<?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-6299409</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:39:05.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Thoughts Of The Hopelessly Wandering</title><subtitle type='html'>   "it was once said that all beavers will go to heck because all they do is kill for a living; i have to agree with this although i think squirrels should be first in line, any animal that can watch its friend run out in a road and get flattened and then goes out to check on how he is doing, well squirrels are deceitful little buggers to say the least"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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>107</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-110541819528396065</id><published>2005-01-10T22:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T22:36:35.283-06:00</updated><title type='text'>and then there was 6...erm...5 1/2</title><summary type='text'>I got a new guitar tongiht which on the unofficial count makes 6 guitars counting the metal bass even if it isnt totally done and assembled. its a sonata 6 string which means i have a more reliable 6 string acoustic. i have the old martin but its just had a hard life and needs to be retired to sweet smelling well scented caseland. the metal bass will be underways hopefully soon. i like francie </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110541819528396065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110541819528396065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2005/01/and-then-there-was-6erm5-12.html' title='and then there was 6...erm...5 1/2'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-110480499817591976</id><published>2005-01-03T20:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T20:16:38.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>dancing in a rut</title><summary type='text'>blue oyster cult. im that way right now, im happy and dancing and doing my jig but im going nowhere, looks like i might catch some traction and go work for blue mountin energy or the dallas mornign news since case is dieing. dunno tho its all on the horizon. 99% chance ill be at church this sunday :) 99% im going to talk to the missions comitee and see if there is any way of getting the mission </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110480499817591976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110480499817591976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2005/01/dancing-in-rut.html' title='dancing in a rut'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-110451721541945163</id><published>2005-01-01T00:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T12:22:36.606-06:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new years</title><summary type='text'>yeah nothign to say ill write later but happy 2005</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110451721541945163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110451721541945163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-new-years.html' title='happy new years'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-110447679439199926</id><published>2004-12-31T01:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T01:06:34.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i have this theory that if were told were than thats the only idea well ever have</title><summary type='text'>that boy needs therapy. frontier psychologist is one of the grerat techno songs they plastered on rock stations a mistake of its genre. brents probally muttering something or just got done with it. so im cool hung out with like a billion people today, went and played frisbee golf with stephanie then watched a moview with julie than hung with tiffany. i had plans for tomarrow now tonight but they </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110447679439199926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110447679439199926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-have-this-theory-that-if-were-told.html' title='i have this theory that if were told were than thats the only idea well ever have'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-110420328869761874</id><published>2004-12-27T20:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T21:08:08.696-06:00</updated><title type='text'>candle flame</title><summary type='text'>has anyone ever stared at a candle flame, its kinda important to do i think, to look at it and wonder what really makes it happen and why it is such a powerfull force. i stared at one for 32 minutes tonight, never realized it had been that long. it humbles you but at the same time it gives you a sense of power. i dont know maybe im feeling powerfuless in my life right now, never being able to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110420328869761874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110420328869761874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/12/candle-flame.html' title='candle flame'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-110369050088225527</id><published>2004-12-21T22:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T22:41:40.883-06:00</updated><title type='text'>can you feel what the light doesnt</title><summary type='text'>what is it when you have some events that line up so perfectly that it leaves you udderly paralyzed in a sorrow that you know you shuld be over but you arent. ive had so much going on. ive missed seeing heather and the rest of the sunday night group like mad and its not going to get any better soon. i miss heather. she is a part of my smile thats been missing for almost a month. meghan about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110369050088225527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110369050088225527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/12/can-you-feel-what-light-doesnt.html' title='can you feel what the light doesnt'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-110300186188883297</id><published>2004-12-13T23:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T23:24:21.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'>your slipping away</title><summary type='text'>life is going, no jagged rocks maybe a bump here or there but smooth sailing, still trying to get my papers in for ireland. know ive got to do college stuff. its all good tho</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110300186188883297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110300186188883297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/12/your-slipping-away.html' title='your slipping away'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-110265195108175480</id><published>2004-12-09T22:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T22:12:31.080-06:00</updated><title type='text'>at the nancy household</title><summary type='text'>so im at nancy's :) they be decorating for x n mas n. ive heard this annoying doll thing for the past 30 minutes and i feel like breaking something beautiful, not nancy but find me a unicorn or rainbow, ill snap it in half. the bodner was here too but he left :(. hes a really cool guy. so school is good my mom is really badly sick again. nothing seems to help her any more. i resumed work on the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110265195108175480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110265195108175480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/12/at-nancy-household.html' title='at the nancy household'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-110230695139709831</id><published>2004-12-05T22:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T22:22:31.396-06:00</updated><title type='text'>someday theyre gonna have a day where they give it all back to you</title><summary type='text'>sitting in a state of utmost confusion. a state where someone has suceeded in ruining my friendships my emotions and my sanity because things didnt work out her way. i am split though, because i am overjoyed for the people who proved themselves my friends today, sean my biggest thanks to you bro, you are extraordinary. without my friends god only knows where or what i would be doing right now. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110230695139709831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110230695139709831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/12/someday-theyre-gonna-have-day-where.html' title='someday theyre gonna have a day where they give it all back to you'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-110178883192016148</id><published>2004-11-29T22:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T22:27:11.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'>one millionth bottle of asprin</title><summary type='text'>sometimes im overwhelmed in my head, which is truely weird cause i always crave for something more to do and something more to help with. right now though my plate just seems full, need money, christmas shopping time, drama to end and most of all need not lose any walking. the title of todays blog is also the main title for my knew blog which is 100% adult rated. kiddos this aint something for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110178883192016148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110178883192016148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/11/one-millionth-bottle-of-asprin.html' title='one millionth bottle of asprin'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-110151628500805573</id><published>2004-11-26T18:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T18:44:45.006-06:00</updated><title type='text'>float on the merrypost</title><summary type='text'>merrypost? my new word i guess, im chillin was going to go out with sean and francie tonight but i am letting them go out by themselves at request. dunno what im going to do now really. quite bored. worked alot today which means more money for me. got a neat new knife, course my parents will never find this one :) its barely made of metal. im bored but i already told you that. hope everyone had a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110151628500805573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110151628500805573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/11/float-on-merrypost.html' title='float on the merrypost'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-110144815338499129</id><published>2004-11-25T23:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T23:49:13.383-06:00</updated><title type='text'>hanging around while no-one notices</title><summary type='text'>so im here, turkey day 2004,my senior year, my 8th year in texas. what do i have to show for it, what do i have to be thankful for, on one hand a broken home hidden by lies and deceit, something my friends can never grasp because my parents are always trying out for parents of the year when someones around to look for their mistakes. on the other, i have a plentiful amount of friend, great people</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110144815338499129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110144815338499129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/11/hanging-around-while-no-one-notices.html' title='hanging around while no-one notices'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-110109770781512726</id><published>2004-11-21T22:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T22:28:27.816-06:00</updated><title type='text'>let me lay another upon you</title><summary type='text'>im doing significantly better, alot was cleared up tonight that has been stressing my life lately. missed most of the reception but in the end it was worth it. im in a wierder mood now, im sitting here in my emo shirt with bloodstained pants listening to kenney chesney greatest hits, i know im probally sick. i downloaded it for lara the oher day and decided to try it out. im starting to become a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110109770781512726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110109770781512726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/11/let-me-lay-another-upon-you.html' title='let me lay another upon you'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-110066849983734759</id><published>2004-11-16T23:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T23:14:59.836-06:00</updated><title type='text'>what it meant to be will eventually be a memory</title><summary type='text'>linkin park will either make or break the mood you know, i dont know really whats its doing right now but i guess it might be good. ive been lonely all day, jack holes in welding screwing with me, i get so much respect from so many guys but theres always those potential one or two idiots. they dont affect me as much anymore. went with mr. ryan millard to take firewood up to the brannons for the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110066849983734759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110066849983734759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/11/what-it-meant-to-be-will-eventually-be.html' title='what it meant to be will eventually be a memory'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-110046912390767757</id><published>2004-11-14T15:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T15:52:03.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'>from a new perspective</title><summary type='text'>not to much to blog on, ended up not getting the job at amc, :( wish i did. im sitting here blogging from my newly rearrqanged bedroom, kinda fun, i like it. it was my project of the day, me and my mum. quality bonding and sneezing time. i havew so much floor space i never knew i had with a clean room. you can all come over now and chill. i have alot on room. gonna go my desk is filling up</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110046912390767757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110046912390767757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/11/from-new-perspective.html' title='from a new perspective'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-110015156548253944</id><published>2004-11-10T23:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T23:39:25.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ive been bought out and dont mind it</title><summary type='text'>so yeah i have a sponser because i have serious ability to earn some seriopus cash, $1.50 for click off my site. so click stuff on the google thing, it will be worthwhile to me and you :) the more money chad gets the more stuff he can buy you. ok so im off got to sleep.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110015156548253944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/110015156548253944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/11/ive-been-bought-out-and-dont-mind-it.html' title='ive been bought out and dont mind it'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-110004183238043242</id><published>2004-11-09T17:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T17:10:32.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'>standing here at the intersection of walk and dont walk</title><summary type='text'>so im confuzed in so many aspects but so many things are clear now. i know i never make any sense in the end. im out of it now i got alot of blood taken today at a donation thing at school. i dont know. i think i finally got the me and megan thing sorted out, but at the same time i stil feel bad because the whole thing got started. my walk in god has becaome more and more clear lately, he is </summary><link 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drinking. i swear to drunk im not god occifer. :) pearl jam's song crazy mary. i love it. it makes me happy when im sad. dominic died saturday night, found out monday. his funerals thursday. hung out with lindsey alot lately, its fun and cool. she is greatness. ive been chillin almost every day with sean too, he is my sanity these days he always has that perfect thiung to say to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109945556798237361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109945556798237361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/11/take-bottle-drink-it-down-pass-it.html' title='take the bottle drink it down, pass it around'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-109914644354838931</id><published>2004-10-30T09:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T09:27:23.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>thats melancholy state in your life where you know everything is good but you want more</title><summary type='text'>so really i am doing great. wes and lizzie's wedding is tonight, my guitar is going great and people are really starting to take notice of it, and ive got psome of the best friends in this world. I LOVE YOU SEAN LINDSEY AND FRANCIE. went to see the grudge again for the second time last night. still was nothing special but i went with francie so i could crack off some funny jokes and giggle at her</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109914644354838931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109914644354838931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/10/thats-melancholy-state-in-your-life.html' title='thats melancholy state in your life where you know everything is good but you want more'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-109824113139666059</id><published>2004-10-19T21:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T21:58:51.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SHAYE DROVE MY CAR TONIGHT!!!!</title><summary type='text'>yeah i know catchy title, it all started off with me being lazy and testing her guts and turned into quite a scene but she did it, she proved to me that she drive decently even if it was down a row of a church parking lot, she brakes very smoothly and her turn was perfect. it was awesome. tonight was cool, taught tonight, got to see steven and jennifer ward two of my veteran kids, michelles </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109824113139666059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109824113139666059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/10/shaye-drove-my-car-tonight.html' title='SHAYE DROVE MY CAR TONIGHT!!!!'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-109807339268317754</id><published>2004-10-17T23:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T23:23:12.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my gosh its been way to long</title><summary type='text'>hey im so sorry its taken me this long, im thinking on making a small permanent window on my desktop so i can always update if i need to. tonight was insanelyt wonderful, the whole group was together again, it was like a family reunion. i got to vege out in josh's van with my lovlies michelle and nancy. i had a blast. im doing semi good right now, i had a girlfriend and then she was gone, im </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109807339268317754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109807339268317754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/10/oh-my-gosh-its-been-way-to-long.html' title='oh my gosh its been way to long'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-109632028750322771</id><published>2004-09-27T16:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T16:24:47.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lifes looking up?</title><summary type='text'>hmm recap  friday - football game; hung out with ms. sarah lawson abunch, she is awesome     beyond awesome  saturday - sat around in my boxers and did a whole lot of nothing; band     practice, matt broke my nose  sunday - work; hanging with shaye and eric; work, got fired form hot topicthat was my weekend at least. two fridays ago (the 17th) i got into a fight and got suspended for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109632028750322771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109632028750322771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/09/lifes-looking-up.html' title='lifes looking up?'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-109530667857193970</id><published>2004-09-15T22:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T22:51:18.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>jungle drums</title><summary type='text'>random title. life is going, i know ive been neglecting this thing in a major way, ive been making a dent ion the posts on my xanga though. i dont know much right now. my moms sick, my knee is losing the carttlidge very fast and i get to go have more surgery on it. ive felt left out lately, mainly becvause i wont call anybody and well noone ever calls chad. i guess ive just been asleep alot </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109530667857193970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109530667857193970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/09/jungle-drums.html' title='jungle drums'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-109468345153591115</id><published>2004-09-08T17:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T17:44:19.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>one patato two patato three patato duck</title><summary type='text'>guess its been a while....... im a living spiderweb of confuzilation right now....oi. i need a good ibuprofen. its not all that bad in the endnoones mad at me that i kno of, all friends are cool. getting my electric guitar fixed finally. yeah it should be good, guess im lonely. meh what can you do. im going to bible study tongiht. going to see sam first :) YAYAYAYAYAY i love sam shes the best, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109468345153591115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109468345153591115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/09/one-patato-two-patato-three-patato.html' title='one patato two patato three patato duck'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-109445117437390081</id><published>2004-09-06T01:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T22:46:02.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>take this</title><summary type='text'>What do you really think of me?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109445117437390081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109445117437390081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/09/take-this.html' title='take this'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-109323277431409254</id><published>2004-08-22T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T22:46:14.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ever feel like a raisin bob</title><summary type='text'>ever feel like every time you see the sun that you shrivel up more inside and become somethign less spectacular? well im not feeling exactly that way but itsa pretty near. i dont know my whole friendship group thing is rocky. people are being stupid and taking up smoking. others cant keep their pants on and are going galavanting around. others dont know what no means, or dont understand the idea </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109323277431409254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109323277431409254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/08/ever-feel-like-raisin-bob.html' title='ever feel like a raisin bob'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-109297118411387537</id><published>2004-08-19T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T22:06:24.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a quote to live by?</title><summary type='text'>last night i dreamed i was a butterly, today am i a butterfly dreaming im a man?-Marty Rice</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109297118411387537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109297118411387537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/08/quote-to-live-by.html' title='a quote to live by?'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-109262700470908851</id><published>2004-08-15T22:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T22:30:04.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont get any of this</title><summary type='text'>im going to spaz, i dont know what to do with my life. i have no clue whats goign to happen at the end of the year i only know what i think i know but what i truely do know is i dont know anything. i have misery and anguish running through my veins at full blast, its like at one point it was alright for me to be confused but that was when i was younger and naive to the facts that coming up in 7 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109262700470908851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109262700470908851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-dont-get-any-of-this.html' title='i dont get any of this'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-109236123525445668</id><published>2004-08-12T20:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T20:40:35.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>meh</title><summary type='text'>so today wasnt bad. found out my german teacher was a overall prick who insulted me. it wasnt bad tho. im tired and cold from swimming, still got alot more to do though still at least another 6 weeks so its going to get cold and ill have to break out a dry suit to keep from freezing. my feet are blue and numb. mehehehehe. im going to go for now nothing to report really</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109236123525445668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109236123525445668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/08/meh.html' title='meh'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-109223642867629044</id><published>2004-08-11T09:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T10:00:28.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>graisn of sand run sloly over my face making hwat i thouhgt was pain only seem like a distant tingling</title><summary type='text'>sometimes i feel like ive been tossed in a hole somewhere adn the only thing i ever get from people is whatever trash they dopnt want anymore. im sitting here and i help people that i kno read my blogs and then continue to just treat me like crap. its like they really truely dont care what emotions are running through me. kammah is the only one who has a very clear point of where i am, and a few </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109223642867629044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109223642867629044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/08/graisn-of-sand-run-sloly-over-my-face.html' title='graisn of sand run sloly over my face making hwat i thouhgt was pain only seem like a distant tingling'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-109209014689294278</id><published>2004-08-09T17:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T17:22:26.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>quote of the day</title><summary type='text'>you always do something for a reason so never say sorry becuse then it has become a lie</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109209014689294278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109209014689294278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/08/quote-of-day.html' title='quote of the day'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-109176872160523485</id><published>2004-08-05T23:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T00:05:21.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my what a day</title><summary type='text'>i got to see cameron today, ill have pictures  later. i worked too. im tired night</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109176872160523485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109176872160523485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-what-day.html' title='my what a day'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-109166674370990854</id><published>2004-08-04T19:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T19:46:48.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>buzzzz.........splat</title><summary type='text'>emotional lowright now, almost makes me feel like i could be bipolar but theres great reason, i will diverge some of the knowledge upon ou know. well swimming lessons have me waterlogged, bad has be tired burnt and sunstroken and anybody who i thought seems to have 100 more imprtant things to do than talk to me. im still waiting on a call that i requested 4 days ago. im just feeling alot left out</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109166674370990854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109166674370990854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/08/buzzzzsplat.html' title='buzzzz.........splat'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-109176787731461917</id><published>2004-08-03T14:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T23:51:17.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday Cameron Joseph Matson 8 Lbs 15 ounces.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109176787731461917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109176787731461917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/08/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-109150438408836323</id><published>2004-08-02T22:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T22:39:44.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mydays been a floater</title><summary type='text'>take it hwoever you want to bt my day was impressivly nice in the water, im loving teaching swimming lessons and im loving it. got to spend some time with l;aura tonight, and i have to pick her sister erin up from the mall in about a hour 15. today was good. i am going to be in marching band and the director is gonna work around my schedule.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109150438408836323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109150438408836323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/08/mydays-been-floater.html' title='mydays been a floater'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-109142138177781129</id><published>2004-08-02T13:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T23:36:21.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>does anybody understand the words that are coming out of my mouth?</title><summary type='text'>what is it when we try to help someone that needs help because they can show very little effort in making their life better but whine about it at anytime seen out of context. i dont know why i try with some of you. ive given so much time to so many ofyou, i drive most of you around everywhere fully taking on any taxi abilities and ask for no money in return for gas or the food i "loan" you money </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109142138177781129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109142138177781129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/08/does-anybody-understand-words-that-are.html' title='does anybody understand the words that are coming out of my mouth?'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-109134367752491032</id><published>2004-08-01T01:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T02:01:17.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>shot up with guilt shot down by words</title><summary type='text'>so guess what, im being a bad friend again, and do you know who cares? everyone, all of you think i suck because well levi is mad at me, michelle is mad at me and kammah is mad at me and well all the marcus bad vibes. so you all think i suck and im being neglectful as a friend, thanks alot not like i have a damn life to live. not like i have things i have to do that take priorities over my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109134367752491032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109134367752491032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/08/shot-up-with-guilt-shot-down-by-words.html' title='shot up with guilt shot down by words'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-109130645364985699</id><published>2004-07-31T15:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T02:03:33.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>stepping stones</title><summary type='text'>ever feel like you haver to step in exactly the right places in life or else you will fall into the pond and sink like a hopeless little rock, thats what im doing, but it feels to me like im taking some big risks in stepping on the stones but i know i cant stop on one. you will always be at page one if you never turn the page. i went to the mall with laura erin and ashley last ngiht, saw the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109130645364985699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109130645364985699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/07/stepping-stones.html' title='stepping stones'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-109117021799117255</id><published>2004-07-30T01:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T01:50:17.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>been awhile</title><summary type='text'>been some time, guess ive been busy. been teaching swimming and working at hot topic. rain put me for a swing last ngiht, they shut down a entrance to my neighborhood. my head is swimming and my like isat a unfortunate standstill where my heart and brain have seperated from each other and are runing in any direction they can t stay out of the crossfire. my brian had been trying to rampage, i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109117021799117255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109117021799117255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/07/been-awhile.html' title='been awhile'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-109045792391053605</id><published>2004-07-21T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T19:58:43.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>life in swing</title><summary type='text'>well im going and going and going, music camp is in fullswing, im missing laura, and i have a skull fracture. well so music camp is fun not much tosay therecept im overjoyed shaye gets to help out. lauras in disneyworld and i really miss her being here, scary chance i might have passed mono onto her, did go to the mall with lindsey tongiht. and i found out i have skull fractures, thank you idiot </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109045792391053605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/109045792391053605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/07/life-in-swing.html' title='life in swing'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108947800449162542</id><published>2004-07-10T11:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T11:46:44.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Topic Employment Benefits</title><summary type='text'>Hot Topic Employment Benefitsby the way my first day is thursday from 8-10 am</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108947800449162542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108947800449162542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/07/hot-topic-employment-benefits.html' title='Hot Topic Employment Benefits'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108947069090570934</id><published>2004-07-10T09:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T09:44:50.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures today</title><summary type='text'>no im not going for those ever elusive senior pictures i still need to get done, im taking pictures for 14 days since picturedreflection still hasnt called me. its a mini ampifest at 5:30 tonight. admission is free. well i will catchall on the flip side</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108947069090570934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108947069090570934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/07/pictures-today.html' title='pictures today'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108947059981039470</id><published>2004-07-08T09:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T09:43:19.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>JOBBINESS!</title><summary type='text'>so i now officially have a job at hot topic in grapevine mills. yeah i kno im your new best friend :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108947059981039470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108947059981039470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/07/jobbiness.html' title='JOBBINESS!'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108947053610698719</id><published>2004-07-05T15:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T09:42:16.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pigs On Parade</title><summary type='text'>so todays blog lesson today kids comes to tell you about the lovely expierience i had with the police officers of doom the other day..........Prefacewell for a background history a year ago me and a unmentionable friend were out shooting bb guns and paintball guns, he decided he wanted to go check something out and jumped on the 4 wheeler, as he stared to go he ran over my prized bb gun and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108947053610698719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108947053610698719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/07/pigs-on-parade.html' title='Pigs On Parade'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108804086545830936</id><published>2004-06-23T20:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T20:34:45.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>so life is just sitting here</title><summary type='text'>its terrible, ive had such great weeks lately but i feel like my life keeps getting lower. theyre dragging me to a psychiatrist again, if i get locked up then its goign to be a hell of a summer. me and michelle are fine and doing quite great together im so happy when shes around and i hate to leave her alot. im not going psycho over her though i think ive been like the guest who wont leave at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108804086545830936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108804086545830936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/06/so-life-is-just-sitting-here.html' title='so life is just sitting here'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108743917790028429</id><published>2004-06-16T21:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T21:26:17.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>im back in black</title><summary type='text'>so i finally got my computer fixed, yes for all of those who know it means i moved my butt all of 4 feet and sat in front of the radiation screen for 2 hours. but i got it back. nice to have all of my music back, 12,000 songs. but yeah now i have no good reason to post alot. so my life is going good i had mexico last week, 3 houses in 3 and a half days. me and michelle are superb, we have been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108743917790028429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108743917790028429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/06/im-back-in-black.html' title='im back in black'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108584415331067326</id><published>2004-05-29T10:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T10:33:40.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My outercourse activity is french kissing! Which Sexual Outercourse Act Are You? (with pictures) brought to you by QuizillaYou're GI Joe with the Kung Fu Grip!!  You'restrong, tough, and know how to kick some ass.Don't forget though, no matter how manly youthink you are, you're still just a doll. GodBless America.  What childhood toy from the 80s are you?  brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108584415331067326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108584415331067326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/05/my-outercourse-activity-is-french.html' title=''/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108584390819161265</id><published>2004-05-29T10:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T10:18:28.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>so im guessing i lost yall</title><summary type='text'>well no ones ever decent enough to comment, i know your still coming to my sie because i have a stat tracker. yeah went to the friday thing last night, got morbidly depressed at something i shouldnt have as usual. i need to find happiness one day, better yet i need to grow some things that give you courage and talk to the people i like. eah so the radio thing went awesome minus josh attacking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108584390819161265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108584390819161265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/05/so-im-guessing-i-lost-yall.html' title='so im guessing i lost yall'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108570064725373028</id><published>2004-05-27T18:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T18:30:47.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>so im at Josh's apartment</title><summary type='text'>well im at josh's, its messy and he was naked when we got here but its all good, ok so josh says it isnt messy but it would make laura spasm unconttrollably. so yeah we will perform our pee song in 4 hours or so. its gonna be cool the address to the lsiten page since im not sure it went through the first time is http://radio.utdallas.edu minus the period at the end. so yeah listen and if you dont</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108570064725373028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108570064725373028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/05/so-im-at-joshs-apartment.html' title='so im at Josh&apos;s apartment'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108569001665367014</id><published>2004-05-27T15:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T15:33:36.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hey</title><summary type='text'>schools out, me and shaye are playing live on josh's show tongith between 10 and 12 url to listen is http://radio.utdallas.edu/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108569001665367014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108569001665367014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/05/hey_108569001665367014.html' title='hey'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108543873374946255</id><published>2004-05-24T17:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T17:45:33.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>been a while, sorry guys</title><summary type='text'>so my weekend was fun, i got alot more weekend because i had very little sleep. ampifest was fun, lost my pants to desiganted johnny and a girl got my shirt. :) it was fun, Pictured Reflections rocked friday night. well i gtg i have so much to do and so little time to do it in</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108543873374946255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108543873374946255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/05/been-while-sorry-guys.html' title='been a while, sorry guys'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108491929935632652</id><published>2004-05-18T17:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T17:28:19.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>slow day, ill get everything in oneday</title><summary type='text'>so nothing really new today, ill get the missing material in soon i dont feel like it today. been really lonely 1 out of the two people i use my breath on in flower mound today was gone, she had a deaththreat so she didnt come. lindz was there tho and that was good she made me smile with her wannabe man pants :). im going to work on my other blog for a while, yall need to check it out and all of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108491929935632652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108491929935632652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/05/slow-day-ill-get-everything-in-oneday.html' title='slow day, ill get everything in oneday'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108484663130766527</id><published>2004-05-17T21:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T21:17:11.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>been some time</title><summary type='text'>hey yall sorry for not posting in eons, i have a new lyricblog working, lots better than my old one, catch it at softlyrics.blogspot.com or click the link in my link section. for now im off ill post up some ideas i have for lyrics, if you want a account email me at dominobob3@hotmail.com and ill give you a name so you can post on it too</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108484663130766527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108484663130766527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/05/been-some-time.html' title='been some time'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108373000140407498</id><published>2004-05-04T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T23:11:06.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my days dont hurt, they actually are enjoyable.</title><summary type='text'>first off a big sorry to angel tongith for not responding to her im's, i didnt get them till i was signing off i dunno whats up with aim but its messing with my head. tonight wa great went to laras and hung out then went to shayes, big news there but it has to wait to be publicly announced for all the good reasons :) my day was fine today, 1st period seemed to drag on for forever but between </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108373000140407498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108373000140407498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/05/my-days-dont-hurt-they-actually-are.html' title='my days dont hurt, they actually are enjoyable.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108362637407075321</id><published>2004-05-03T18:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T18:23:41.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>so its all there now</title><summary type='text'>sp yeah thanks to my moms computer almost a month of junk is updated, my computers bit the dust bigtime, its allright though it need a good cleaning, problem is im losing pretty much everything going to a play at school tonight, finished my work table in welding today, it is really a nice table so i will be happy to have it in my garage. i will blog later now that i can on this computer. till we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108362637407075321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108362637407075321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/05/so-its-all-there-now.html' title='so its all there now'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-10836259784060360</id><published>2004-05-01T14:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T18:17:05.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>whole lotta nothing</title><summary type='text'>so i got the whole grounding kicked out thing out of the way last ngith and made it to the friday thing, it was fun. today i just took my car into the shop and got the breaks fixed. mat decided that he was invincipal today, first he called and demanded all of his things back and i told him i didnt have time, so the he shows up on my doorstep and demands them back and i still didnt have time </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/10836259784060360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/10836259784060360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/05/whole-lotta-nothing.html' title='whole lotta nothing'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108362550081651248</id><published>2004-04-26T19:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T18:09:08.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i got sand in my shorts</title><summary type='text'>chorpus christie rocked my socks off on and off yet again. it wasnt as bad as i thought it would be stuck with 7 freshmen, we had a good time i layed down marshall law and they stuck to it for the most part. matt has decided to talk to me again, dunno how long this will last but i will be nice to him as long as he allows. hung out alot with john and hit the beach a whole bunch, did the whole body</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108362550081651248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108362550081651248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-got-sand-in-my-shorts.html' title='i got sand in my shorts'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108362516892384721</id><published>2004-04-22T17:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T18:03:36.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>soon to be waterlogged</title><summary type='text'>well i leave for corpus christie tomarrow, it will be my second and last time there on a band trip, and as its looking it will be my last band trip. i will have a blog monday night</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108362516892384721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108362516892384721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/04/soon-to-be-waterlogged.html' title='soon to be waterlogged'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108362504784504436</id><published>2004-04-18T13:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T18:01:35.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a little life in the world of marcus prom</title><summary type='text'>so last night was prom, wow, god didnt even know i could dance. :) it was fun, rode there with erica and adrian. i guess i kinda neglected erica as my date some and i feel bad about ti but i also didnt want to feel like i was inpending upon here because of tyler and all. tyler hatfield has to either be the worlds best or the worlds worst dancer i havent been able to conclude upon it yet. sunday </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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flaoting, i know nasty right? you didnt have to live through it, i wen tinto shock so quickly and passed out they had to drag me through dale jackson. yeah i cant talk long. im taking erica to prom, cant remember if i stated that but yeah i get to go. im happy and erica is a wonderfull </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108208728853143444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108208728853143444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/04/so-it-got-worse.html' title='so it got worse'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108198471636611481</id><published>2004-04-14T18:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T18:22:33.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my week cant get worse</title><summary type='text'>so im no longer alowed anywhere near matt or lauren, dont really mind this. broke my tooth in band it sucked. i dunoo you all. ive had a mellow day just looking at the fact that i no longer have any friends in flower mound. now i really need to transfer to marcus. i wanted to go to zepps house today but she was babysitting. i had a big urge to i dont know why im never urghed to anyones house </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108198471636611481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108198471636611481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/04/my-week-cant-get-worse.html' title='my week cant get worse'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108191535143886955</id><published>2004-04-13T22:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T23:06:27.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont know what to say i just know alots changing and god knows if its for the better</title><summary type='text'>does it ever seem to anyone that my life really aint going so well? its starting to becaome apparent to me because even my once best friend lied straight to my face and set me up like a yellow bellied coward. so tonight was the final straw between me and matt, he lied to me and set me up, i was having a great conversation with him then lauren popped out of the closet and started yelling at me. he</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108191535143886955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108191535143886955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-dont-know-what-to-say-i-just-know.html' title='i dont know what to say i just know alots changing and god knows if its for the better'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108182911357885556</id><published>2004-04-12T22:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T23:09:08.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>long days have good night sleep right?</title><summary type='text'>so todays been really long but really fun. i woke up 9:15ish and had nothing to do so i took a shower put on my new apparrel and fun clothes. i went job hunting at so many places chances are if they are in business hireing or not i have applied. after i was done i took a friend to the mall and she met up wth some guy friend she knew. i went looking for more jobs. upon failure of anything </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108182911357885556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108182911357885556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/04/long-days-have-good-night-sleep-right.html' title='long days have good night sleep right?'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108183004282043938</id><published>2004-04-11T23:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T23:24:37.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>thank god for easter sundays to make such great days</title><summary type='text'>so todays easter, big woop being my family doesnt celebrate easter. worked 3 services atr church this mornign hopefully that will help me pay off some of the 900$ loan im using right now because my parentys are stupid. did go to scarborough fair today, it was so awesome. hung around and went to only like 1/3rd of the fair in 5 hours. we are going back nexat saturday, if you wish to venture email </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108183004282043938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108183004282043938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/04/thank-god-for-easter-sundays-to-make.html' title='thank god for easter sundays to make such great days'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108146436481099328</id><published>2004-04-08T17:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T17:49:53.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>raffle for the newest welding project</title><summary type='text'>well its now on, leave your name in a comment or email me at mailto:dominobob3@hotmail.com if you want to be entered into the drawing for my newest welding project, if ytou dont know what it is thats more the reson to enter so you can see what it is. im sorry to angel im not shipping this bugger so still enter but in the chance you win youre driving her to get it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108146436481099328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108146436481099328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/04/raffle-for-newest-welding-project.html' title='raffle for the newest welding project'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108139535327751861</id><published>2004-04-07T22:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T17:46:09.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>why does someone hate me as so much as to ruin my perfectly good day</title><summary type='text'>so today was fine, no car problems, got very far in my welding right, i know i told you that, went to see walking tall with the rock, great movie go see it. me and my parents tangoed a little, the car accident doesnt help any situation well i have to go now</summary><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>so today went surprisingly well. other than the fact that my car battery died. had a concert tonight, matt couldnt make it but we still sucked. i hope we get better by next week, and the end of the month. i went over to shaye tongiht brought over sonic. it was fun im such a pig. after that we went frivng and although i took the new shortcut up to lake highlands road the rae showed me expefting to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108130682677747045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108130682677747045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/04/its-nights-like-tonight-thaty-wish.html' title='its nights like tonight thaty wish would happen all of the time'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108122194296273065</id><published>2004-04-05T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T22:29:27.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>news, news, new news is new news to me and you</title><summary type='text'>so me and anna have broken up. i dunno. melancholy idiot. back to the lonely little artist. so ill find stuff looking up someday till then im sitting here doing nothing. at least i have a car now, sitting at home and being miserably single sucked. i get to go and bug shaye now! well bye for now</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108122194296273065'/><link rel='self' 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confuzed because i am. got into a accident last night and today, my tire blew out last ngith and today i got into a accident with a motorcycle.   i was on old orchard slowing down to the stop sign at college and i made</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108111031618317910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108111031618317910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/04/o-god-how-can-48-hours-go-nuts.html' title='o god how can 48 hours go nuts'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108110952931012904</id><published>2004-03-30T21:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T15:15:52.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>so todays my birthday</title><summary type='text'>well its been one hell of a birthday im already dreading the next one. i got my new stereo installed, i did my speakers yesterday and sunday. so this mornign i got hassled and got shit from ther dmv. me and anna didnt do anything because she wasnt feeling well :(. me and matt hung around frys though, he left me for lauren which made me feel like crap so i went and hung out with shaye, she wasnt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108110952931012904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108110952931012904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/03/so-todays-my-birthday.html' title='so todays my birthday'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108110907128779524</id><published>2004-03-28T23:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T15:33:17.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>blogged without blogging</title><summary type='text'>the day wasnt bad, chilled around with shaye and josh, anna wasnt there. i really didnt do much</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108110907128779524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108110907128779524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/03/blogged-without-blogging.html' title='blogged without blogging'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108041551230921376</id><published>2004-03-27T13:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T13:28:44.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'>oi</title><summary type='text'>so yeah im just screwed stuff up with anna. im sorry anna i dont mean to be a ass. please forgive me. i have a tendancy to be selfish and i know that. today just isnt my day. sorry anna i love you i really do ill just talk to you tomarrow. everything will be better. i love you</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108041551230921376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108041551230921376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/03/oi.html' title='oi'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-10804140691820790</id><published>2004-03-27T12:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T13:31:22.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'>so low</title><summary type='text'>im sorry to all but im just going to flow write on this one to clear up my mind. i feel like shit right now. we were at erics house partying last night and i had to take a minion of people home last night and this one girl took 45 minutes to drive home and i missed curfew and my mom got mad as a mother fucker and grounded me from everything she could so i couldnt take erica to the sat's this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/10804140691820790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/10804140691820790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/03/so-low.html' title='so low'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-107983983001368662</id><published>2004-03-20T21:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T21:33:52.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'>floating......floating.....*pop*</title><summary type='text'>so god ive been floating by this spring break. yeah i had mucho intensive labor and yes i feel like crap because i havent been abled to do much with anna because ive been dead exhausted but i just realized as i finally came back to life that i have passed away spring break being a asds to everyone. im sorry to you all. anna i love you so much im sorry ive been a sucky boyfriend. to those of my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107983983001368662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107983983001368662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/03/floatingfloatingpop.html' title='floating......floating.....*pop*'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-107932253581753897</id><published>2004-03-14T21:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T21:52:10.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'>comment fighting</title><summary type='text'>the lot of you stop it. i lover anna. caroline its allright erica is a friend. geesh erica was commenting on a thing that happened last friday and has blown over so were all going to stop it.  i made comments to talk about my problems. the only time i really ever try to think about myself unless im about to fall over the edge. if you want to cat fight ill make a area where you can. yeesh. i love </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107932253581753897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107932253581753897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/03/comment-fighting.html' title='comment fighting'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-107872080504361820</id><published>2004-03-07T22:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T22:43:09.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'>its the people you love that bring out the traits that everyone sees</title><summary type='text'>i ove you anna. tonight (sunday night) was fun! she pointed something out though, lonely little artist doesnt fit me much in my persona anymore. i wish i could change it to happy, content and in love little artist. :). so yeah not much to say. his royal pain in the ass got home today, all he could do was critisize me for who i am as normal. i cant wait till he leaves again and i get to see anna</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107872080504361820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107872080504361820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/03/its-people-you-love-that-bring-out.html' title='its the people you love that bring out the traits that everyone sees'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-108110962867293067</id><published>2004-03-01T22:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T15:17:31.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>well its becaome a simple week</title><summary type='text'>so nothing new to report on, its fun being 17?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108110962867293067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/108110962867293067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/03/well-its-becaome-simple-week.html' title='well its becaome a simple week'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-107808370584227107</id><published>2004-02-29T13:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T13:44:40.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'>evil villian</title><summary type='text'>What Type of Villain are You?mutedfaith.com.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107808370584227107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107808370584227107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/02/evil-villian.html' title='evil villian'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-107801215179032370</id><published>2004-02-28T17:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T17:52:05.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'>floating through life on a cloud of happiness, now wait till i get poked by a anntenna on the impire state building</title><summary type='text'>so wow two marvalous days have made me wanna brag in here, so last night was off but greatness. yesterday did seem great when matt kicked me in the knee hard enough it broke his brothers cell phone, but anna pushed me around the mall in a wheel chair. after everyoner broke up me matt and anna went at sat in matts car and listened to music, now fun thing was anna just layed on top of me which was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107801215179032370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107801215179032370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/02/floating-through-life-on-cloud-of.html' title='floating through life on a cloud of happiness, now wait till i get poked by a anntenna on the impire state building'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-107776868748835980</id><published>2004-02-25T22:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T22:14:17.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'>well today wasnt a total bust, not in the least</title><summary type='text'>so today was quite good, sorry i havent wrote much. got my liscense today, anna had on shoes that made her my height and i finished my bass platform in welding. soi the liscense thing wasnt bad just a hour long lecture form my dad over how ot to abuse it or it would get taken away. anna had on the best shoes today and she looked so beautful. the height thing where i didnt have to pick her up to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107776868748835980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107776868748835980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/02/well-today-wasnt-total-bust-not-in.html' title='well today wasnt a total bust, not in the least'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-107740484165242632</id><published>2004-02-21T16:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T17:10:05.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'>been a while</title><summary type='text'>so yeah its been awhile, bet you thought i had died, sometimes ecspecially now i wish i had. what is it with people, nomatter what they say about how much you are their friend they can always leave you on the side of the road to go see a girl. so matt didnt leave me on the side of the road but he did cancell our plans that we have had for like 3 days now on a spur of the moment phone callfrom </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107740484165242632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107740484165242632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/02/been-while.html' title='been a while'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-107673812075425373</id><published>2004-02-13T23:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T23:57:53.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>to many more nights like this and i might have to have plastic surgery to remove the smile burnt into my face :)</title><summary type='text'>wow, tonight was greatness, absolutely pure, dont try this at work greatness. it all started this morning when matt walkewd into the band hall and said anna was looking for me, well i could go because the bell rang, so band went and i broke out my bass and jammed till anna showed up. we hung out by the band hall till the bell rang. so we did the normal walking thing. so in welding i finished </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107673812075425373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107673812075425373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/02/to-many-more-nights-like-this-and-i.html' title='to many more nights like this and i might have to have plastic surgery to remove the smile burnt into my face :)'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-107656089929804581</id><published>2004-02-11T22:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T22:44:09.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY ONE MONTH ANNA!</title><summary type='text'>oooooooh as angel put it GIDDINESS, no wait wait wait UBER FRUCKE GIDDINESS! so so so happy. o wow edwin mccain's i'll be your crying shoulder just came on.Tell me that we belong togetherDress it up with the trappings of loveI'll be captivated I'll hang from your lipsInstead of the gallows of heartache, that hang from aboveso yeah todays one month and i had a surprisdingly good night and a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107656089929804581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107656089929804581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/02/happy-one-month-anna.html' title='HAPPY ONE MONTH ANNA!'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-107647418560530592</id><published>2004-02-10T22:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T22:38:54.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>cloud nine? screw that im happier than that......im....im....im GIDDY WITH HAPPINESS</title><summary type='text'>wow, for two days of sadness tonight kicked major ass. so anna hasnt been going to school because shes felt bad, yeah i missed her. but i came over tongiht and stole her away and she came to tuesday ngihts with me. god i missed her so much and what does she do to rocket me to the moon, she puts her head on my chest while we were driving. i cant describe my little schoolgirl giglle any other way </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107647418560530592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107647418560530592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/02/cloud-nine-screw-that-im-happier-than.html' title='cloud nine? screw that im happier than that......im....im....im GIDDY WITH HAPPINESS'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-107629859378148557</id><published>2004-02-08T21:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T21:52:19.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i guess this will be the weekly check in.</title><summary type='text'>so the week wasnt so bad. everything was good i guess. friday we went to see alice in wondferland that was fun. left because my eyes started shooting blood out of them again. i did get broadband internet so it is gonna be interesting now. saturday i had wintergaurd to help with. i lost my wallet turned out to be in matts pocket, which made me wonder if my wallet was in matts pocket where was his </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107629859378148557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107629859378148557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-guess-this-will-be-weekly-check-in.html' title='i guess this will be the weekly check in.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-107577729332744864</id><published>2004-02-02T20:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T21:03:51.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'>that was fun, its actually not suicidal at the library</title><summary type='text'>well onight i payed a visit to the town library, not a bad dig at all. went there with ms. erica. after running around like a idiot i started to think, i know horror story and i never even warned you. but no i started thinking about anna, and i know that if she truely loves me shes trusts what i have said to her. and in doing this and running a bagizillion different things through my head to buy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107577729332744864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107577729332744864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/02/that-was-fun-its-actually-not-suicidal.html' title='that was fun, its actually not suicidal at the library'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-107576423291654512</id><published>2004-02-02T17:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T17:26:10.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>errrrrrrrrrrg!</title><summary type='text'>so lies fly again about me and im not going to put up with them. my relationship with anna will not be shattered by lauren or any of the other people that have been lieing about me. first off anna says that all fo the pictures i have drawn for her were fake because i suppovly gave copies that i got off the internewt to lauren, BULL SHIT! i have copied one picture in the past probally 4 years and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107576423291654512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107576423291654512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/02/errrrrrrrrrrg.html' title='errrrrrrrrrrg!'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-107569761759641330</id><published>2004-02-01T22:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T22:55:54.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'>wow that was a helll of a night</title><summary type='text'>so well um where to start, last night shayes mom didnt come home, long story short cops were called, she showed up abouyt 4 in the morning. shaye didnt go to work. after work went to shayes ate pizza with shaye and laura. craig, shayes father came home kicked me and laura out. um tonight went back to church watched first half or so of the super bowl. i will say i rooted for the patriots. half </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107569761759641330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107569761759641330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/02/wow-that-was-helll-of-night.html' title='wow that was a helll of a night'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-107553008377020146</id><published>2004-01-31T00:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T00:23:37.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>just not enough words to say what im feeling</title><summary type='text'>so its been a while eh? well since i cant rememeber the last time i wrote.monday: went to annas house :)tuesday: worked, it was all fun and good.wednesday: did absolutely nothingthursday: went to joshs radio show with claire, it was alot of funfriday: well, alot. welding barbeque, went to the mall with anna matt and lauren, went back to annas house and watched beavis and butthead do america,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107553008377020146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107553008377020146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/01/just-not-enough-words-to-say-what-im.html' title='just not enough words to say what im feeling'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-107517715295948197</id><published>2004-01-26T21:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T22:21:21.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>oh two wonderful evenings and i couldnt be happier</title><summary type='text'>so last night was awesome and tonight was even better. last nigt i got to see anna and hang out with the crew and tonight i got to go over to annas house and spend time with her. i love her so so so so so so much. we just went through her life. got to see all the embarrising childhood photos. got alot o blackmail ones. ooh and i just worked out a exchange im giving the origional of one for all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107517715295948197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107517715295948197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/01/oh-two-wonderful-evenings-and-i.html' title='oh two wonderful evenings and i couldnt be happier'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-107503864605275414</id><published>2004-01-25T01:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T07:52:52.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LOTR3 seems longer everytime</title><summary type='text'>did the wintergaurd escort/loading crew thingamagiger today, got lots of pictures thanks to kelley schimmel. it was long and exhausted me. nothing with anna still so me and ms erica who boyfriend also was nowhere to be found went to the mall and then saw LOTR3. at the mall i did some shopping got a metallica skull mug for like a buck fifteen. got some clear (transparent) playing cards, theyre fun</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107503864605275414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107503864605275414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/01/lotr3-seems-longer-everytime.html' title='LOTR3 seems longer everytime'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-107503835381879605</id><published>2004-01-23T23:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T07:48:00.043-06:00</updated><title type='text'>exhausted and gonna fall asleep</title><summary type='text'>so i did the friday thing tonight, it was a whole bunch of funness. um we watched a weird transvestite movie at everetts house and went out to the park and it just turned into a wrestling brawl. mostly the only person i fought was erica, she is amazingly strong. she says she won 2 and i won 1 but it was just the oppisite ;) wish i could have done something tonight with anna but it was that family</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107503835381879605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107503835381879605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/01/exhausted-and-gonna-fall-asleep.html' title='exhausted and gonna fall asleep'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-107482447365552906</id><published>2004-01-22T22:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T20:23:16.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So life is satisfying, do i need anything more</title><summary type='text'>god i do not know how to say how much my life doesnt suck. had a relatively easy day, did absofrickenlutley nothing really, cut my hand up in welding, it was quite painfull. played basketball with neighbors which i havent done sine i was like 12. sunset was great again tonight although i didnt take a picture of it :( right now im just working on matts camera that got broken, its a nice old one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107482447365552906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107482447365552906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/01/so-life-is-satisfying-do-i-need.html' title='So life is satisfying, do i need anything more'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-107472433140558358</id><published>2004-01-21T16:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T16:34:12.763-06:00</updated><title type='text'>so that feeling , that one you call love, i hope i never lose it</title><summary type='text'>that title is actually a movie quote from a movie called dark 6. it is about what i am about right now. i love anna. spent alot of just together time in the halls today. i didnt want to let her go. its funny she has to standon her tip toes to put her neck on my shoulder i told her we were a less illproportionated version of shaye and everett.its amazing how after a bad morning you can see the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107472433140558358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107472433140558358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/01/so-that-feeling-that-one-you-call-love.html' title='so that feeling , that one you call love, i hope i never lose it'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-107465158327141449</id><published>2004-01-20T20:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T22:18:44.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'>it really that bad when the sunset reminds you of the person you love?</title><summary type='text'>so today was um well lets see long and its not over yet. does anybody even have to wonder what my title means. if you sawe the sunset tonight you would also know what i meant. it was miraculous and it made me think of anna. so today i did nothing, i did get to spend alot of time this morning, 15 minutes seemed so nice i really wish i could spend more time with her. the image is below. have a good</summary><link rel='edit' 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believe that you love me more.</title><summary type='text'>well the titles my little tribute to ann. its the honest to god truth. so tonight was different. talk with angela abunch, talked to beth and of course i talked to anna but not much :(. heh heh with the period there it makes the happy face look like he has a pimple. so i havent done much today. spraypainted two hearts on paper one was my draft it looks better so anna gets it. ill take the lesser </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107456832066656168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107456832066656168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/01/its-impossible-to-say-i-love-you-as.html' title='Its impossible to say i love you as many times as i feel its impossible even more to believe that you love me more.'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-107455237678570788</id><published>2004-01-19T16:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T16:48:15.090-06:00</updated><title type='text'>whoa the floors dancing at me mommy</title><summary type='text'>so ive done nothing all day. pretty much i designed a new spray drawing nothig fancy but the effect looks awesome, if i remember to ill scan it and have a picture ready to send off to anyone who may want one. right now im back here on the puter clearing out my nostrils because on the picture i did for anna i used a heavy accrillic gloss clearcoat, imagine the smell of flaming poo multiplied by </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107455237678570788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107455237678570788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/01/whoa-floors-dancing-at-me-mommy.html' title='whoa the floors dancing at me mommy'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-107452791808821164</id><published>2004-01-19T09:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T10:00:35.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SUN OMFG ITS SUN!</title><summary type='text'>heh heh i like my title, i woke up to a very bright ray of sun in my eyes abotu 7 oclock this morning. um nothing here, had a little of a weird night last night after i posted, me and anna started talking and i found otu alot about her, and i understand everything she said. i guess she just kinda hurt me a little bit when she asked me  now that i know who she is will i abandone her like everybody</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107452791808821164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107452791808821164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/01/sun-omfg-its-sun.html' title='SUN OMFG ITS SUN!'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6299409.post-107448804890820686</id><published>2004-01-18T22:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T22:56:06.090-06:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday bloody sunday, well maybe there was no blood but its playing on my computer right now</title><summary type='text'>so today was really good, went to work with shaye, dropped her ff afterwards and went to stonebriar with levi so he could get a leather trenchcoat. i picked up fome fingerless gloves while i was there :). its funny through the mall and wallmart we looked like thugs about to take someone out. so yeah went and taught first graders tonight, they can be fun at some points but the other times in life </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107448804890820686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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obstruct friendships. and she painted her room with her mom, dunno what color yet. i ended up going to the mall with shaye ev levi erika claire tyler ryan and sally. got lost i found the way, they went shopping and said rude comments to me so i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107440465986917023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6299409/posts/default/107440465986917023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelylittleartist.blogspot.com/2004/01/another-day-another-story-to-add.html' title='another day another story to add'/><author><name>Chad</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16136411490939973826</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></entry></feed>
