they came out with a movie based on the game. The movie is not that good. There is no plot, just a bunch of flash backs, the story doesn't really say what started everything or how or even why, there was a very poor script, and to top it off, the ending sucked nuts. There was on the other hand some nifty computer graphics on the creatures. But this doesn't bring up its rating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note: Tara Ried and Christian Slater are the main characters... terrible acting though&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give it a 2 out of 7.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111659698425151211?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111659698425151211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111659698425151211' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111659698425151211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111659698425151211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-hell.html' title='What the Hell?!'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111652009732019954</id><published>2005-05-19T10:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T10:30:14.016-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Take my job and shove it!</title><content type='html'>I dislike work. In fact, I despise work and the people who work around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The company that I work for is pathetic. I asked for a raise because one of our employees quit, making me take on another job. Now I have to do two jobs at once, and with no help what so ever. I am also supposed to love doing it as well. That's the Impression I get anyways. So, now I can't get a raise and they won't hire anyone to help me because my bosses are cuntfaces and they don't want to spend the money. Meanwhile several people around me are receiving hefty raises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have decided to quit and quit I will. I would like to stir up some shit on my way out, maybe cause a bit of confusion just to piss them off a little, bunch of lazy-assed idiots with serious STD problems! (Well, I would imagine they do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like these apples! &lt;strong&gt;Be'atch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111652009732019954?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111652009732019954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111652009732019954' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111652009732019954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111652009732019954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/05/take-my-job-and-shove-it.html' title='Take my job and shove it!'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111643083703152697</id><published>2005-05-18T09:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T11:09:59.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Monkeys can't play chess! They're too impatient, and that's the only reason!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just some inspiring words from a band I like, yeah, they're not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"... I'll fade with time, just like in the dream.&lt;br /&gt;Inherit my shoes, they were to hard to fill anyways.&lt;br /&gt;I want it to go well for you, start over,&lt;br /&gt;start over and do it right this time,&lt;br /&gt;for me."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Deep, yet satisfying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111643083703152697?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111643083703152697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111643083703152697' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111643083703152697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111643083703152697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/05/monkeys-cant-play-chess-theyre-too.html' title='Monkeys can&apos;t play chess! They&apos;re too impatient, and that&apos;s the only reason!'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111625197012386630</id><published>2005-05-16T07:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T11:43:48.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I accidentally ate a fly, it just flew into my mouth!</title><content type='html'>Another shitty weekend, how expected. Worst part is, I was outside for about 4 hours working on my &lt;strong&gt;SUNBURN&lt;/strong&gt;. Yup, that's such a lovely feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched &lt;em&gt;Assualt on Presinct 13&lt;/em&gt;, not too shabby. It seemed a little over the top though, what with like 15 "dirty" cops in riot gear trying to kill 2 cops and a bunch of nobodies, and a chopper flying in a snow storm. Other than that, I would probably watch it again. Couple of good actors in it as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111625197012386630?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111625197012386630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111625197012386630' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111625197012386630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111625197012386630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-accidentally-ate-fly-it-just-flew.html' title='I accidentally ate a fly, it just flew into my mouth!'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111592047200340177</id><published>2005-05-12T11:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T07:57:40.696-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm there, like the hair on your mom's back</title><content type='html'>Dammit! And dammit again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is such a pain in the ass! All for nothing I say. The only reason people work is stay alive. Fuck work, I am so sick of getting up and and working my ass off and then getting paid dick all. Such a waste of time. I took a university level course, graduated and now I can't get a job in the field I was trained in because of such a bullshit system of employment. What a waste of time and money. If you could see my face right now, you would notice that I am making a very mad face.... Something like this ):o .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it, I think I am going to get a boat and sail (or drift if I have to) out into uncharted waters and find a deserted island where no one will ever find me. That has to be the solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing is for sure, I need to stop and sort out my life, and stop taking things for granted. Things like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) My friends! I need to start hanging out with them more, I am beginning to think I'm losing them. I have already lost enough. Ryan, sorry I haven't came down to see you yet, I would like to meet your friends some time and hang out, perhaps a little partying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) My family, including my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C) And anything I have interests in and haven't shown any input to. Like my artwork, the music I play on my guitar, videogames, and &lt;strong&gt;SLEEP&lt;/strong&gt; for shitsake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's what I gotta do, start living better and enjoying what I used to/still have!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111592047200340177?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111592047200340177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111592047200340177' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111592047200340177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111592047200340177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-there-like-hair-on-your-moms-back.html' title='I&apos;m there, like the hair on your mom&apos;s back'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111583455891296085</id><published>2005-05-11T12:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T13:19:43.526-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A slap in the face wasn't all I was getting from her</title><content type='html'>So there I am at the local dinner, just sitting there eating my soup when I looked down and right in the centre of the bowl was a human finger. Looked as though it had been cut off, and not on purpose either. One thing was for sure though, it sure as hell wasn't mine. I lost all mine in the war!&lt;br /&gt;"Hello there, excuse me waiter," I began as he walked by, "Is this a new kind of soup, or did I just get a special brew because it's my birthday?"&lt;br /&gt;"Umm, so very sorry sir, let me fix that for you." he muffled as he grabbed my soup and ran out of the restaurant yelling meaningless profanities.&lt;br /&gt;As he dashed by I glanced down at his left hand. There was something missing, it was one of his fingers. I guess I had accidentally removed it with my samurai when I was doing my Chinese warlord inpersonation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maahaha, what a day, what a day indeed. I hope that never happens again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111583455891296085?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111583455891296085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111583455891296085' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111583455891296085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111583455891296085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/05/slap-in-face-wasnt-all-i-was-getting.html' title='A slap in the face wasn&apos;t all I was getting from her'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111582205607297410</id><published>2005-05-11T08:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T13:17:58.693-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody likes bats anyway</title><content type='html'>I watched the new Batman movie trailer last night and I was shocked. Not in a "that's the best show ever " kind of way, it was more like a "they are still making those damn films?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yet another addition to the Batman collection. My only question is "Why?" I mean, the other films got worse(in my opinion) from the first Batman to the last one. It seems like they are grasping for something. Maybe because he isn't really a superhero, just a guy in a suit. Don't get me wrong, I don't hate the character, I just think that it's time to &lt;em&gt;lay him to rest&lt;/em&gt; or so to speak. His enemies don't really have any story behind them and they don't seem to last long. If they are going to take over the world shouldn't they put up a better fight. I think I should become a villain and show Batman what I've got up my sleeve. I don't think he could handle what I'm a brewin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know for sure, but what I do know is that it is a classic superhero flick and it probably would look better on the big screen. I might go check it out, on a cheap night that is and I wont tell anyone I saw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Batman Begins&lt;/strong&gt;....begins what though?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111582205607297410?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111582205607297410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111582205607297410' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111582205607297410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111582205607297410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/05/nobody-likes-bats-anyway.html' title='Nobody likes bats anyway'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111573421012775858</id><published>2005-05-10T07:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T08:10:10.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't have fleas, really!</title><content type='html'>First I would just like to say, have you ever tried blowing your nose with paper towel? Cause if you haven't, save it, and go find something softer and smaller. Trust me, you'll appreciate it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I was watching tv yesterday and I saw a commercial about a boy who has a seeing eye dog. Then I though to myself, man I could sure use one of those. I'm not blind or anything but I sure could use the help around the house doing the odd chore. I am kind of lazy but you know who isn't these days. Yeah... I think I am going to apply for one next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111573421012775858?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111573421012775858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111573421012775858' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111573421012775858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111573421012775858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-dont-have-fleas-really.html' title='I don&apos;t have fleas, really!'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111566488739021102</id><published>2005-05-09T12:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T13:25:44.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating brains and sippin' on Sunny D</title><content type='html'>In my past 20 odd years or so, I have noticed that "people" will do anything to get ahead in life. With the exception of most friends and family, the average person is just a mindless zombie feeding on the failure and personal issues of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people will at often times go out of their way to get a promotion, a raise or even a better office. I am talking about those who'll "step on the fingers" of others around them just for stupid shit that makes them feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have known a few people like this and to my knowledge they hit the top and then are shot right back down just as quickly. One person I knew would walk around talking to different people about how he hated his job and was going to quit because the company was going under. He would also brag about how good he used to have it before he worked here. Constantly stabbing people in the back and at the same time kissing the bosses ass were among his many hobbies... what bullshit. And when a promotion came up and he didn't get it, all the fights he started were for nothing. He quit after that and has never been heard of since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya see, all for nothing. I just don't get some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to go eat some dill spitz and play hacky sack for a while...peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111566488739021102?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111566488739021102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111566488739021102' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111566488739021102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111566488739021102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/05/eating-brains-and-sippin-on-sunny-d.html' title='Eating brains and sippin&apos; on Sunny D'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111564575472631653</id><published>2005-05-09T07:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T07:52:36.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Peep this!</title><content type='html'>I listened to a few new bands this weekend that I was told were not to shabby. I must say, nice work on finding the band Metric, Ryan, they are pretty good. Not a bad band at all, very original sound, and very easy to listen to. Plus their lead singer... yup, she's a fox.&lt;br /&gt;Another band I took a gander at was called "Death From Above 1979". Definitely a different name that's for sure but an all together great trio of artists. They too have something new to share with the music world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both bands are worth picking up their CD's in a music store and playing their music in a loud manor from a car or stereo, perhaps even a little head bobbing once in a while wouldn't hurt either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111564575472631653?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111564575472631653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111564575472631653' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111564575472631653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111564575472631653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/05/peep-this.html' title='Peep this!'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111539527413335957</id><published>2005-05-06T09:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T10:01:14.323-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah sure, I dig pain</title><content type='html'>The other day I was just minding my own business when all of a sudden I felt a slight pain in my jawish area. Not thinking much of it, I simply pasted it off as a sore muscle and figured it would go away on it's own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy was I wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later the pain had become a little for noticeable and I began to wonder if it was more then just a sore muscle, maybe I should further investigate. Using my best tools, I stuck my my finger in my mouth and began to feel around at my gums and back molars... "What's this" I exclaimed, as I ran my fingers over a sharp tooth like structure protruding out of my gums. It was in fact a tooth, and there were two of them, one on each side of my bottom jaw. They are the dreaded "Wisdom teeth" and they have chosen now is the right time to make their entrance. What a shitty deal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what to do. If I go get them checked, the dentist will most likely yank them out on the spot, but maybe they won't hurt too much, maybe I can just take the pain and keep them. I could use another couple more teeth back there. I am puzzled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111539527413335957?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111539527413335957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111539527413335957' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111539527413335957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111539527413335957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/05/yeah-sure-i-dig-pain.html' title='Yeah sure, I dig pain'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111531609660623841</id><published>2005-05-05T12:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T12:37:50.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Can someone please remove the knife from my back?!!</title><content type='html'>Well now, this shit is getting retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job is one big fucking gong show, seriously it's lame. I work with the biggest ass face I have ever met. What a piece of work he is. I have been working at this job for a year and a half almost and I have stayed at the same wage for 9 months. This new guy starts 4 months ago (who is only 2 years older then me) at the same wage I am already at, doing what I used to do. Now he gets a promotion and a raise and thinks he can boss me around and I get demoted. To top things off, the raise I was promised has slowly drifted off with out me and never to be heard of again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should start busting some skulls to get some answers instead of just bitching about it, but I am kind of a procrastinator and I'll probably just brush this off and bundle up the hatred. Yeah that sounds like an easier way out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111531609660623841?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111531609660623841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111531609660623841' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111531609660623841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111531609660623841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/05/can-someone-please-remove-knife-from.html' title='Can someone please remove the knife from my back?!!'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111531904113796489</id><published>2005-05-05T01:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T11:44:29.393-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats that? You want me to share my Skittles with you?</title><content type='html'>On a lighter note, I just had a Red Bull and some Skittles..... now that's a tasty party. I think I shall now go and run a 20 km marathon with only one shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah shit, I just got a damn paper cut on my thumb. I think this is the worst pain imaginable... yup, I am beginning to lose consciousness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111531904113796489?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111531904113796489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111531904113796489' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111531904113796489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111531904113796489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/05/whats-that-you-want-me-to-share-my.html' title='Whats that? You want me to share my Skittles with you?'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111523247742854326</id><published>2005-05-04T01:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T12:47:57.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Now that's my cup of tea</title><content type='html'>I was going through some of my cd's last night when I came across a certain band, &lt;strong&gt;The Used&lt;/strong&gt;. Man, they sure are the shit. I own both their cd's and I must say that if you thought that their first cd was cool, then you'll surely groove their newer one. I mean, their lead singer sure can sing, whether it be screaming or just plain grabbing the mike and dropping a few lines or two. Not to metion their music, it's fast, slow and totally original all in one song. Definetly one of my favorite bands that's for sure. Hell I might even buy a couple more copies of their cd's just cause they're that wicked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I think I would high-five this band if I past them on the street some day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111523247742854326?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111523247742854326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111523247742854326' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111523247742854326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111523247742854326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/05/now-thats-my-cup-of-tea.html' title='Now that&apos;s my cup of tea'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111513731528777269</id><published>2005-05-03T11:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T10:21:55.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things are better not to be shown to the public</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that I went and saw the new movie Sahara the other day. Definetly a sub-par film. Nobody dies, no one on the good side anways, too much fakeism and well, just plain sucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;That's all I have to say about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111513731528777269?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111513731528777269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111513731528777269' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111513731528777269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111513731528777269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/05/some-things-are-better-not-to-be-shown_03.html' title='Some things are better not to be shown to the public'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111513011596176989</id><published>2005-05-03T09:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T14:42:12.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pimpin' Ain't Easy...Or is it??</title><content type='html'>I was driving somewhere the other day, not really going anywhere, minding my own business when I looked over and pulling up beside me was a white sports car. In no time at all, it gained acceleration and took off leaving only a bunch of scattered leaves blowing behind it. This car was not just any car, it was a Prelude. It reminded me of the car my best friend used to have. Man those were the days. We used to take that thing into town and all the ladies would come running after us as soon as they seen us drive by. Yup, that was the chick mobile alright. Then one day, my friend moved away and I never saw the car again. I think he owed the mob some money and they were going to put a hit out on him or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no real point to this story, I just wanted share a memory of good times in the pimp mobile, pickin' up ho's and bustin' caps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12601293-111513011596176989?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111513011596176989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111513011596176989' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111513011596176989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111513011596176989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/05/pimpin-aint-easyor-is-it.html' title='Pimpin&apos; Ain&apos;t Easy...Or is it??'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12601293.post-111506434024476273</id><published>2005-05-02T15:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T14:05:40.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Love To Mother Nature</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What the hell?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I mean, the weather in Alberta is atrocious. Two weeks ago the weather was in the mid 20's, last week it dropped to almost zero with snow fall warnings. And now.... now it's back up into the high teens.... why won't it just be one temperature for a scheduled period of time and then another for the next? None of this hot-cold-hot bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh well what can you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Maybe I'll construct a devise that controls.....nah, that's just a waste of time.&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/12601293-111506434024476273?l=brain-plague.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/feeds/111506434024476273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12601293&amp;postID=111506434024476273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111506434024476273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12601293/posts/default/111506434024476273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brain-plague.blogspot.com/2005/05/making-love-to-mother-nature.html' title='Making Love To Mother Nature'/><author><name>Jon.V?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16718103290800526957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
