﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>picky_boy's Xanga</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from picky_boy</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy</link></image><item><title>Tuesday, January 30, 2007</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/566715737/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/566715737/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Jan 2007 09:24:21 GMT</pubDate><description>doin better</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/566715737/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>when it rains it snows</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/566428635/when-it-rains-it-snows.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/566428635/when-it-rains-it-snows.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Jan 2007 06:33:35 GMT</pubDate><description>well. i'm sleepless for tonight. well, not quite. i crashed at 1130, and then when my roomate came home from the bar at 3, i woke up and was unable to fall back asleep again. so, for me it was time to finish the homework and think about the last day. &lt;br /&gt;a week ago, for those that dont know, a girl iw as seeing broke up with me, and the last week has been a little hard. last night her friends, myself included threw her a small party because shes been feeling down (one of the reasons for my dismissal from the position of lover, among a few) now, i proceeded to get drunk, had a greaet time, and at the end of the night, asked if i could come and study with her, she said no, going to sleep , at which point i drunkenly said i missed her, gave her a hug, and proceeded to go pass out in one of her best friends beds (they werent in it) and then pass out in another persons bed. &lt;br /&gt;then i went home. the party had ended at 930, i spent two hours laying in place drunkenly and feeling bad about myself. &lt;br /&gt;so, wondering how to get out of this weird funk im in, and how to get myself out of still caring for a girl who needs space and time, and who is absolutely amazing. im reminded of it time and time again, and i cant help wanting to be with her. well, anyway, not like i need a relationship now what with graduating, working on graduating, and classes. oh, and my new job, at the phonathon, where i get to hear about how much people hate antioch while i ask them for money!   (one of the things i hate the most is asking people for money) im wondering how many hours i can get in before im fired, quit, or any mixture of the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking for a new job at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/566428635/when-it-rains-it-snows.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, November 27, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/551119191/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/551119191/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Nov 2006 14:52:00 GMT</pubDate><description> &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: #eeeeee" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Advanced Global Personality Test Results&lt;br&gt; &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: #dddddd" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/extraversion.html" target="_blank"&gt;Extraversion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;66%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/stability.html" target="_blank"&gt;Stability&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/orderliness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Orderliness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;46%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/accommodation.html" target="_blank"&gt;Accommodation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/interdependence.html" target="_blank"&gt;Interdependence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/intellectual.html" target="_blank"&gt;Intellectual&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/mystical.html" target="_blank"&gt;Mystical&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/artistic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Artistic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/religious.html" target="_blank"&gt;Religious&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/hedonism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Hedonism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/materialism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Materialism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/narcissism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Narcissism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/adventurousness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Adventurousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/workethic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Work ethic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/selfabsorbed.html" target="_blank"&gt;Self absorbed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/conflictseeking.html" target="_blank"&gt;Conflict seeking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/needtodominate.html" target="_blank"&gt;Need to dominate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: #dddddd" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/romantic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Romantic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/avoidant.html" target="_blank"&gt;Avoidant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/antiauthority.html" target="_blank"&gt;Anti-authority&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/wealth.html" target="_blank"&gt;Wealth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/dependency.html" target="_blank"&gt;Dependency&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/changeaverse.html" target="_blank"&gt;Change averse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/cautiousness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Cautiousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/individuality.html" target="_blank"&gt;Individuality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/sexuality.html" target="_blank"&gt;Sexuality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/peterpancomplex.html" target="_blank"&gt;Peter pan complex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/physicalsecurity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Physical security&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/physicalfitness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Physical Fitness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;57%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/histrionic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Histrionic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/paranoia.html" target="_blank"&gt;Paranoia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/vanity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Vanity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/hypersensitivity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Hypersensitivity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/femalecliche.html" target="_blank"&gt;Female cliche&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/global-adv.html" target="_new"&gt;Take Free Advanced Global Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com" target="_new"&gt;personality tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/551119191/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>chicago</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/542176365/chicago.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/542176365/chicago.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Oct 2006 20:00:57 GMT</pubDate><description>alright alright, somone totally said "dylan post more" so im gonna post something about my time here in the great windy city. now, most of you probably know, i dont particularly like cities. actually, i hate them. i get claustrophobic, and tend to dislike the cement. well, it started off with a nice drive up from ohio with a first year student named calvin, who, despite his complete fashion awkwardness and obsession, is a pretty good guy. so we went through a couple "rough" neighbor hoods on the west side to get to the middle of town to meet my friend catriona, who (gasp) has a boyfriend now, which wouldnt be so surprising if she hadnt, at antioch, pretty much exclusivly seduced girls. but, hey, yay for flexibility. anywho, we are driving through this area, calvin locks his doors, cause hes afraid of the black people, and i slowly watch the surroundings pass by with a jaded eye. we get to live bait, a theater, where catriona is working for the night. once there, i say my goodbyes to calvin, and proceed to wait. it was a pretty good wait, you know, and i got to read most of a book called "attilla's sword." no, it wasnt a gay romance novel-it was historical fiction, a genre i enjooy horrendously, and guiltily, since it often butchers history horrendously. but often it teaches me new things, and i enjoy the perspective of learning about famous battles and events in history throught the lense of a single person point of view. anywhoo, went to teh bar with catriona and her bf, she bought me dinner and a couple of drinks, then we went back to bf's place where i slept on the floor becuase at catrionas place a misunderstanding had made it seem that there was a horde of invading loud annoying women, when really a bunch of people left so we would all be able to fit there. umm, ended up staying there and getting a lot of work done, and then moving to my friend dylans house a block later--oh yeah, this is in the same neighborhood where calvin locked his doors, a great little polish/hispanic neighborhood where most of the signs are in english, polish and spanish. ate a lot of pizza, and since dylan is trying to start a video arcade machine business, played a fair amount of video games, went to a weird hipster bar and was awkward, listening to bad noise techno... bought an amazing leather jacket thats about the same size and is the same make as my grandfathers leather jacket. i look hot in it. went to third coast, and learned about a million things about audio, got to hang out with some of the most famous people in the audio world, and hang out with all the salties...it was nice to see that our radio instructor preffered to hang out with my term and...there was about two nights of dancing for hours, and three nights of party. it was great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, its all over, its saturday night, and im going back to dylans couch, and then to ohio, where im going to do all the homework i didnt do this week. </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/542176365/chicago.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, July 07, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/505768261/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/505768261/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Jul 2006 22:00:51 GMT</pubDate><description>how smart are kittens? &lt;br /&gt;ultra super smart. this one learned to use the catbox in a day. then, after i placed her there, looked at me as if to say, "hey i wont pee on your bed no more" and used the box, which, in my opinion, is a good thing, me not wanting to wake up at five in the morning with cat pee on my blankets again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nacio, your black, furry, and what i need right now.</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/505768261/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>looking back at life</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/503904002/looking-back-at-life.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/503904002/looking-back-at-life.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Jul 2006 23:18:46 GMT</pubDate><description>so today i was looking on myspace, when i found a group of people i've thought of often ,but not really in depth about. i used to work at a camp called Adirondack camp, and i had a lot of really interesting experiences there-its where i started drinking, essentially, its where i lost my virginity, its where i met a lot of really interesting people, its where i got to run around all day and play, essentially, for money. i wonder where all the kids are today who were my campers. i wonder what theyre doing, how they are, and how i affected their lives. i hope they all turned out for the better, but i havent had much contact with any of them for a long time. its almost been four years since i was there. i left on a bad note, too. i told my boss that, well, it was fucked up for him to tell both of his employees that they were the boss of the program, when in fact it was me. i was the one who was being paid more. it was a silly thing to get upset over, but it translated to some real problems, and frankly, it was manipulative and decietful. and i find myself wondering if maybe i shouldnt have said some of those things, simply because i want to go back and work there. i want to go back and teach fencing, and interact with the kids again. and to be honest, while i didnt get along with alot of the counselors as well as i might have, i did enjoy alot of the time i had there.   &lt;br /&gt;in other news...went to gallery hop in columbus last night. wholly shit, there was alot of people there. ive been so isolated for the past couple of monthes i forgot what it was like to be in crowds. im glad it was only for a night. but--i ate a damn good falafal at four in the morning, as well as smoking way too much on the hookah. yes sir, smoking anything makes my face break out, and so i havent for a fairly long time. last night however, i was drunk as all hell and, being drunk, and loving hookahs, decided to smoke one entirely to myself when all my frineds left the bar at three. hah! pansies.  so i stayed and talked to some people there for another hour, mostly about cows, which was fairly weird, in of itself, and i get the feeling i may have been rambling. yes, rambling about cows. any whoo, got to my friends house said goodnight to the birthday girl, and fell asleep on the futon on the floor. a good night was had by all. </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/503904002/looking-back-at-life.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, June 05, 2006</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/493261645/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/493261645/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Jun 2006 06:50:06 GMT</pubDate><description>fuck. too much coffee when shooting film at 11 o clock at night. couldnt sleep. didnt sleep. layed in bed for four hours, got up at 7 and decided to take a shower and to just fuck sleep until im done with class. hooray for 8 o clock breakfasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shower time. </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/493261645/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>sitting in the free internet zone at middlebury college</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/481970909/sitting-in-the-free-internet-zone-at-middlebury-college.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/481970909/sitting-in-the-free-internet-zone-at-middlebury-college.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 May 2006 12:12:53 GMT</pubDate><description>im sitting here listening to dropkick murphys-a little rowdy which is good. working on the whole to do list, which includes fixing the tire for the car, getting the shifting fixed (something about the kickdown line or some shit) and then all sorts of nice things. one week till pick up for mason, then another until i start school again. hooray, for time is weirder and weirder each day.</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/481970909/sitting-in-the-free-internet-zone-at-middlebury-college.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>the boys are back in town</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/477886790/the-boys-are-back-in-town.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/477886790/the-boys-are-back-in-town.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Apr 2006 12:27:25 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;hey just got back to the states a couple days ago. everything is strange and weird and good. need to connect, find my cellphone and figure out where everyone is. or whatever. i might just do that with out the phone. my dads all weird about me using the car to visit friends- something about just using it for work, and to see my mom, but work is when i want to use my bike, and visiting friends when i need to use the car. interesting interesting.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;um, yeah, wearing striped red pants in middlebury. stares, anyone?&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/477886790/the-boys-are-back-in-town.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>beatboxing in an empty expanse of memory.</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/469258085/beatboxing-in-an-empty-expanse-of-memory.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/469258085/beatboxing-in-an-empty-expanse-of-memory.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Apr 2006 21:36:07 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;well, there are a couple of interesting things that happened to me today. for the first part, it was my first time actively particepating in a demonstration with anti american sentiments-abroud. it was interesting becasue in the demonstration-which was a parade of masked university students-masked because in the past who had been recognizable had been dragged into the street and shot.&amp;nbsp; i was pulled into the parade to jump rope, pretend to shoot people (alto&amp;nbsp;gringo racismo¨) and generally assaulted for money. then, i got home, put the ol´parrot on my shoulder ( it gets bored and pulls out its feathers) and proceeded to sit down and eat strong sweets (brownies with&amp;nbsp;a berry sauce) for the sixth day in a row.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;last night was spent in beatbox ecstacy, rerunning the beats over in my head, playing new sounds on impulse, and they worked out-singing jazz and blues lyrics out of the blue, changing slightly a whole range of sounds. it was great. life is good, and its almost time to go back to the states. weird.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/picky_boy/469258085/beatboxing-in-an-empty-expanse-of-memory.html#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>