<?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-7253315</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:52:34.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Darkness Lies Within</title><subtitle type='html'>My ranting blog. See what crap I have to put up with in my life. Enjoy cuz if you don't...::shakes fist::</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-114214627586239919</id><published>2006-03-11T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T23:51:15.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The best promise is the one un kept!</title><content type='html'>Wow almost a year since the promises and yet they are still delayed. Even though these people now have the things they owe me they continue making up excuses to not give them. A couple even try to call me pushy. Yeah, giving you over 7 months sure is pushy of me! Why can't they just say they won't give me that which they promise? I don't know. Must be a fun game to fuck with me and make me think I'm getting something that I'm not ever going to actually get. One so called friend has even pushed it to near a year and insists I will actually get it. Do people honestly think I am stupid enough to believe them at that point? Just fess up that you aren't going to give me it and I'll be a lot less pissed off then if you try this game with me. And then to call me pushy when I've given you so long...Yeah I'm clearly a pushy ass hole. I should give everyone an infinite amount of time to give me what I'm owed and never say a word. I'm sure even if they die I'll get it right? For now on I'm trapping these people in a cage and promising to let them go sometime. We'll see when but I'm SURE it'll be sometime right? They just need to be less impatient after 2 years of being caged silly humans. &lt;strong&gt;I have a cage with your name on it oh people who give false promises. I promise I'll let you out. I promise.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-114214627586239919?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/114214627586239919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=114214627586239919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/114214627586239919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/114214627586239919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2006/03/best-promise-is-one-un-kept.html' title='The best promise is the one un kept!'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-113807064363931138</id><published>2006-01-23T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T04:32:06.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh no I have 3.999 GPA my life is over!</title><content type='html'>I am so tired of Mr. and Ms. Perfect bitching about their .001 GPA point off. I tried my best in High School and I got a 2.5GPA and I got into the collage I want so shut the hell up! Your High School GPA doesn't matter in life anyways. It's your Collage GPA that matters idiots! And once you get your degree that doesn't carry as much weight either. Parents who force their kids to get a 4.0GPA and punish them for a *gasp!* 3.999GPA! Yeah that's helping your child. Ruin their social and mental just for a perfect High School GPA that won't even matter after they get into Collage. Heaven forbid you tell anyone that though! They might get mad as that stick up their ass shifts from your argument. If these children were smart they'd pay back their parents when they grow up by not giving them a piece of the rich life they worked so hard for. "But Noved these parents are the people who helped these people get far in life!" Destroying their emotional life and making them seem like stuck up pricks was such a great parental responsibility. It's not like anyone likes these people for anything but their riches anyways. If they ever go broke no one is going to listen to their bitching and moaning. If I run into them I'm going to shove a stick way up their ass and through their head. They won't catch the irony but that's ok because I will. &lt;strong&gt;Want that stick up your ass to become a physical manifestation? Just rub your GPA in my face one more time and I'll be more then happy to comply.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: Since you people love examples here's an exact convo I had with a yahoo person about it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snob (1/23/2006 7:22:29 PM): its not fair i study like hell for my finals and u have no homework&lt;br /&gt;me (1/23/2006 7:22:48 PM): finals are all the way in may and were all the way back in Augest&lt;br /&gt;snob (1/23/2006 7:23:02 PM): i know it s not fair &lt;br /&gt;me (1/23/2006 7:23:04 PM): *December&lt;br /&gt;me (1/23/2006 7:23:08 PM): somehow its not fair...&lt;br /&gt;snob (1/23/2006 7:23:34 PM): its not fair because i dont want to fail (( &lt;em&gt;*editors note: crying face*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snob (1/23/2006 7:23:37 PM): and im goin to &lt;br /&gt;me (1/23/2006 7:23:48 PM): Just like I thought I would last semester&lt;br /&gt;me (1/23/2006 7:23:57 PM): yet amazingly I didn't...&lt;br /&gt;snob (1/23/2006 7:24:32 PM): i cant play the 15 major scales from memory&lt;br /&gt;me (1/23/2006 7:24:38 PM): I can't either &lt;em&gt;*editors note: Actually I can on flute I just don't care enough to do it regularly (reason given in next sentence)*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me (1/23/2006 7:24:41 PM): scales blow hard&lt;br /&gt;snob (1/23/2006 7:24:45 PM): but thats my final and im going to FAIL IT &lt;br /&gt;snob (1/23/2006 7:24:50 PM): and my GPA will be RUINED FOR EVER&lt;br /&gt;me (1/23/2006 7:24:59 PM): .......&lt;br /&gt;snob (1/23/2006 7:25:05 PM): im not kidding &lt;br /&gt;snob (1/23/2006 7:25:10 PM): itll lower my cumulative gpa &lt;em&gt;*editors note: because I am clearly too stupid to know that being in collage and all...*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me (1/23/2006 7:25:35 PM): And I'll knash my teeth at my 2.some GPA as people bitch about not getting a perfect 4.0&lt;br /&gt;snob (1/23/2006 7:26:04 PM): i have a 3.999 &lt;em&gt;*editors note: Oh dear god not .001 off!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snob (1/23/2006 7:26:13 PM): because of one a minus which is LAME&lt;br /&gt;me (1/23/2006 7:26:41 PM): ya and so is bitching about a NEAR perfect GPA&lt;br /&gt;snob (1/23/2006 7:26:59 PM): fine w/e &lt;em&gt;*editors note: ouch look at that burn...right...*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me (1/23/2006 7:27:19 PM): Well how do you think us people who try as hard as we can and get 2.5 GPAs feel&lt;br /&gt;me (1/23/2006 7:27:28 PM): specialy when the other person is .001 off&lt;br /&gt;snob (1/23/2006 7:29:21 PM): fine w/e it doesnt matter &lt;em&gt;*editors note: I love how only her life matters don't you? Heaven forbid she feel for those less GPA godly then then herself.*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snob (1/23/2006 7:29:32 PM): im going to stop bitching and start studying again later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love how she's the one who get's pissed off about it eh? No stick up the ass there we sware!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-113807064363931138?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/113807064363931138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=113807064363931138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/113807064363931138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/113807064363931138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2006/01/oh-no-i-have-3999-gpa-my-life-is-over.html' title='Oh no I have 3.999 GPA my life is over!'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-113780165057681399</id><published>2006-01-20T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T17:00:50.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Blogs link! What a concept!</title><content type='html'>I am so sick of giving out the URLs of each and every one of my blogs. I linked up my blogs for a reason; so that you can go from one to the next easily and read them all in one sitting. Stop asking me for the urls for them if you already know one of them. I just fixed Blogger so that it too now links so go look at them right now! I made 4 blogs for a reason: to separate the good, bad, sad, and ugly. This way people know what each blog will be about and what tone it will be in so they can choose which blogs they will look at regularly and which they don't care for. If you ask me for the URL of a blog and you already know one I'm not sending you it. I don't need people who can't click a link looking at my blogs. Don't worry I will send you a complementary gift of Aztec warriors for trying out my blogs. &lt;strong&gt;Don't like the linking method? Don't bug me about it unless you like your heart being used for part of the massive Aztec Armageddon summoning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-113780165057681399?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/113780165057681399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=113780165057681399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/113780165057681399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/113780165057681399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-blogs-link-what-concept.html' title='My Blogs link! What a concept!'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-113625174563309544</id><published>2006-01-02T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T18:29:05.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not your opinion creator!</title><content type='html'>More and more people these days try to get me to give them the opinion they should have about something. I don't know what you should think about something and I don't care either. Here's one of my favorite examples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person: *states thing that may or may not be cool*&lt;br /&gt;Me: cool?&lt;br /&gt;Person: idk...if you want it to be&lt;br /&gt;Me: I was asking you if it was&lt;br /&gt;Person: i d k...im lost&lt;br /&gt;Me: how are you lost!? is it cool or not!?&lt;br /&gt;Person:i d k&lt;br /&gt;Me: fuck you&lt;br /&gt;Person: lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through this you get the combination of an idiot who can't form their own opinion, can't follow a conversation, and thinks everything is funny. That's 3 rants (including this one) combined. Does this deserve some kind of bonus combo punishment? I'd say give them an opinion like kill their parents and then themselves and their little dog too but they wouldn't be able to follow that for 2 seconds straight before getting lost. I guess the only thing we can do is send them into a park in the middle of a city where they'll get lost and not be able to find their way back to civilization and die. In case they do make it out we can force the opinion that they went the wrong way and have them go back into the park. They'll think it's funny so don't feel too bad about them. &lt;strong&gt;If the above example describes you then come on down to Park Survivor where the winner gets $1,000,000,000 with no government tax rip off the earnings. (Don't worry I won't go bankrupt anytime soon with these types of people).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-113625174563309544?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/113625174563309544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=113625174563309544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/113625174563309544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/113625174563309544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-not-your-opinion-creator.html' title='I am not your opinion creator!'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-113593415914378723</id><published>2005-12-30T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T02:15:59.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams are not the doorway to understanding your life</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that people waste their time writing bogus books about what dreams indicate about your life. I even more so can't believe that people buy into this. The saddest part is that if you compare books the "signs" can mean entirely different things. Dreams are your minds way of relaxing and maybe revealing your true feelings about someone. But don't read to much into it. I had a dream that a friend who I ended our friendship with this year completely ignored me when she passed me in the classroom the dream was based around (this reflected my life pretty well actually) but the very next night I had a dream we were in an intimate relationship. I don't have feelings for her, I'll probably never see her again, and I really don't care. The next person who "finds their purpose" through a dream is going to find that fulfilling a so called purpose is going to get to enjoy the best longest sleep ever in death (it is eternal rest after all is it not?).  &lt;strong&gt;Want me to put you too sleep? Just tell me what prophecies your dream has revealed and I'll be more then happy too do so.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-113593415914378723?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/113593415914378723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=113593415914378723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/113593415914378723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/113593415914378723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/12/dreams-are-not-doorway-to.html' title='Dreams are not the doorway to understanding your life'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-113359866434561705</id><published>2005-12-03T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T01:31:04.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Want to make a plan? How about sticking too it.</title><content type='html'>I love people who take up lots of my time, resources, and energy to make a plan for us to do something and then when it hits they cancel it right up front or, my favorite, become impossible to get a hold of until it's too late. Too hard to give me a quick call or send me a quick email stating that you aren't available. Too busy to grab a phone and give me a 5 second message stating that you can't make it. I know it takes up TONS of time but a little consideration is always appreciated. How about I go and plan something that you really want to do and get you all hyped up about it, promise to pay for it and everything and get you all antsy and unable to sleep the night before. Then I'll casually forget and go about my day with my cell phone off letting you go from your emotional high to your emotional low in a second while I do my own fun things, maybe even do what we planned with friends who have consideration (with them paying of course but still...) and have a super fun time. What comes around goes around right? Well with me it sure is! &lt;strong&gt;Want to go somewhere fun and/or exciting with me? Then keep me up to date or you can sit around crying about "what could have been".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-113359866434561705?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/113359866434561705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=113359866434561705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/113359866434561705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/113359866434561705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/12/want-to-make-plan-how-about-sticking.html' title='Want to make a plan? How about sticking too it.'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-113237536865701437</id><published>2005-11-18T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T21:42:48.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my gosh! The person I like is ONE WHOLE YEAR older then me!!!</title><content type='html'>What is up with this new age requirement for dating? I had a girlfriend who was four entire years younger then me and nobody had a problem with it. Most people said we made a cute couple and expected us to be wed after we both graduated. Now it's "an unwritten rule" that you have to date within your same grade group. Why? What's the big deal about dating someone who is a little older or a little younger then you. I can understand huge age difference of like 10 years or more but come on! Until long distance made me and my ex break up we had a great relationship and everything was swell. Now people think it's gross and weird if you date some person who wasn't born in the same year as you. Love has no rules and doesn't plan to start following any "unwritten" ones you idiots make up. I say it's time to revive the mummies and make these idiots fall deeply in love with them and then have the mummies rip out their hearts to sacrifice for Ra. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Those who break love's sacred laws shall become the sacrifices needed by Ra to make the New Kingdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-113237536865701437?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/113237536865701437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=113237536865701437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/113237536865701437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/113237536865701437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/11/oh-my-gosh-person-i-like-is-one-whole.html' title='Oh my gosh! The person I like is ONE WHOLE YEAR older then me!!!'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-113114871351868476</id><published>2005-11-04T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T17:02:28.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>c: Looking for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://onemorex.blogspot.com/"&gt;c: The power of Oxe compels you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://spiffycrap.blogspot.com/"&gt;c: Better then you! But not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well I tried that blog me thing and here's what came up so bleh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-113114871351868476?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/113114871351868476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=113114871351868476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/113114871351868476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/113114871351868476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/11/c-looking-for-me.html' title='c: Looking for me'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-113011977217896407</id><published>2005-10-23T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T19:09:32.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Friends aren't toys!</title><content type='html'>I was posting on myspace about best friends and the fact of it being watered down and such by idiots drove itself into my head. I almost posted my rant right then and there but quickly shifted gears to finish up my praising post. Why is it that best friends have become 15 minute toys in this day and age? Idiots run around "collecting" best friends that they've only known for 5 minutes if that. If I talk to some one for 5 minutes and then they go "Let's be BEST friends" I'm going to show them that my fist does not approve and it could never work out between us. It's idiots like these that strip away all sense of self respect and true friendships in this world. Since these people want best friends so badly I'm going to allow my foot to become best friends with as many people's asses so it can become the most popular of feet. With my foot in the way, maybe these retards can avoid sticking their heads in their asses and realize the truth that best friends are supposed to be close, caring, open and honest people towards each other not every other person they meet on the street. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you too have a best friend collection going on please email me and my foot will be glad to fill the position for you. It's a rare collectors item too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-113011977217896407?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/113011977217896407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=113011977217896407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/113011977217896407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/113011977217896407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/10/best-friends-arent-toys.html' title='Best Friends aren&apos;t toys!'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-112926017598498736</id><published>2005-10-13T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T20:22:55.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A family unit is not a slave unit!</title><content type='html'>Nothing makes me more sick then watching parents use their kids for self gain. They play upon their child's love and family ties to force the kid into only making decisions that will benefit the parent unit. These kids are stripped of their life and unknowingly become a slave to their parents. The sad part is their absolute love for the parent unit blinds them to the truth and they will reject that truth full force. Of course even if the kid tries to rebel the parent has full power and there is nothing the kid can do against them. The parent can slowly make the kids pay for everything. Computer supplies, gas from the car (even if the child doesn't drive it), High School things such as the Cap, Gown, Class Ring, Bills, extra expenses, etc. etc. The truth usually hits if the child makes a bad future for him/herself and the parent unit rejects them because of the failure. These people are cruel, heartless, and play with the love bond between parent and child. What we need to do is discover these parents and dispose of them using poison gas showers. Sure the kid will be depressed at the loss of their parent(s) but it's a hell of a lot better then them living their entire life as a slave to their parents until they die naturally. &lt;strong&gt;Love and cherish your children or your next shower just might be your last one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-112926017598498736?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/112926017598498736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=112926017598498736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/112926017598498736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/112926017598498736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/10/family-unit-is-not-slave-unit.html' title='A family unit is not a slave unit!'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-112796875399588102</id><published>2005-09-28T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T21:39:14.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The word like is not a conjunction so stop using it as one!</title><content type='html'>I had never really had a problem with the usage of like before because I rarely heard it used terribly often. I guess now I'm getting hit with all that I missed all throughout high school. Normally I don't mind if you like use the word like in your sentence every once in a few sentences but using it between every word is just mind wracking. Here is an example of how this girl in my English class talks: "So, like, what, like exactly, like, like do we like do like like like well like in the like paper. Do like we like uh like just like...etc etc." And yes she does put 3 or more likes together thanks to her high paced wording which causes her to stutter some parts out really quickly and repetitively as if her inserting like between every word wasn't bad enough. After she talks I quickly become adept in hearing whenever any person says like in a sentence. A guy in the classes uses it quite often and after Ms. Like talks even his talking becomes highly annoying. Even people using like in places it is supposed to be such as in examples grinds against your ears. People who use this word as if it were a God should be sacrificed in order to please the Like God and keep it from becoming angry and inserting it into our vocabulary in place of every other conjunction we once knew. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prepare the Alter of Like for the sacrifices of thousands of Like Worshipers".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-112796875399588102?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/112796875399588102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=112796875399588102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/112796875399588102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/112796875399588102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/09/word-like-is-not-conjunction-so-stop.html' title='The word like is not a conjunction so stop using it as one!'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-112677201159209023</id><published>2005-09-15T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T01:13:31.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Need cooperation? Don't make me laugh.</title><content type='html'>I just love how when I call a business to ask a simple question I can never get an answer and/or solution about it. Even when I actually connect with a living person (yes some businesses still have them) I am put on hold then dropped off the call. With this kind of attitude I don't see how these businesses thrive. Are well all like the evil robots off of Robots? "We are robots. We obey without reason". I mean iStuff is one thing but are we now taking this mind set into everything? &lt;em&gt;But Denzin&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;em&gt; We need these services to survive! &lt;/em&gt;Just because you "need" the service doesn't mean you can't change your provider. Unless you are trapped in a contract, which they nail you with every time yet people still fall for them, you can change who you go throw to get the services you "need". Most big corporations know how stupid people are and easily play us like the puppets we are. I say we need to get out a cannon, stick the idiots who support these companies even though they are raping them into it, and launch them into the corporations until they fall. This will easily kill two birds with one stone. &lt;strong&gt;Stop supporting these ass raping companies or you had better hope you are aerodynamic enough to die instantly when you are shot into a building.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-112677201159209023?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/112677201159209023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=112677201159209023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/112677201159209023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/112677201159209023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/09/need-cooperation-dont-make-me-laugh.html' title='Need cooperation? Don&apos;t make me laugh.'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-112420965806642429</id><published>2005-08-16T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T09:27:38.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If all you can talk about is your obsession then do us a favor and shut the hell up</title><content type='html'>I am so sick and tired of hearing everyone's little "passionate" deals. There is a fine line between passionate and obsessed and people really need to see the truth in which one they actually are. When your passion takes over your life and takes place over everything and everyone else and it is that which matters more then life you have reached the obsessive stage of the matter. Of course you won't admit that will you now? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not obsessed. I'm just passionate about what I do.&lt;/span&gt; Well excuse me for not noticing the difference. I could have sworn when all that you do is that one thing that you are obsessed about it. Then of course they have to defend their obsession and even try to pull you into it. Yes I like music, but I'm not going to spend six hours a day practicing with you because of your "passion" for music. I would rather eat all 3,657 pieces of music you own and hope that I die of ink poisoning then play anything for that long. I say if you are that passionate about something you might as well go all the way. Make it take over the last 2 aspects of your life. No more eating and sleeping for you just live your passionate life (or lack thereof) and leave the rest of us the hell alone. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you don't have enough of a life to talk about anything besides your passion don't be surprised if you become my next sacrifice to the Gods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-112420965806642429?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/112420965806642429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=112420965806642429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/112420965806642429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/112420965806642429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/08/if-all-you-can-talk-about-is-your.html' title='If all you can talk about is your obsession then do us a favor and shut the hell up'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-112333238260234967</id><published>2005-08-06T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T05:46:25.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What the hell is the point of a two sentence conversation?</title><content type='html'>Don't you just love it when this happens:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person: hey&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hi&lt;br /&gt;Person: I got a new game&lt;br /&gt;Me: What game?&lt;br /&gt;*silence ensues until next logon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now why the heck would you stop talking at this point? Is it for bragging rights because the other person doesn't know exactly what you are talking about? Is it because you don't want to be deleted as a friend so you act as if you want to talk to someone by putting in a couple of sentences as if it makes a difference? Stop wasting my time! If that is all that you feel like typing then do me a favor and don't type at all. Otherwise I will give you a reason to not type anymore (use your imagination). I do not have the patience to sit through all your half explanations and time consuming silences during which I could be doing more important things like setting broadcasting stations on fire and making Aztec sacrifices to please my Gods and send blood upon this Earth like a good cleansing bath. But no I have to go house to house and deal with this people who can't keep up an eight second conversation and torture them. While fun it is just too time consuming. I think the best solution to this problem would be a timed virus that if a conversation ends before say five minutes then it infects the users computer and blows up their keyboard in their face. It would then take a picture so that I could see the victim with all those now bloody keys gouged into their face and know that the world is one step closer to perfection. &lt;strong&gt;Like your face? Then either have a conversation or leave me the hell alone! (The latter is preferable actually.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-112333238260234967?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/112333238260234967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=112333238260234967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/112333238260234967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/112333238260234967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-hell-is-point-of-two-sentence.html' title='What the hell is the point of a two sentence conversation?'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-112323735404236090</id><published>2005-08-05T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T03:22:34.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I don't IM you your life must be over!</title><content type='html'>I am so sick of hearing &lt;em&gt;You never IM me when you get on!!!&lt;/em&gt; whenever I sign onto one of my messengers. I have more of a life then just sitting around and looking at my buddy list to Instant Message you right when you get on. Most of the time I don't even look at my buddy list except very rare intervals when there is someone who I would like to talk to for information or to check something with them. Just because you people have no lives outside of you Instant Messengers does not mean that I will be dragged down to that level. I am also not an instant responder 100% of the time. I often look up other stuff or even leave my computer to do something. Just because I don't respond in one millisecond does not mean I am ignoring you because I don't just ignore people. If you get that annoying I simply break off every one of your fingers so that you will shut the hell up on my message window. &lt;em&gt;But Denzin! Why get on the messengers if you aren't going to talk!?&lt;/em&gt; The answer is quite simple. I have more important things to do then consistently talk with people on messenger. I don't always have the time to close out of messenger or even put up an Away Message. Most of the time I don't care enough to do either of these things. It's not like I'll hear your messages while I'm out doing important stuff and it doesn't hurt me either only you since your entire way of life centers around talking to your online buddies. Love me, hate me, I can't care. I'll probably never even meet you in real life and if I do I'm certainly not going to recognize you so what the hell do I care? &lt;strong&gt;The next people who bitch at me about my way of messaging will find that life is harder without hands.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-112323735404236090?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/112323735404236090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=112323735404236090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/112323735404236090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/112323735404236090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/08/if-i-dont-im-you-your-life-must-be.html' title='If I don&apos;t IM you your life must be over!'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-112252151943964632</id><published>2005-07-27T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T15:08:04.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL lol lololLOL Translation: I am a dumb ass that can only say "lol" LOL!</title><content type='html'>If I could go back in time and kill the inventor of this word I would do so in a heartbeat. If I could show this person the consequences of this word I'm sure they would kill themselves actualy. I am getting so sick of hearing this word all over the place especially when I am trying to be serious. Example time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well my hamster died on the trip.&lt;br /&gt;LOLFIEND#23342: lol&lt;br /&gt;Me: What's so funny about my hamster being dead!&lt;br /&gt;LOLFIEND#23342: IDK LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After such instances I beat these people to a point near death and throw them on the street. While they lay there yelling for help which goes something like "LOL lol loool llloll Lol ;p; oops typo lol!" they usually die because no person can understand what the hell this idiot is shouting and no one really cares either except the preppie LOL teens who are usually to busy making out at the mall to give a care about anything other then all the boys they have "LOL totally been making out with LOL" The worst part is a ton of people are actually saying LOL in public not just in chats. Instead of actually laughing they just go "LOL WHAT A FUNNY JOKE LOL!" Soon laughter won't even be a part of our vocabulary because people will just walk around going "LOL, ROFL, LMAO ect. ect.". At around this time I will harness the power of their limited vocabulary to destroy every major city that has these idiots going around them without getting in trouble. Why won't I get in trouble you ask. It is quite simple. As the death missiles fly in everyone will just look up and go "LOL WRE GNG TO DI LOL!!!11" and watch their death approach right up to the explosions. This will leave no servivors making it infinitely easy to get away with this massive slaughter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-112252151943964632?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/112252151943964632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=112252151943964632' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/112252151943964632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/112252151943964632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/07/lol-lol-lolollol-translation-i-am-dumb.html' title='LOL lol lololLOL Translation: I am a dumb ass that can only say &quot;lol&quot; LOL!'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-112234605426742904</id><published>2005-07-25T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T19:47:34.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're bored. Big deal.. Get a life and maybe you'll feel better.</title><content type='html'>I am getting so sick of people acting like I am supposed to be bored just because they are. My life does not revolve around you. In fact I could probably care less about the fact that you are bored. What do you want me to do about it? I'm not going to waste both my time and my energy just so that you aren't bored. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But Denzin, I'm bored. Do something about it!&lt;/span&gt; Fine I will hang you by a rope over the desert where you can get a spectacular view of the world as you slowly die of thirst and vultures pecking at you. And if the rope snaps then you'll get to have lots of fun plummeting to your death to the ground! I know it'll sure keep me entertained, plus I get the satisfaction of knowing I have rid the world of one less dumb ass. The other thing I hate is when they act as if because they are bored you should be too as in this example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiot: I'm bored&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm not&lt;br /&gt;Idiot: Why not!?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Because I have a life and do fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Idiot: But I'm boooored!!!!!!!!!!111!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then sign off, get their address from their blog because they are stupid enough to put it up there and deliver them a UPS box of dead kittens to their house with a note saying "These will help with your boredom" and then all the kittens are rigged to explode killing everyone in a radius of 20 miles from the them.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if you are bored. I don't care that the world is over for you because I am not. Just shut up and leave me alone. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suffer in silence or I will give you a reason to suffer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-112234605426742904?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/112234605426742904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=112234605426742904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/112234605426742904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/112234605426742904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/07/youre-bored-big-deal-get-life-and.html' title='You&apos;re bored. Big deal.. Get a life and maybe you&apos;ll feel better.'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-112209855180762452</id><published>2005-07-22T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T23:51:15.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People who bitch and run away when they lose are annoying!</title><content type='html'>I am getting so sick of stupid people giving stupid arguments that aren't even logical and then getting all cry baby when pure logic stops their argument cold with nowhere for them to turn except the same stupid arguments over and over again. Then when I finally back them down to where they lose they bitch, moan, cry and then storm off as if they should have been in the right the whole time. If you lose just accept your loss and learn from it you idiots. No one is perfect (save me) so there is no point in letting a small loss take over your life and get you that angry. Especially if it's a stupid argument that no one in the world is going to care about. Just cut what losses if any and move on. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But my pride Denzin, I can't live without my pride!&lt;/span&gt; Bull shit! Pride gets you nothing. It makes you into a snob who thinks they own the world. Then when you loose it turns you into the biggest baby the world has ever seen just because you aren't so macho as if you ever were with all that bullshit "I'm the best" shit flying all over out of you. Pride is more useless then Kudos so that should tell you just how not needed it is. *edit* Shesh, I put one post up with examples and now ALL of them need them. Well a couple are in my comment and here are some more just for special Kulor! Don't go off on irrelevant tangent. You can't fake me out by randomly talking about how great it looks outside are when we are talking about why it is modern gaming is going down hill. "What? It looks great outside! Holy cow it IS! What were we talking about?" If you are that desperate to win just go commit suicide and right before you die say "I knew I was right". It will matter in the long run just as much as your tanget did. Don't tell me facts that are irrelevant to the point we are trying to conclude. The fact that lizards are cold blooded changes nothing in what heat is considered. Who cares if they're temperature matches that around it? It proves nothing in the heat department moron! And the most stupid one..."Let's just say we tied". This is the biggest pile of shit you will ever hear in an argument. If anyone falls for this one they should be run over until they are a speck in the road. If someone says this to you then that means they know they have lost. Take this as your moment of victory. Don't fall for this utter shit! Signing off during the argument just because you know you've lost is also crap. You don't win just because the final victory isn't announced. Don't be a chicken take it like a man or I'll put you on a barbecue because that's where tasty chickens belong. That should cover my examples so don't pull this shit on me!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The next person to storm off like a big baby after loosing to me is going to get their legs chopped off so that it will at least look like they have a reason to be a big baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-112209855180762452?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/112209855180762452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=112209855180762452' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/112209855180762452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/112209855180762452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/07/people-who-bitch-and-run-away-when.html' title='People who bitch and run away when they lose are annoying!'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-112183092083508822</id><published>2005-07-19T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T00:59:08.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you're going to have a conversation why not try and follow it?</title><content type='html'>I am getting so sick and tired of people forgetting what we are talking about in a two-second time span. I shall give you an example so you know what I am talking about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I like how well this new monitor runs.&lt;br /&gt;Moron: Yeah, it sounds pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah I only got it for $300&lt;br /&gt;Moron: What&lt;br /&gt;Me: What do you mean "What"!?&lt;br /&gt;Moron: What are you talking about&lt;br /&gt;Me: The monitor I just told you about you retard!&lt;br /&gt;Moron: What monitor I'm lost lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I hack their computer and overload their motherboard and pray that the heat causes shrapnel to kill them or at least maim them. At the very least I'll know that I won't be seeing them online for awhile if I'm lucky. Some one please tell me how hard it is to concentrate on a conversation for five seconds without getting lost in how "infinitely complex" the conversation is. If you're talking about cars and I ask what type of engine it has (as if I'd care, this is just an example) don't go "What...I don't get it...what are you talking about...im lost lol!" I also hate that stupid "Well I have ADD(or ADHD) lol." Bullshit! Most "ADD" people are simply hyper active morons who don't want to learn how to sit and listen to something that anyone is talking about. If they get in trouble for it they just put the blame on a disease that they most likely don't even have. And if you do have ADD/ADHD take your damned medication that will sedate your made up problem or leave me the hell alone! And as Kulor brought to my attention scroll up on the damned window if you really can't remember. And if you are stupid enough to close the window while we are talking you don't deserve to be spoken to! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyone who can't follow a conversation had better leave me alone if they want a working computer and less importantly their lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-112183092083508822?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/112183092083508822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=112183092083508822' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/112183092083508822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/112183092083508822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/07/if-youre-going-to-have-conversation.html' title='If you&apos;re going to have a conversation why not try and follow it?'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-112129391461137752</id><published>2005-07-13T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T15:31:54.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No I'm not home SO SHUT UP!</title><content type='html'>I am sick of the daily question of "Bax in Fenix?" or "Bax home yet?". I swear if one more person asks me I am going to jump kick them through a wall upon my return and say "I'm back! Are you happy now!?" When I say I am returning on a specific date THAT is when I am returning unless otherwise stated so shut you're faces! For those of you too stupid to remember I will be back by this Thursday or Friday UNLESS otherwise stated. Can you manage to sink that into your thick ignorant skulls? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you want to life your life with a normal looking body and no broken walls then stop asking me the same damned questions over and over again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-112129391461137752?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/112129391461137752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=112129391461137752' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/112129391461137752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/112129391461137752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/07/no-im-not-home-so-shut-up.html' title='No I&apos;m not home SO SHUT UP!'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-112114075754928015</id><published>2005-07-11T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T20:59:17.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not my family's techie!</title><content type='html'>The only good thing I can say about this is at least it well help me become a real techie in the future. I SO should have charged everyone for everything I fixed. And then I should have charged more for teaching people stuff. And THEN I should have charged triple for them asking questions I answered so many times and QUADRUPLE for the ones who leave during my explanation and expect me to explain again! I have to go to my uncle's tomorrow and finish setting up his Norton because his less then 28K connection made it take hours to update the virus definitions so we weren't going to wait around that long. Why is it that family is allowed to take such advantage of you? If you ask me they should have to fend for themselves and LEARN this stuff that I am trying to teach them. What I need is a nail gun so that I can attach the manual facing them and then nail it into their skull for consistent reference right in front of them because they always loose every bit of information I need to help them fix their computers! What we need is a device that punishes family members for trying to take advantage of their other family members just because they can't get their fat asses up and figure out what the hell they need to do to fix what's broken. I hate the age excuse too. If you're too old to remember how to do stuff with your computer then you are too old to be using the thing. You don't see people in the work field letting people off just because they're too old to remember. If they mess something up they pay the penalty and if it happens enough times then they are fired. Why can't I fire these people from my lives so that I deplete all the "family cards" that they have to make me do what they want me to do. We need to make a law that says if we have legate reasons that we can "fire" our family members right out of our lives. All strings are cut and nothing is owed to them anymore. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Join the petition to fire family members and help make the world as better of a place as we can! (Which isn't saying much in this day and age)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-112114075754928015?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/112114075754928015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=112114075754928015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/112114075754928015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/112114075754928015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-am-not-my-familys-techie.html' title='I am not my family&apos;s techie!'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-112055265380729904</id><published>2005-07-05T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T01:37:33.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This really goes without saying but I'm going to say it anyways.</title><content type='html'>What the hell is up with gaming today? Everywhere I look it's "Grafix! Grafix! Grafix!1!11" For one thing it's Graphics and for another what happened to the foreign little concept known as Game play? I remember when I could play a game for months and not get bored of it because it had good game play and replay value. Nowadays I can usually only play a game once before getting bored of it if I even last that long. To make matters worse the new consoles that are coming out aren't even focusing on gaming anymore. It's all about Multi-media. Movies, Music, Downloads, TiVo, eBay. If I want all this stuff I'll get a TV, a DVD/VHS player, a stereo, a TiVo box, and a computer with internet access for less then the consul itself will cost. Why not make a console that makes games? That's what consoles were made for in the first place. People wanted to PLAY fun stuff not watch their DVD's and shit when they can buy a player for far less. All this bullshit has made me go back to the retro consoles where games were fun and these things were designed to entertain people instead of having things were you only have to do 5-10 button pushes between cut scenes. I hope the market crashes and finds its routes but with the dumb asses of today who live on this bullshit this is merely a pipe dream. If only I could wipe out these people and create a new society of at least average intelligent people who know what stuff is about. I'm going to go play my "new" SNES. Enjoy your TV Players and what-not. I don't have the energy to kill the quantity of people who need to die anymore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-112055265380729904?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/112055265380729904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=112055265380729904' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/112055265380729904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/112055265380729904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-really-goes-without-saying-but-im.html' title='This really goes without saying but I&apos;m going to say it anyways.'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-111821217430787014</id><published>2005-06-07T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T19:14:44.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>People who laugh and shrug off their own incompetence onto others deserve death.</title><content type='html'>I am getting so sick of people who have no idea what they are doing and then just laugh and say stuff like "Well I have no idea what I just did so I'll leave it to you" or "I was just playing around I don't know what I did fix it". Why can't you people just get some help and learn what the hell you are doing!? I am not Mr. Fixit and if I were I sure as hell would not help you for free every time your own incompetence pulled you over your head in trouble with what you were "fooling around with". And then to just laugh it off and play it as part of your nature. Fix your retarded nature you tools! Fucking up your stuff over and over should tell you that you need to stop just fucking around with it and learn what the hell you are doing. Don't just brush it off with "Well my husband fixes it" or "Well my son is really good at it so I just have him fix it". I am surprised that these people have not murdered their spouse and/or parents for wasting their time with the same bullshit over and over again. If I hear one more person laugh about their problems and how they will never figure it out because they don't have the common sense to spend 30 minutes to an hour figuring out what to do I am going to shove a training manual into their eyes and into their brains. Maybe that will get them to learn to fend for themselves or at the very least kill them and make the world a slightly better place. &lt;b&gt;Learn how to work that what you get or if you cross me your face will never be the same!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-111821217430787014?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/111821217430787014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=111821217430787014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/111821217430787014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/111821217430787014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/06/people-who-laugh-and-shrug-off-their.html' title='People who laugh and shrug off their own incompetence onto others deserve death.'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-111706617551000345</id><published>2005-05-25T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T17:24:02.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation suffrage</title><content type='html'>Today was one big waste of time....I get up at 6:40am so I can ride the bus this morning to get to school for the rehearsal. The "Senior Breakfast" was tiny morsels of food including granola bars, bagels, bananas and oranges. I ate all of mine and was still hungry! I guess I should have just made my own breakfast. After that we go into the gym and get our alphabetized lines all set up. We then learn we DIDN'T have to be there! After we're checked off we're free to go. What the hell kind of a rehearsal is that! It took almost and hour and we got nothing done. The rest of the day I ditched into a friends class and felt my brain melt with boredom. And I get to do it again tomorrow only this time in the heat and wearing our great black caps and gowns! THEN we finally get to do the ceremony which is hours of bull shit and that God awful song "Pomp and Circumstance". Get a damned new graduation song. Screw tradition you closed minded idiots! Tradition is merely the fear of change. Look at segregation and sexism. All started as "Tradition" until an actual smart person opened their eyes and went "What the fuck!? This shit makes no sense! Change it you morons!!!" If they play Pomp and Circumstance more then 2 times I am so jumping into the band and orchestra and stabbing the directors and leaders of our school with the very instruments that play this awful song I had to play for the last three years! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ban retarded traditions or you two may be stuck upon the wrong side of an instrument!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-111706617551000345?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/111706617551000345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=111706617551000345' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/111706617551000345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/111706617551000345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/05/graduation-suffrage.html' title='Graduation suffrage'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-111636822914655836</id><published>2005-05-17T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T15:17:09.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ranting Just to Rant</title><content type='html'>Someone brought to my attention in one of my earlier rants (the school dress code for those too lazy and/or stupid to look for it) that I was ranting just to rant. Look at the title!!! This is for ranting! If I want to I can rant about the sky being a shade of blue that just pisses me off and you know what? None of you can stop me! I don't care if you like, dislike, agree with, disagree with, ect ect, my rants. If you have a problem with this you are logically wrong and should go get run over by a 5 ton dump truck and then get eaten by crows. And now for a quick list of that which I hate right now because I am just that cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexism, racism, human stupidity, those cheap gifts you get in cereal these days, conformists, school, porn...I could go on like this for a week but I don't feel like it. If you want to know more things that I hate then email me so I can delete it because I hate stupid questions...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-111636822914655836?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/111636822914655836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=111636822914655836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/111636822914655836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/111636822914655836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/05/ranting-just-to-rant.html' title='Ranting Just to Rant'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-111569744792602401</id><published>2005-05-09T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T20:57:27.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Human Stupidity</title><content type='html'>Humans are stupid. In fact stupidity is so inheritly part of the human genetic code that we can't even call it a virus anymore. Stupidity is what makes humans....humans....How can we cure this. Well there are two ways. 1.) Remove all oxymorons and parodies from rules that govern our lives. Allow higher level stupid people who aren't as stupid as the people we have now become our new government officials. And lastly use our genetic research to kill this stupid gene.&lt;br /&gt;Way 2.) The better alternative. Take all the stupid people and kill them in a variety of ways. The easiest way would be to slaughter them in lines at any amusement parks. I mean the lines are set up like cattle to the slaughter lines anyways so no one will suspect the irony of the situation. Then we can have fun shooting the others, pushing them into pits, slowly killing them limb by limb...The possibilities are as endless as the fun you get from watching it. "But Denzin," You ask. "Who decides who is stupid and who isn't. That's not very moral." Well that's easy. You for one or stupid for thinking that so you're obviously on the list already. I will of course be deciding this and why not...I'm one of the few endangered smart people left. &lt;strong&gt;Join me in the endlessly fun ways to kill stupid people before you too die when I deem you stupid!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-111569744792602401?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/111569744792602401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=111569744792602401' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/111569744792602401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/111569744792602401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/05/human-stupidity.html' title='Human Stupidity'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-111405159493116653</id><published>2005-04-20T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T19:50:28.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexism is way out of hand!</title><content type='html'>Is it just me or is sexism getting way out of hand? So many people that I know say stuff like "Oh, you wouldn't understand becasue you're a guy" or "Guys are ::insert stereotype here:: which is why girls are better" and so forth and so on...Go hang yourself and do us all a favor! My own parents recently got me a poster of a "hot" girl in a bathing suit advertising some dumb ass beverage. I asked my mom why the hell she got me it and she said "Well, because you're a boy and that's what boys like". I was so fuckin pissed off! My own MOTHER didn't know what I liked and generalized me with my sex! Then of course you have the retards at the Selective Service who deem it illigal for women to sign up for it and yet males HAVE to or they get fined and/or jail time. I just want to grab a big sword and slice and dice every damn person who runs society and teach them a fucking lesson about they're presious sexism views. I can't even get a roommate because of sexism too. The friends I have boy/girl ratio is 1-4 (boys-girls for you slower minded ones) and out of that only a 1-3 (still boy/girl OK) ratio is seniors and most have a roomate or are stayin with parents or are moving out of state. So unless I want everyone thinking I'm a pervert I can't have a god damned roomate and so I'll have to pay 100% of my fucking bill when I move out! &lt;strong&gt;Join me in the war against sexism and we'll have a nice big blood bath!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-111405159493116653?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/111405159493116653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=111405159493116653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/111405159493116653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/111405159493116653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/04/sexism-is-way-out-of-hand.html' title='Sexism is way out of hand!'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-111293041533986036</id><published>2005-04-07T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T20:20:15.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Sexist Selective Service</title><content type='html'>What the hell is up with this? Here we are trying to please everyone in America and I get this gay ass thing! MALES 18-25 must register this retarded thing so they can get drafted if a draft occurs. And for females...well it's illegal to register if you are female. HOW FREEKIN SEXIST IS THAT! If I wasn't affraid of ruining my future I would totaly be petitioning this gay ass thing to be sexualy equal. What is it really? Are women to weak to serve in the military? Are we too mean if we make poor weak women get drafted. Sexual equality my ass! We still think of women as little petite weak always needing doors opened for them and stuff carried for them lest they kill themselves from a little bit of effort. Open your eyes people! I know so many girls who could kick some guys asses all over the place. Either remove the selective service or get it sexualy equal you friggin dumb asses! If I get drafted I am SOOOO petitioning this!!! &lt;b&gt;Join me in my fight against racism and sexism noone should have to do what the other races/sexes have to do!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-111293041533986036?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/111293041533986036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=111293041533986036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/111293041533986036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/111293041533986036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/04/stupid-sexist-selective-service.html' title='Stupid Sexist Selective Service'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-111251646361044510</id><published>2005-04-03T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T01:21:03.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fools</title><content type='html'>Contrary to what many of you believed on April Fools day I have not become a homosexual or gotten hacked. It was all an April Fools joke! Only one person knew and that's because I told him. As for you people who emailed me saying I turned into a faggot (overnight I guess) you are retards! The hacked one is a little more logical I guess especialy to the ones who I IMed acting like I was hacked but come on people look at the date! You didn't even GUESS at it being an April Fools joke. One person started getting it debating it was an April Fools joke and then BAM! He flew straight into the wall of stupidity with hacking crap all over the place. You people make me wonder why I get out of bed sometimes....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-111251646361044510?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/111251646361044510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=111251646361044510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/111251646361044510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/111251646361044510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/04/april-fools.html' title='April Fools'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-111240594092076177</id><published>2005-04-01T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T18:39:00.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers</title><content type='html'>i love perety flowers of all sorts. yhey are so HeArt!! ^_^ i love it when i get some buitful flowers for like....valantenes and like....DATESs ::heart haert:: like i liek them at like antyime lol becuz flowers r so perty and maek me feel luveed and speicalnesses!7 guyz who dont get gri0ls flowers are probly faogs and shuld die (im so nice tho tht like i wuldn ever hurt even thei fag0ts who dont give flowers). o...i hate weed flowers tho LOL!`!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-111240594092076177?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/111240594092076177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=111240594092076177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/111240594092076177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/111240594092076177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/04/flowers.html' title='Flowers'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-111214891244103516</id><published>2005-03-29T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T19:15:12.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What the Hell is up with our Dress Code!?</title><content type='html'>The PVHS dress code is the most retarded thing ever! Why is it you can't show your shoulders or stomach but you can show more cleavage then a plumbers ass?! Who the hell stares at shoulders if, heaven forbid, they are showing? Like I'm going to go home and jack off or take a cold shower if I see a girls shoulders, good grief...And I've seen so many breasts (especially at band camp) that it's just disturbing now. Cover up you morons, some of us don't want to see your sagging bags of fat that you call a chest, and you'll save some guys sperm cells from dieing on their sheets, although if they're that stupid I guess you're doing the world a favor by not spreading their genes into the gene pool. And then there's hats. Holy crap this is even dumber. By wearing my "God Rules" hat I am I not religious? NO! I am now transformed into a gangster who apparently rules his ghetto through God. What the Hell!? Where is my freedom of religion now you dumb asses. The only one that I do like is no short shorts and no mini skirts. If I want to see your underwear I'll ask thank you and you would have to be my girlfriend. And as for the guys, don't wear short shorts you moron! We don't want to suddenly see your nut pop out of your shorts because they are to short to contain it!&lt;b&gt;Kill the dress code and ban cleavage flaunting shirts, short shorts, kill men who wear short shorts, and learn that religion isn't a gang or me and my pose' are going to show you what the barrel end of a shotgun is really like.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-111214891244103516?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/111214891244103516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=111214891244103516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/111214891244103516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/111214891244103516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/03/what-hell-is-up-with-our-dress-code.html' title='What the Hell is up with our Dress Code!?'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-111198104009422235</id><published>2005-03-27T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T20:37:20.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>America Online</title><content type='html'>This is truely one of mans worst inventions! Not only do you have to deal with slow 56k speeds but AOL limits it so that you cannot connect at anything higher then 49999 max! Not only that but you get to have the joys of it freezing on you with no warning so that you think you are online still untill MSN dies on you and your other messengers die too and the page you've been waiting to load says it cannot be found! Once I get better internet I am deleting all of this AOL crap and taking the disk with me to Oregon to shoot with my 30-30 rifle until there is absolutly nothing left of it. And if anyone can tell me where the maker of AOL is I will do the same with him exept even more! &lt;b&gt;AOL, WHO CAN'T HATE IT!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-111198104009422235?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/111198104009422235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=111198104009422235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/111198104009422235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/111198104009422235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/03/america-online.html' title='America Online'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-111173474337576943</id><published>2005-03-25T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T00:12:23.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My retarded CD/RW drive</title><content type='html'>After my brother blew up my Starcraft:Brood War CD in the thing it's been acting up like...like...a 2 years old boy who won't obey. I have only 3 options of opening it now...I can either stick a thin object into the stuck eject hole, grab the lip and pull after pushing the eject button, or hitting the top untill it opens. My latest rage at it has me taking the last route the most often now. When I get a new one I'm going to take this one out and shoot it with a chaingun untill not even atoms remain of this peice of junk! So remember...&lt;strong&gt;Don't cross me unless you like chain gun bullets for breakfast.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-111173474337576943?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/111173474337576943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=111173474337576943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/111173474337576943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/111173474337576943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-retarded-cdrw-drive.html' title='My retarded CD/RW drive'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253315.post-111164298449681915</id><published>2005-03-23T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T22:43:04.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bookshelf</title><content type='html'>Argh, this is the most useless piece o' crap thing ever. It is an ancient weak blue falling apart bookshelf and I can't even fit all my books into it! With all the books I plan to sell I can JUST fit them all in. I need a new one so bad...Then again with my "cozy" room I don't think a good one would even fit! ARGH I NEED TO MOVE OUT SOOOO BAD! Earl hasn't been to bad lately...But he's working tomorrow so I'm sure hell will return ugh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253315-111164298449681915?l=denzin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/feeds/111164298449681915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253315&amp;postID=111164298449681915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/111164298449681915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253315/posts/default/111164298449681915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://denzin.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-bookshelf.html' title='My Bookshelf'/><author><name>Noved</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07803278824893808457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/292/4127/400/Multi-Talented.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
