<?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-3320730051693911450</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:17:48.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Exercise In Narcissism</title><subtitle type='html'>May 3, 2010~May 3, 2011</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>115</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-6126850426930265525</id><published>2011-02-04T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T12:26:34.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 276</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TUxf4nPb30I/AAAAAAAAAVU/yqSn80--GZc/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-02-04%2Bat%2B15.20%2B%25233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TUxf4nPb30I/AAAAAAAAAVU/yqSn80--GZc/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-02-04%2Bat%2B15.20%2B%25233.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569932265361497922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the Roof 'n' Underground - Gogol Bordello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Like The Moon - Brett Dennen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-6126850426930265525?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/6126850426930265525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/6126850426930265525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-276.html' title='Day 276'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TUxf4nPb30I/AAAAAAAAAVU/yqSn80--GZc/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-02-04%2Bat%2B15.20%2B%25233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-1953741825979966800</id><published>2011-01-06T01:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T01:33:23.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 247</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TSWKaPUW3XI/AAAAAAAAAU0/0vuGqUrkYIM/s1600/Photo%2B179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TSWKaPUW3XI/AAAAAAAAAU0/0vuGqUrkYIM/s320/Photo%2B179.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559001498451893618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^oh my^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.designboom.com/weblog/cat/10/view/10616/luise-valdes-cardboard-house.html"&gt;Cardboard House&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vatican.va/various/cappelle/sistina_vr/index.html"&gt;Sistine Chapel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TSWKZ8xULNI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ymgmVjOdAjs/s1600/monstrepancies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 62px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TSWKZ8xULNI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ymgmVjOdAjs/s320/monstrepancies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559001493473078482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-1953741825979966800?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/1953741825979966800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/1953741825979966800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-247.html' title='Day 247'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TSWKaPUW3XI/AAAAAAAAAU0/0vuGqUrkYIM/s72-c/Photo%2B179.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-203969489121756634</id><published>2010-11-11T09:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T18:30:56.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 191</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TNymsxfzYTI/AAAAAAAAAUU/kQtVkFX_E8Y/s1600/Photo%2B176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TNymsxfzYTI/AAAAAAAAAUU/kQtVkFX_E8Y/s320/Photo%2B176.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538484929890050354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If Pac-Man had affected us as kids, we'd all be running around in dark rooms, munching pills and listening to repetitive electronic music."&lt;br /&gt;  - Marcus Bridgstocke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lap Dance&lt;/span&gt; - Pink Dollaz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-203969489121756634?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/203969489121756634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/203969489121756634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-191.html' title='Day 191'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TNymsxfzYTI/AAAAAAAAAUU/kQtVkFX_E8Y/s72-c/Photo%2B176.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-3794279365898524968</id><published>2010-11-04T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T18:32:29.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 184</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TNNbWCtTTJI/AAAAAAAAAUM/go5NJ9sZHqE/s1600/Photo+178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TNNbWCtTTJI/AAAAAAAAAUM/go5NJ9sZHqE/s320/Photo+178.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535868801210600594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/hairport_lisbon/sets/72157612829919593/"&gt;HAIR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="287"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8G7CkdZoEK4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8G7CkdZoEK4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="287"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="287"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ec-70W_K77U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ec-70W_K77U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="287"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-3794279365898524968?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/3794279365898524968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/3794279365898524968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-184.html' title='Day 184'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TNNbWCtTTJI/AAAAAAAAAUM/go5NJ9sZHqE/s72-c/Photo+178.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-6994192227244358212</id><published>2010-11-03T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T18:17:27.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 183</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TNNUvxrpCfI/AAAAAAAAAUE/rH5gmWy44Ow/s1600/Photo+175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TNNUvxrpCfI/AAAAAAAAAUE/rH5gmWy44Ow/s320/Photo+175.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535861546735438322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed  src="http://www.mattfind.com/12345673215-3-2-3_includes/videoplayer/videoPlayer.swf"  width="320" height="250" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="settingsFile=http://www.mattfind.com/12345673215-3-2-3_img/movie_trailer_xml/b/o/e/df3d74442f4ca5ee5b3347595dfd6ae4.xml&amp;htmlPage=http://www.matttrailer.com/buffalo_66_1998&amp;autoPlay=false&amp;autoLoad=false"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bratislava&lt;/span&gt; - Beirut&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-6994192227244358212?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/6994192227244358212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/6994192227244358212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-183.html' title='Day 183'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TNNUvxrpCfI/AAAAAAAAAUE/rH5gmWy44Ow/s72-c/Photo+175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-5304516128235033522</id><published>2010-11-02T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T19:26:46.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 182</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TNDHQg9TNgI/AAAAAAAAAT8/I2WgaMOiIV8/s1600/Photo+174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TNDHQg9TNgI/AAAAAAAAAT8/I2WgaMOiIV8/s320/Photo+174.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535143028577220098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="287"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D-P03NGSP6Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D-P03NGSP6Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="287"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://phobialist.com/"&gt;my phobias:hypnophobia and taphephobia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-5304516128235033522?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/5304516128235033522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/5304516128235033522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-182.html' title='Day 182'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TNDHQg9TNgI/AAAAAAAAAT8/I2WgaMOiIV8/s72-c/Photo+174.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-3163209283908313092</id><published>2010-10-29T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T12:31:28.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 178</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TMsfpe0ly5I/AAAAAAAAATs/B5l97KUStZg/s1600/Photo+171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TMsfpe0ly5I/AAAAAAAAATs/B5l97KUStZg/s320/Photo+171.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533551364663528338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="287"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ODhU_BB2gVo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ODhU_BB2gVo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="287"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="287"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MwC3hOOFL3Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MwC3hOOFL3Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="287"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-3163209283908313092?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/3163209283908313092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/3163209283908313092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-178.html' title='Day 178'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TMsfpe0ly5I/AAAAAAAAATs/B5l97KUStZg/s72-c/Photo+171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-8745265425630743462</id><published>2010-10-27T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T10:02:02.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 176</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TMhZjehBelI/AAAAAAAAATI/fotf_MSERGA/s1600/Photo+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TMhZjehBelI/AAAAAAAAATI/fotf_MSERGA/s320/Photo+173.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532770608246520402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jello&lt;/span&gt; - The Pack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Love Stinks&lt;/span&gt; - J. Geils Band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rolling  ft. Talib Kweli&lt;/span&gt; The Roots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bad Things&lt;/span&gt; - Jace Everett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TMhay6Rm4KI/AAAAAAAAATY/YjMLl2l1D0s/s1600/beach+kill+at+Ras+Hasik.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TMhay6Rm4KI/AAAAAAAAATY/YjMLl2l1D0s/s320/beach+kill+at+Ras+Hasik.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532771972907720866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-8745265425630743462?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/8745265425630743462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/8745265425630743462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-176.html' title='Day 176'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TMhZjehBelI/AAAAAAAAATI/fotf_MSERGA/s72-c/Photo+173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-8623525827585391894</id><published>2010-10-23T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T09:56:32.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 172</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TMhYmjLfUcI/AAAAAAAAATA/vWYN_BP2Bng/s1600/73160_542393462616_62501804_31660214_2134555_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TMhYmjLfUcI/AAAAAAAAATA/vWYN_BP2Bng/s320/73160_542393462616_62501804_31660214_2134555_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532769561526358466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Creamy-Pomegranate-Ice-Cream/Detail.aspx"&gt;Creamy Pomegranate Ice Cream!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="287"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P_oDBoaHQbw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P_oDBoaHQbw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="287"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-8623525827585391894?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/8623525827585391894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/8623525827585391894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-172.html' title='Day 172'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TMhYmjLfUcI/AAAAAAAAATA/vWYN_BP2Bng/s72-c/73160_542393462616_62501804_31660214_2134555_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-5130283712213572836</id><published>2010-10-22T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T11:01:57.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 171</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TMHON1NqhyI/AAAAAAAAASo/L5Dd5wk6nws/s1600/Photo+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TMHON1NqhyI/AAAAAAAAASo/L5Dd5wk6nws/s320/Photo+168.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530928554405693218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TMHOtIpmnSI/AAAAAAAAAS4/NK8prIWxOK4/s1600/tatio-geyser-atacama1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TMHOtIpmnSI/AAAAAAAAAS4/NK8prIWxOK4/s320/tatio-geyser-atacama1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530929092199095586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TMHOsusGw4I/AAAAAAAAASw/zC4paD7lQwM/s1600/main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TMHOsusGw4I/AAAAAAAAASw/zC4paD7lQwM/s320/main.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530929085230269314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-5130283712213572836?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/5130283712213572836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/5130283712213572836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-171.html' title='Day 171'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TMHON1NqhyI/AAAAAAAAASo/L5Dd5wk6nws/s72-c/Photo+168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-5836023562163412652</id><published>2010-10-20T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T13:13:56.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 169</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TL9H2RtCkjI/AAAAAAAAASg/DzS-T36fKI8/s1600/Photo+52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TL9H2RtCkjI/AAAAAAAAASg/DzS-T36fKI8/s320/Photo+52.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530217865225081394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What's The Frequency, Kenneth?&lt;/span&gt; - R.E.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hold Ya Head (Feat. Bob Marley)&lt;/span&gt; - The Notorious B.I.G.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-5836023562163412652?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/5836023562163412652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/5836023562163412652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-169.html' title='Day 169'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TL9H2RtCkjI/AAAAAAAAASg/DzS-T36fKI8/s72-c/Photo+52.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-2222021080767287242</id><published>2010-10-17T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T11:55:36.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 166</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLtDZitRJ4I/AAAAAAAAASQ/c-UBnMC3iHo/s1600/Photo+170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLtDZitRJ4I/AAAAAAAAASQ/c-UBnMC3iHo/s320/Photo+170.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529087073619879810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;New Realization&lt;/span&gt; - Sublime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0810617/"&gt;THE FIRST EDEN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ryanmcginley.com/"&gt;RYAN MCGINLEY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLtF2kH42wI/AAAAAAAAASY/sn_E61sXL5o/s1600/tumblr_l2vu6dgjfa1qzcso1o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLtF2kH42wI/AAAAAAAAASY/sn_E61sXL5o/s320/tumblr_l2vu6dgjfa1qzcso1o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529089771239430914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-2222021080767287242?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2222021080767287242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2222021080767287242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-166.html' title='Day 166'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLtDZitRJ4I/AAAAAAAAASQ/c-UBnMC3iHo/s72-c/Photo+170.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-1890605921887346421</id><published>2010-10-16T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T18:58:56.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 165</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLpXp7gdI-I/AAAAAAAAASI/_qLkG9f0ffE/s1600/Photo+172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLpXp7gdI-I/AAAAAAAAASI/_qLkG9f0ffE/s320/Photo+172.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528827870410777570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totoro, Totoro, Totoro, Totoro,&lt;br /&gt;Someone stealthily&lt;br /&gt;buries nuts in the path.&lt;br /&gt;When a tiny sprout grows,&lt;br /&gt;[you'll find] a secret password--&lt;br /&gt;the passport to the forest.&lt;br /&gt;A wonderful adventure begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neighbor&lt;br /&gt;Totoro, Totoro, Totoro, Totoro,&lt;br /&gt;has lived in the forest&lt;br /&gt;since ancient times.&lt;br /&gt;My neighbor Totoro, Totoro,&lt;br /&gt;Totoro, Totoro,&lt;br /&gt;can only visit you when&lt;br /&gt;when you're a child,&lt;br /&gt;a wonderous meeting.&lt;br /&gt;The rain falls at the bus stop,&lt;br /&gt;if there's a drenched creature,&lt;br /&gt;open your umbrella for it.&lt;br /&gt;The passport to the forest--&lt;br /&gt;the magic door opens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neighbor Totoro, Totoro,&lt;br /&gt;Totoro, Totoro,&lt;br /&gt;plays an ocarina on moonlit nights.&lt;br /&gt;My neighbor Totoro, Totoro,&lt;br /&gt;Totoro, Totoro,&lt;br /&gt;if you ever meet,&lt;br /&gt;wonderful fortune&lt;br /&gt;will come to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totoro, Totoro, Totoro, Totoro,&lt;br /&gt;Totoro, Totoro, Totoro, Totoro.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;these lyrics are just plain silly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-1890605921887346421?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/1890605921887346421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/1890605921887346421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-165.html' title='Day 165'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLpXp7gdI-I/AAAAAAAAASI/_qLkG9f0ffE/s72-c/Photo+172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-4536428087516126214</id><published>2010-10-15T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T18:47:17.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 164</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLpVKScDErI/AAAAAAAAASA/pDw1ImQglhU/s1600/Photo+169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLpVKScDErI/AAAAAAAAASA/pDw1ImQglhU/s320/Photo+169.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528825127787238066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Eet&lt;/span&gt; - Regina Spektor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="287"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8qhkBTGE_Wo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8qhkBTGE_Wo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="287"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="287"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AgnUyM4hs5Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AgnUyM4hs5Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="287"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-4536428087516126214?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4536428087516126214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4536428087516126214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-164.html' title='Day 164'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLpVKScDErI/AAAAAAAAASA/pDw1ImQglhU/s72-c/Photo+169.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-4400878868925634493</id><published>2010-10-14T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T15:34:19.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 163</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLeESkSD3FI/AAAAAAAAARo/7BokY-_A4fc/s1600/Photo+167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLeESkSD3FI/AAAAAAAAARo/7BokY-_A4fc/s320/Photo+167.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528032522132511826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To end this catastrophic scene, awake and breathe in." ~Chevelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="287"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vX--sM5G52U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vX--sM5G52U?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="287"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-4400878868925634493?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4400878868925634493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4400878868925634493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-163.html' title='Day 163'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLeESkSD3FI/AAAAAAAAARo/7BokY-_A4fc/s72-c/Photo+167.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-3730927081241767702</id><published>2010-10-13T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T22:03:15.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 162</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLaOMONqVPI/AAAAAAAAARg/7Yn-ytSlwH0/s1600/Photo+165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLaOMONqVPI/AAAAAAAAARg/7Yn-ytSlwH0/s320/Photo+165.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527761933268833522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="221"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-NjsSrD2uG4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-NjsSrD2uG4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="221"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-3730927081241767702?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/3730927081241767702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/3730927081241767702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-162.html' title='Day 162'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLaOMONqVPI/AAAAAAAAARg/7Yn-ytSlwH0/s72-c/Photo+165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-8474158800343761029</id><published>2010-10-12T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T20:04:41.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 161</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLUhhU0-QdI/AAAAAAAAARY/QUNsxVIhWc8/s1600/Photo+157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLUhhU0-QdI/AAAAAAAAARY/QUNsxVIhWc8/s320/Photo+157.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527360974077444562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://librivox.org/"&gt;READ TO ME?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PkCHYVgXHiQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PkCHYVgXHiQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-8474158800343761029?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/8474158800343761029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/8474158800343761029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-161.html' title='Day 161'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLUhhU0-QdI/AAAAAAAAARY/QUNsxVIhWc8/s72-c/Photo+157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-1911779022172670077</id><published>2010-10-12T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T20:05:12.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 156</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLNnnhH1_kI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/SF2WO43BEGw/s1600/Photo+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLNnnhH1_kI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/SF2WO43BEGw/s320/Photo+164.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526875096317558338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLNnw6bwHDI/AAAAAAAAARA/yDNdgyLoix0/s1600/1-1_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLNnw6bwHDI/AAAAAAAAARA/yDNdgyLoix0/s320/1-1_large.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526875257730767922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-1911779022172670077?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/1911779022172670077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/1911779022172670077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-156.html' title='Day 156'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLNnnhH1_kI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/SF2WO43BEGw/s72-c/Photo+164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-4319560168929477661</id><published>2010-10-11T12:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T12:48:13.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 160</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLNoJUyMPHI/AAAAAAAAARI/K0G3IVFMExw/s1600/Photo+158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLNoJUyMPHI/AAAAAAAAARI/K0G3IVFMExw/s320/Photo+158.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526875677121068146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Since I've Been Lovin You&lt;/span&gt; - Led Zeppelin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.burningman.com/"&gt;BURNING MAN!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4143597&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=1&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;loop=0" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4143597&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=1&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;loop=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="350" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLNpsYLAUdI/AAAAAAAAARQ/N8ZbuKHLJ3o/s1600/pine+marten,+poland+092792_RJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 138px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLNpsYLAUdI/AAAAAAAAARQ/N8ZbuKHLJ3o/s200/pine+marten,+poland+092792_RJ.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526877378837500370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bialowieza Forest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-4319560168929477661?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4319560168929477661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4319560168929477661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-160.html' title='Day 160'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TLNoJUyMPHI/AAAAAAAAARI/K0G3IVFMExw/s72-c/Photo+158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-3423213912419339606</id><published>2010-10-06T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T22:39:26.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 155</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKzCgEP6SeI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/qEWPdcBtvmQ/s1600/Photo+166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKzCgEP6SeI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/qEWPdcBtvmQ/s320/Photo+166.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525004699028834786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TK1cGVASw7I/AAAAAAAAAQY/huKhc2mfjQo/s1600/tumblr_l87rv0goHz1qbh58zo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TK1cGVASw7I/AAAAAAAAAQY/huKhc2mfjQo/s200/tumblr_l87rv0goHz1qbh58zo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525173581640811442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TK1crwy1c9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/wLKlSFTLR_4/s1600/ondine54pg2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 149px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TK1crwy1c9I/AAAAAAAAAQw/wLKlSFTLR_4/s200/ondine54pg2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525174224755717074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nesting-project.com/2010/02/more-weekend-breakfast-recipes-corn.html"&gt;YUMMMMMM!!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/durLhxdenRo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/durLhxdenRo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tytalbot.com/"&gt;www.tytalbot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-3423213912419339606?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/3423213912419339606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/3423213912419339606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-155.html' title='Day 155'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKzCgEP6SeI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/qEWPdcBtvmQ/s72-c/Photo+166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-4480094856926878307</id><published>2010-10-05T21:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T21:48:42.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 154</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKv_Q53jtMI/AAAAAAAAAQI/OyJFg-pxAO0/s1600/Photo+155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKv_Q53jtMI/AAAAAAAAAQI/OyJFg-pxAO0/s320/Photo+155.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524790033776882882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mapuche_mythology"&gt;MAPUCHE MYTHOLOGY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BJbX5o2gqhM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BJbX5o2gqhM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-4480094856926878307?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4480094856926878307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4480094856926878307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-154.html' title='Day 154'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKv_Q53jtMI/AAAAAAAAAQI/OyJFg-pxAO0/s72-c/Photo+155.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-4211039483706079213</id><published>2010-10-04T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T00:13:34.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 153</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKrPtkZay7I/AAAAAAAAAQA/AtuM6Aj-qSU/s1600/Photo+150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKrPtkZay7I/AAAAAAAAAQA/AtuM6Aj-qSU/s320/Photo+150.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524456274694687666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/30337386"&gt;no more hair washing for me!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.history.com/shows/life-after-people"&gt;Am I a misanthrope?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-4211039483706079213?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4211039483706079213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4211039483706079213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-153.html' title='Day 153'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKrPtkZay7I/AAAAAAAAAQA/AtuM6Aj-qSU/s72-c/Photo+150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-3892788386260437857</id><published>2010-10-03T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T16:01:11.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 152</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKkKt7Lww4I/AAAAAAAAAPs/Z3XcO0XuEM4/s1600/Photo+156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKkKt7Lww4I/AAAAAAAAAPs/Z3XcO0XuEM4/s320/Photo+156.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523958202044040066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt; - Deep Purple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Old Men Admiring Themselves In The Water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard the old, old men say,&lt;br /&gt;'Everything alters,&lt;br /&gt;And one by one we drop away.'&lt;br /&gt;They had hands like claws, and their knees&lt;br /&gt;Were twisted like the old thorn-trees&lt;br /&gt;By the waters.&lt;br /&gt;'All that's beautiful drifts away&lt;br /&gt;Like the waters.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-William Butler Yeats&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-3892788386260437857?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/3892788386260437857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/3892788386260437857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-152.html' title='Day 152'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKkKt7Lww4I/AAAAAAAAAPs/Z3XcO0XuEM4/s72-c/Photo+156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-7821133571418866242</id><published>2010-10-01T15:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T15:58:21.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 150</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKeQ0TaP5KI/AAAAAAAAAPk/3OlkxIhQHUA/s1600/Photo+153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKeQ0TaP5KI/AAAAAAAAAPk/3OlkxIhQHUA/s320/Photo+153.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523542696231167138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/va1t6a0zCkQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/va1t6a0zCkQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pasties and a G-String&lt;/span&gt; - Tom Waits&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-7821133571418866242?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/7821133571418866242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/7821133571418866242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-150.html' title='Day 150'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKeQ0TaP5KI/AAAAAAAAAPk/3OlkxIhQHUA/s72-c/Photo+153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-2850589606742765597</id><published>2010-10-01T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T15:20:25.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 149</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKXcynUL35I/AAAAAAAAAPc/L7EqNOO_xC8/s1600/Photo+163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKXcynUL35I/AAAAAAAAAPc/L7EqNOO_xC8/s320/Photo+163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523063280144998290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Welcome Home&lt;/span&gt; - Radical Face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="240" width="460"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JQHiTNUi-L0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JQHiTNUi-L0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="240" width="460"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-2850589606742765597?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2850589606742765597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2850589606742765597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-149.html' title='Day 149'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKXcynUL35I/AAAAAAAAAPc/L7EqNOO_xC8/s72-c/Photo+163.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-6822172572190250449</id><published>2010-09-29T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T16:21:23.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 147</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKPJevYkjVI/AAAAAAAAAPU/MSR7TLLwpCQ/s1600/Photo+149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKPJevYkjVI/AAAAAAAAAPU/MSR7TLLwpCQ/s320/Photo+149.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522479098039143762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.folkalley.com/music/listen/"&gt;FOLK ALLEY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="360" height="288"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/27LLPANAgzw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/27LLPANAgzw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="360" height="288"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;God's Away On Business&lt;/span&gt; - Tom Waits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nocturnalfestival.com/"&gt;NOCTURNAL FESTIVAL&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-6822172572190250449?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/6822172572190250449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/6822172572190250449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-147.html' title='Day 147'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKPJevYkjVI/AAAAAAAAAPU/MSR7TLLwpCQ/s72-c/Photo+149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-4210704525677818259</id><published>2010-09-28T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T16:26:18.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 146</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKJZgti3FLI/AAAAAAAAAOs/zbtQDNAVES4/s1600/Photo+145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKJZgti3FLI/AAAAAAAAAOs/zbtQDNAVES4/s320/Photo+145.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522074511626146994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining, a lot. Feels like a flood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wwoof.org/"&gt;World Wide Opportunities on Organic Farms&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="208"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wE1YxzF0SzA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wE1YxzF0SzA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="208"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-4210704525677818259?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4210704525677818259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4210704525677818259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-146.html' title='Day 146'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKJZgti3FLI/AAAAAAAAAOs/zbtQDNAVES4/s72-c/Photo+145.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-911542534141455608</id><published>2010-09-28T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T14:17:55.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 145</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKJXFCU7I2I/AAAAAAAAAOc/JqP-fGhawUI/s1600/Photo+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKJXFCU7I2I/AAAAAAAAAOc/JqP-fGhawUI/s320/Photo+151.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522071837145244514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yummysupper.blogspot.com/2010/02/pear-tart-tatin.html"&gt;mmmm pear tart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKJa_Z395UI/AAAAAAAAAO8/T9jPS7x2LgQ/s1600/IMG_8485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKJa_Z395UI/AAAAAAAAAO8/T9jPS7x2LgQ/s200/IMG_8485.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522076138433537346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ehow.com/how_2067087_play-muggle-quidditch.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MUGGLE QUIDDITCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Help Me With My Blood Count&lt;/span&gt; - The Giraffes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-911542534141455608?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/911542534141455608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/911542534141455608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-145.html' title='Day 145'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TKJXFCU7I2I/AAAAAAAAAOc/JqP-fGhawUI/s72-c/Photo+151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-2973178792340081735</id><published>2010-09-26T12:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T16:24:42.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 144</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TJ-cO03ERnI/AAAAAAAAAOU/esPtxBXoKF4/s1600/Photo+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TJ-cO03ERnI/AAAAAAAAAOU/esPtxBXoKF4/s320/Photo+146.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521303446701229682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="360" height="288"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WN256Adtrlc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WN256Adtrlc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="288"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_Bukowski"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CHARLES BUKOWSKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="360" height="288"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-46QX3xkgSE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-46QX3xkgSE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="360" height="288"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-2973178792340081735?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2973178792340081735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2973178792340081735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-144.html' title='Day 144'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TJ-cO03ERnI/AAAAAAAAAOU/esPtxBXoKF4/s72-c/Photo+146.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-7939033122951596493</id><published>2010-09-26T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T16:27:50.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 143</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TJ8MI9wSPzI/AAAAAAAAANk/7bsCnQZMbz8/s1600/Photo+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TJ8MI9wSPzI/AAAAAAAAANk/7bsCnQZMbz8/s320/Photo+141.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521145016335089458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wc9qJS-GG-c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wc9qJS-GG-c?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TJ8OJeLy8AI/AAAAAAAAAOM/gWaTb1-llMk/s1600/3248365042_69242579cb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TJ8OJeLy8AI/AAAAAAAAAOM/gWaTb1-llMk/s320/3248365042_69242579cb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521147224063668226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-7939033122951596493?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/7939033122951596493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/7939033122951596493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-143.html' title='Day 143'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TJ8MI9wSPzI/AAAAAAAAANk/7bsCnQZMbz8/s72-c/Photo+141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-3385665293709750420</id><published>2010-09-24T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T17:47:14.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 142 (oh dear.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TJ1ChjkldqI/AAAAAAAAAM0/FhTp59LDBUQ/s1600/Photo+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TJ1ChjkldqI/AAAAAAAAAM0/FhTp59LDBUQ/s320/Photo+144.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520641862477903522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transatlantique - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Beruit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Bang - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Aesop Rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TJ1GYquMcJI/AAAAAAAAANc/KWOn8_y8Z0A/s1600/33ne1xj_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 166px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TJ1GYquMcJI/AAAAAAAAANc/KWOn8_y8Z0A/s200/33ne1xj_large.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520646107824943250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-3385665293709750420?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/3385665293709750420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/3385665293709750420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-142-oh-dear.html' title='Day 142 (oh dear.)'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TJ1ChjkldqI/AAAAAAAAAM0/FhTp59LDBUQ/s72-c/Photo+144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-8514776652887367939</id><published>2010-08-22T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T00:30:46.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 109</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/THIjaVqmdXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/KlKPFYD8poo/s1600/Photo+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/THIjaVqmdXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/KlKPFYD8poo/s320/Photo+142.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508504229626934642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embrace apanthropinization?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Some nights you will lay awake and feel the weight of everything you have lost. Let it pass, my love, and breathe in the light when morning comes."&lt;/span&gt; ~adviceforallmychildren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Rain Song&lt;/span&gt; - Led Zeppelin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-8514776652887367939?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/8514776652887367939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/8514776652887367939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-109.html' title='Day 109'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/THIjaVqmdXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/KlKPFYD8poo/s72-c/Photo+142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-30465427026412939</id><published>2010-08-21T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T13:41:44.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 108</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/THA6BDSXByI/AAAAAAAAAL4/p8k_ETwmKOA/s1600/Photo+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/THA6BDSXByI/AAAAAAAAAL4/p8k_ETwmKOA/s320/Photo+140.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507966134010709794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anywhere more wonderful than a library? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"When a girl feels that she's perfectly groomed and dressed she can forget that part of her. That's charm. The more parts of yourself you can afford to forget the more charm you have."&lt;/span&gt; ~F. Scott Fitzgerald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Electric Princess&lt;/span&gt; - Jennifer Gentle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-30465427026412939?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/30465427026412939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/30465427026412939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-108.html' title='Day 108'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/THA6BDSXByI/AAAAAAAAAL4/p8k_ETwmKOA/s72-c/Photo+140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-3167628287695375456</id><published>2010-08-21T09:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T09:38:11.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 107 (Friday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/THAAaTIimJI/AAAAAAAAALw/zyYHm_3GHl8/s1600/Photo+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/THAAaTIimJI/AAAAAAAAALw/zyYHm_3GHl8/s320/Photo+139.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507902796086810770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the funniest movie you've seen lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;“What she said: “Well, I’m going to get back to the booth with Naomi and Ted. They probably think I fell down a ditch. But you should come over and hang with us. It was nice to have a chat before one of us got drunk. Or both of us.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What she resigned herself to: You know, this was not the conversation I was hoping we’d have. You didn’t tell me anything meaningful about yourself, and you didn’t ask me a single question. Our sentences seemed forced and innocuous, and now I feel weird and aggressive and uncomfortably sober. It’s actually kind of impossible to talk to you when we’re both not intoxicated, which is undoubtedly why I just said the exact opposite. Sometimes I say the reverse of what I feel, and I don’t know why. But still… I like you, man. How obvious do I have to be about this? I will give you two hundred chances to be interesting. All you have to do is try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What he said: “It was. A rare pleasure, I suppose. At least for people like us.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What he meant: This woman makes me nervous, and I suspect she might be making fun of me. But I wonder what it would be like to have sex with her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What she said: “Check you later, Famous Mr. Bison Man.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What she meant: Sometimes I can be snotty. You love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What he said: “Whatever.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What he meant: What can I do to make you like me?"&lt;/span&gt; ~Chuck Klosterman &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Have A Cigar&lt;/span&gt; - Pink Floyd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-3167628287695375456?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/3167628287695375456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/3167628287695375456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-107-friday.html' title='Day 107 (Friday)'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/THAAaTIimJI/AAAAAAAAALw/zyYHm_3GHl8/s72-c/Photo+139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-6992885583888173646</id><published>2010-08-19T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T16:12:52.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 106</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TG25Zt-yUrI/AAAAAAAAALk/2CdellF0ML8/s1600/Photo+135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TG25Zt-yUrI/AAAAAAAAALk/2CdellF0ML8/s320/Photo+135.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507261770834793138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you get more sleep, why are you more tired? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"When you're done with something, blow it up."&lt;/span&gt; ~Brothers Bloom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Star Mile&lt;/span&gt; - Joshua Radin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-6992885583888173646?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/6992885583888173646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/6992885583888173646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-106.html' title='Day 106'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TG25Zt-yUrI/AAAAAAAAALk/2CdellF0ML8/s72-c/Photo+135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-2320664158937910831</id><published>2010-08-16T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T12:37:46.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 103</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TGmTUBoNBGI/AAAAAAAAALc/_vpNzI-ZHns/s1600/Photo+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TGmTUBoNBGI/AAAAAAAAALc/_vpNzI-ZHns/s320/Photo+136.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506093991680869474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regular or menthol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"We like to hide in our rooms and let the quietness of being alone eat us. We are safe. We are untouched. It’s almost like we’re invincible."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ~?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Scarlet Begonias&lt;/span&gt; - Sublime&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-2320664158937910831?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2320664158937910831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2320664158937910831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-103.html' title='Day 103'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TGmTUBoNBGI/AAAAAAAAALc/_vpNzI-ZHns/s72-c/Photo+136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-7707975861237529857</id><published>2010-08-16T12:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T12:29:23.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 102 (sunday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TGmQ_8wK1vI/AAAAAAAAALU/uf2OIR6su34/s1600/Photo+137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TGmQ_8wK1vI/AAAAAAAAALU/uf2OIR6su34/s320/Photo+137.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506091447751464690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you lie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?"&lt;/span&gt; ~Mary Wilder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Writing On The Walls&lt;/span&gt; - Underoath&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-7707975861237529857?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/7707975861237529857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/7707975861237529857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-102-sunday.html' title='Day 102 (sunday)'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TGmQ_8wK1vI/AAAAAAAAALU/uf2OIR6su34/s72-c/Photo+137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-4025232017347942160</id><published>2010-08-14T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T20:24:24.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TGdd4hVjqDI/AAAAAAAAALM/taniJ3eNOmE/s1600/Photo+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TGdd4hVjqDI/AAAAAAAAALM/taniJ3eNOmE/s320/Photo+131.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505472295086565426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever get tired of questioning everything and think "can't I just experience and not probe?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"You don’t let people in. It’s hard for you and once you do you don’t want to let them go and when they fuck up you’re like “Why did you do that to me? I gave you my feelings. I did everything for you, and you screwed me over."&lt;/span&gt; ~Audrina Patridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pretty Vacant&lt;/span&gt; - Sex Pistols&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-4025232017347942160?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4025232017347942160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4025232017347942160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-101.html' title='Day 101'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TGdd4hVjqDI/AAAAAAAAALM/taniJ3eNOmE/s72-c/Photo+131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-2786056760534108086</id><published>2010-08-14T20:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T20:16:15.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 100 (Friday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TGdboKjS6zI/AAAAAAAAALE/ZqZFE2NijPI/s1600/Photo+130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TGdboKjS6zI/AAAAAAAAALE/ZqZFE2NijPI/s320/Photo+130.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505469815069010738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my room feels like home, does yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"We laugh and laugh, and nothing can ever be sad, no one can be lost, or dead, or far away: right now we are here, and nothing can mar our perfection, or steal the joy of this perfect moment."&lt;/span&gt; ~Audrey Niffenegger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Allergic (To Thoughts Of Mother Earth)&lt;/span&gt; - Placebo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-2786056760534108086?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2786056760534108086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2786056760534108086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-100-friday.html' title='Day 100 (Friday)'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TGdboKjS6zI/AAAAAAAAALE/ZqZFE2NijPI/s72-c/Photo+130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-7436987625434594040</id><published>2010-08-12T20:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T20:30:37.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 99</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TGS6kUhS6XI/AAAAAAAAAK8/9kT5SQZX6l8/s1600/Photo+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TGS6kUhS6XI/AAAAAAAAAK8/9kT5SQZX6l8/s320/Photo+129.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504729777700006258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you died right now, how would you feel about your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"These are beautifully tear jerking times and this rain smells of memories."&lt;/span&gt; ~Know Hope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Shadow Of The Sun&lt;/span&gt; - Audioslave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-7436987625434594040?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/7436987625434594040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/7436987625434594040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-99.html' title='Day 99'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TGS6kUhS6XI/AAAAAAAAAK8/9kT5SQZX6l8/s72-c/Photo+129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-1678698507197093147</id><published>2010-08-11T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T16:15:34.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 98</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TGMrg7kmE4I/AAAAAAAAAK0/VgOrZdIrfUs/s1600/Photo+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TGMrg7kmE4I/AAAAAAAAAK0/VgOrZdIrfUs/s320/Photo+127.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504291014323868546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever willingly disappear from everything and everyone you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Sometimes we get lost in love and forget why we love each other."&lt;/span&gt; ~?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;French Disco&lt;/span&gt; - Stereolab&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-1678698507197093147?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/1678698507197093147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/1678698507197093147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-98.html' title='Day 98'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TGMrg7kmE4I/AAAAAAAAAK0/VgOrZdIrfUs/s72-c/Photo+127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-2710351536972731308</id><published>2010-08-11T15:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T16:08:31.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 97 (Tuesday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TGMrZUQWpjI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hZAQT5LmAwU/s1600/Photo+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TGMrZUQWpjI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hZAQT5LmAwU/s320/Photo+132.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504290883510904370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How badly do you want to push the red button?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"I'm always anxious thinking I'm not living my life to the fullest."&lt;/span&gt; ~Clementine (Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Parallel Universe&lt;/span&gt; - Red Hot Chillie Peppers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-2710351536972731308?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2710351536972731308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2710351536972731308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-97-tuesday.html' title='Day 97 (Tuesday)'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TGMrZUQWpjI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hZAQT5LmAwU/s72-c/Photo+132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-7234846127129667929</id><published>2010-08-11T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T16:06:21.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 96 (Monday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TGMqRFo2FXI/AAAAAAAAAKk/LQnGB2YayDI/s1600/Photo+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TGMqRFo2FXI/AAAAAAAAAKk/LQnGB2YayDI/s320/Photo+128.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504289642636514674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your greatest ambition (the one you don't tell anyone)? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"I don’t go tanning anymore because Obama put a 10 percent tax on tanning. [Sen. John] McCain would never put a 10 percent tax on tanning. Because he’s pale and would probably want to be tan... Obama doesn’t have that problem. Obviously."&lt;/span&gt; ~Nicole "Snooki" Polizzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Too Fake&lt;/span&gt; - Hockey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-7234846127129667929?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/7234846127129667929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/7234846127129667929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-96-monday.html' title='Day 96 (Monday)'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TGMqRFo2FXI/AAAAAAAAAKk/LQnGB2YayDI/s72-c/Photo+128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-8812535025062808418</id><published>2010-08-08T21:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T15:53:45.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 95</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TF-EOCubNrI/AAAAAAAAAKc/vsIkCQ7S_Uc/s1600/Photo+125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TF-EOCubNrI/AAAAAAAAAKc/vsIkCQ7S_Uc/s320/Photo+125.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503262646454662834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a roulette wheel, would you take me for a spin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"You'll never be a vegetable, even artichokes have hearts."&lt;/span&gt; ~Amélie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dead Sound&lt;/span&gt; - The Raveonettes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-8812535025062808418?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/8812535025062808418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/8812535025062808418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-95-sunday.html' title='Day 95'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TF-EOCubNrI/AAAAAAAAAKc/vsIkCQ7S_Uc/s72-c/Photo+125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-6425593482198541999</id><published>2010-08-07T15:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T16:01:25.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 94</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TF3kueg3V4I/AAAAAAAAAKU/4uptEUrKEEw/s1600/Photo+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TF3kueg3V4I/AAAAAAAAAKU/4uptEUrKEEw/s320/Photo+124.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502805806832637826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Aunt Sponge: I look and smell, I do declare, as lovely as a rose. Just feast your eyes upon my face, observe my shapely nose. Behold my heavenly silky locks, and if I take off both my socks, you'll see my dainty toes. &lt;br /&gt;Aunt Spiker: But don't forget, my dearest Sponge, how much your tummy shows!"&lt;/span&gt; ~James and the Giant Peach (movie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Big Balls&lt;/span&gt; - ACDC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-6425593482198541999?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/6425593482198541999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/6425593482198541999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-94.html' title='Day 94'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TF3kueg3V4I/AAAAAAAAAKU/4uptEUrKEEw/s72-c/Photo+124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-8066449234492459402</id><published>2010-08-06T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T15:39:43.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 93</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TFyOcPwKjUI/AAAAAAAAAKM/-w0MARAKf1w/s1600/Photo+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TFyOcPwKjUI/AAAAAAAAAKM/-w0MARAKf1w/s320/Photo+123.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502429460655934786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are stereotypes useful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Cats were put into the world to disprove the dogma that all things were created to serve man."&lt;/span&gt; ~Paul Gray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Cradle Will Rock&lt;/span&gt; - Van Halen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-8066449234492459402?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/8066449234492459402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/8066449234492459402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-93.html' title='Day 93'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TFyOcPwKjUI/AAAAAAAAAKM/-w0MARAKf1w/s72-c/Photo+123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-2889478090012617240</id><published>2010-08-06T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T15:34:42.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 92(thursday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TFyMk7HptOI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_IzxUMt1uvE/s1600/Photo+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TFyMk7HptOI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_IzxUMt1uvE/s320/Photo+119.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502427410712868066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your favorite spot in the whole wide world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"You’re nobody til somebody kills you."&lt;/span&gt; ~Notorious B.I.G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who Killed Mr. Moonlight&lt;/span&gt; - Bauhaus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-2889478090012617240?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2889478090012617240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2889478090012617240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-92thursday.html' title='Day 92(thursday)'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TFyMk7HptOI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_IzxUMt1uvE/s72-c/Photo+119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-6926568644524471212</id><published>2010-07-28T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T14:59:40.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 84</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TFCnqTZNDjI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/_uHsDbZZatY/s1600/Photo+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TFCnqTZNDjI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/_uHsDbZZatY/s320/Photo+121.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499079490221706802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people ask "what kind of music do you listen to?" why is "I listen to all kinds of music" a bad answer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Society invents a spurious convoluted logic tae absorb and change people whae's behaviour is outside its mainstream. Suppose that ah ken aw the pros and cons, know that ah'm gaunnae huv a short life, am ay sound mind etcetera, etcetera, but still want tae use smack? They won't let ye dae it. They won't let ye dae it, beacuse its seen as a sign ay thir ain failure. The fact that ye jist simply choose tae reject whit they huv to offer. Choose us. Choose life. Choose mortgage payments; choose washing machines; choose cars; choose sitting oan a couch watching mind-numbing and spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fuckin junk food intae yir mouth. Choose rotting away, pishing and shiteing yersel in a home, a total fuckin embarrassment tae the selfish, fucked-up brats ye've spawned to replace yourself. Choose life.&lt;br /&gt;Well, ah choose no tae choose life. If the cunts cannae handle that, it's thair fuck"&lt;/span&gt; ~Irvine Welsh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Where Do My Bluebirds Fly&lt;/span&gt; - The Tallest Man On Earth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-6926568644524471212?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/6926568644524471212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/6926568644524471212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-84.html' title='Day 84'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TFCnqTZNDjI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/_uHsDbZZatY/s72-c/Photo+121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-5268953463894641792</id><published>2010-07-28T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T14:28:05.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 83 (Tuesday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TFCfcsE1KuI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/N2uJyIhi_MU/s1600/Photo+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TFCfcsE1KuI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/N2uJyIhi_MU/s320/Photo+116.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499070460235950818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the spirit of new apartments, how do you react to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Mufasa: Everything the light touches is our kingdom. A king's time as ruler rises and falls like the sun. One day, the sun will set on my time here and will rise with you as the new king.&lt;br /&gt;Simba: And this'll all be mine?&lt;br /&gt;Mufasa: Everything."&lt;/span&gt; ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Turn Off This Song and Go Outside&lt;/span&gt; - The Lonely Forest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-5268953463894641792?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/5268953463894641792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/5268953463894641792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-83-tuesday.html' title='Day 83 (Tuesday)'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TFCfcsE1KuI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/N2uJyIhi_MU/s72-c/Photo+116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-4197009719476351721</id><published>2010-07-28T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T14:20:03.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 82 (Monday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TFCe_NogN9I/AAAAAAAAAJs/NFkRfRju1Wk/s1600/Photo+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TFCe_NogN9I/AAAAAAAAAJs/NFkRfRju1Wk/s320/Photo+113.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499069953847867346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel about chaos? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Do whatever you want, who gives a shit? Rob a bank, stop eating; go out and change the world or burn your house to the ground. Throw your hands in the air because you just do not care! For god’s sake, breathe that fucking air and live your life."&lt;/span&gt; ~Chuck Palahniuk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Freeze&lt;/span&gt; - Aesop Rock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-4197009719476351721?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4197009719476351721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4197009719476351721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-82-monday.html' title='Day 82 (Monday)'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TFCe_NogN9I/AAAAAAAAAJs/NFkRfRju1Wk/s72-c/Photo+113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-2795862550061378400</id><published>2010-07-25T16:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T16:20:14.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 81</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TEzEv5PVJbI/AAAAAAAAAJc/96Vw6BKLpWI/s1600/Photo+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TEzEv5PVJbI/AAAAAAAAAJc/96Vw6BKLpWI/s320/Photo+118.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497985572210550194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the music you grew up with end up defining you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"In an effort to get people to look into each others eyes more, the government has decided to allot each person exactly one hundred and sixty-seven words per day. When the phone rings, I put it to my ear without saying hello. In the restaurant, I point at chicken noodle soup. I am adjusting well to the new way. Late at night, I call my long-distance lover and proudly say: I only used fifty-nine words today, I saved the rest for you. When she doesn't respond, I know shes used up all her words, so I slowly whisper "I love you" thirty-two and a third times. After that, we just sit on the line and listen to each other breath."&lt;/span&gt; ~Jeffrey McDaniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Shhh! If Your Quiet I'll Show You A Dinosaur.&lt;/span&gt; - The Fall of Troy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-2795862550061378400?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2795862550061378400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2795862550061378400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-81.html' title='Day 81'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TEzEv5PVJbI/AAAAAAAAAJc/96Vw6BKLpWI/s72-c/Photo+118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-168779508153681555</id><published>2010-07-25T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T14:19:32.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 80 (Saturday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TFCe0ZJ0OjI/AAAAAAAAAJk/x9GDewYzoaw/s1600/38207_1306437672713_1583670078_30698167_1418952_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TFCe0ZJ0OjI/AAAAAAAAAJk/x9GDewYzoaw/s320/38207_1306437672713_1583670078_30698167_1418952_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499069767961819698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a phobia, and if so what is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Rise free from care before the dawn, and seek adventures."&lt;/span&gt; ~Henry David Thoreau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;It Wasn't Me&lt;/span&gt; - Shaggy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-168779508153681555?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/168779508153681555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/168779508153681555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-80-saturday.html' title='Day 80 (Saturday)'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TFCe0ZJ0OjI/AAAAAAAAAJk/x9GDewYzoaw/s72-c/38207_1306437672713_1583670078_30698167_1418952_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-2463889482045670671</id><published>2010-07-25T00:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T00:28:47.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 79 (Friday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TEvmYuAb08I/AAAAAAAAAJE/D8OMRHrm-nI/s1600/Photo+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TEvmYuAb08I/AAAAAAAAAJE/D8OMRHrm-nI/s320/Photo+117.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497741082476925890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color is your hair today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"I am poppies in the field, red and cold. I am sleeping alone and I am light, I am light, I am light."&lt;/span&gt; ~I have not idea (somebody please tell me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Piano Concerto No. 21, "Elvira Madigan"&lt;/span&gt; - Russian National Cinema Symphony Orchestra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-2463889482045670671?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2463889482045670671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2463889482045670671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-79-friday.html' title='Day 79 (Friday)'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TEvmYuAb08I/AAAAAAAAAJE/D8OMRHrm-nI/s72-c/Photo+117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-999102177119790265</id><published>2010-07-22T15:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T00:37:20.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 79</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TEvpdDRXncI/AAAAAAAAAJU/J2jbsR0xU3E/s1600/DSC_0664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TEvpdDRXncI/AAAAAAAAAJU/J2jbsR0xU3E/s320/DSC_0664.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497744455439457730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could have any hair you want (even changing your genetics) what hair would you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Its a metaphor."&lt;/span&gt; ~Remember Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dynomite&lt;/span&gt; - Taio Cruz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-999102177119790265?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/999102177119790265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/999102177119790265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-79.html' title='Day 79'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TEvpdDRXncI/AAAAAAAAAJU/J2jbsR0xU3E/s72-c/DSC_0664.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-1453778505084086717</id><published>2010-07-21T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:11:58.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 78</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TEfROIzR1fI/AAAAAAAAAI0/oyx_OVXda3o/s1600/Photo+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TEfROIzR1fI/AAAAAAAAAI0/oyx_OVXda3o/s320/Photo+112.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496591911039915506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it considered strange/unusual/unhealthy to only bond with animals? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"I often think of that rare fulfilling joy when I am in the presence of some wonderful alignment of events. Where the light, the color, the shapes and the balance all interlock so beautifully that I feel truly overwhelmed by the wonder of it."&lt;/span&gt; ~Charlie White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Each Coming Night&lt;/span&gt; - Iron and Wine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-1453778505084086717?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/1453778505084086717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/1453778505084086717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-78.html' title='Day 78'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TEfROIzR1fI/AAAAAAAAAI0/oyx_OVXda3o/s72-c/Photo+112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-3931557458127694320</id><published>2010-07-20T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T20:39:58.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 77</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TEZq8EYAiHI/AAAAAAAAAIs/O1OTHs4ZVeg/s1600/Photo+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TEZq8EYAiHI/AAAAAAAAAIs/O1OTHs4ZVeg/s320/Photo+111.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496197975451404402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you swam this summer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Run baby run, don't ever look back, they'll tear us apart if you give them the chance."&lt;/span&gt; ~We the Kings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rehab Center for Fictional Characters&lt;/span&gt; - Bo Burnham&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-3931557458127694320?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/3931557458127694320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/3931557458127694320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-77.html' title='Day 77'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TEZq8EYAiHI/AAAAAAAAAIs/O1OTHs4ZVeg/s72-c/Photo+111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-4525171044703994372</id><published>2010-07-20T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T20:34:53.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 76 (Monday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TEZndan-5nI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rT5z0lGYJYQ/s1600/Photo+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TEZndan-5nI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rT5z0lGYJYQ/s320/Photo+108.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496194150313158258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you sleep at a time like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"There are wild beasts everywhere in the silent darkness."&lt;/span&gt; ~Ingmar Bergman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Platform Nine-And-Three-Quarters/The Journey to Hogwarts&lt;/span&gt; - John Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-4525171044703994372?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4525171044703994372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4525171044703994372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-76-monday.html' title='Day 76 (Monday)'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TEZndan-5nI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rT5z0lGYJYQ/s72-c/Photo+108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-8976253123502515123</id><published>2010-07-18T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T20:17:27.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 75</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TEPBRho4_AI/AAAAAAAAAIc/FTDTBPe35S0/s1600/Photo+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TEPBRho4_AI/AAAAAAAAAIc/FTDTBPe35S0/s320/Photo+110.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495448477153950722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your definition of a sister?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"I am the heart that you call home. And I've written pages upon pages trying to rid you from my bones."&lt;/span&gt; ~The Decemberists  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;One Angry Dwarf And 200 Solemn Faces&lt;/span&gt; - Ben Folds&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-8976253123502515123?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/8976253123502515123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/8976253123502515123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-75.html' title='Day 75'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TEPBRho4_AI/AAAAAAAAAIc/FTDTBPe35S0/s72-c/Photo+110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-5711526485642589351</id><published>2010-07-17T21:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T22:01:42.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 74</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TEKHxdKp77I/AAAAAAAAAIU/Ieh31WfJSy8/s1600/Photo+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TEKHxdKp77I/AAAAAAAAAIU/Ieh31WfJSy8/s320/Photo+107.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495103779058085810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much of your personal taste is dictated by your parents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Some people are okay, but mostly I just feel like poisoning everybody."&lt;/span&gt; ~Ghost World (Rebecca)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Almost Famous&lt;/span&gt; - Eminem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-5711526485642589351?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/5711526485642589351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/5711526485642589351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-74.html' title='Day 74'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TEKHxdKp77I/AAAAAAAAAIU/Ieh31WfJSy8/s72-c/Photo+107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-2111005529321897819</id><published>2010-07-17T09:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T09:26:33.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 73 (Friday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TEHXe9JdbcI/AAAAAAAAAIM/4x76IiMEusM/s1600/Photo+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TEHXe9JdbcI/AAAAAAAAAIM/4x76IiMEusM/s320/Photo+106.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494909947179003330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel about spontaneity? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Cause I'm proud of my life and the things that I have done, proud of myself and the loner I've become. You're free to whine. It will not get you far. I do just fine, my car and my guitar."&lt;/span&gt; ~Say Anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Beba&lt;/span&gt; - PANTyRAID&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-2111005529321897819?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2111005529321897819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2111005529321897819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-73-friday.html' title='Day 73 (Friday)'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TEHXe9JdbcI/AAAAAAAAAIM/4x76IiMEusM/s72-c/Photo+106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-6144619902475324318</id><published>2010-07-15T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T17:06:20.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 72</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TD-hEJwkbII/AAAAAAAAAIE/HZNmj2V0vGE/s1600/Photo+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TD-hEJwkbII/AAAAAAAAAIE/HZNmj2V0vGE/s320/Photo+109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494287163126475906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much can you tell about a person by looking at them? (If anything at all?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"A room without books is like a body without a soul."&lt;/span&gt; ~Cicero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Art of Revolution (Ghislain Poirer Remix)&lt;/span&gt; - Bassnectar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-6144619902475324318?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/6144619902475324318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/6144619902475324318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-72.html' title='Day 72'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TD-hEJwkbII/AAAAAAAAAIE/HZNmj2V0vGE/s72-c/Photo+109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-1841101214491383685</id><published>2010-07-14T21:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T21:05:15.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 71</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TD6IMJ5Yq2I/AAAAAAAAAH8/oCzpZFDozGI/s1600/Photo+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TD6IMJ5Yq2I/AAAAAAAAAH8/oCzpZFDozGI/s320/Photo+105.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493978337835002722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the question has to be, do blondes really have more fun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Don't cha wish your girlfriend was a bulimic strip show robot targeting minor audiences? Don't cha?"&lt;/span&gt; ~Bronco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Super Trooper&lt;/span&gt; - ABBA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-1841101214491383685?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/1841101214491383685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/1841101214491383685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-71.html' title='Day 71'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TD6IMJ5Yq2I/AAAAAAAAAH8/oCzpZFDozGI/s72-c/Photo+105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-7483916741055765161</id><published>2010-07-12T23:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T23:15:42.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 70</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TDwCcM8pS0I/AAAAAAAAAH0/e9OWvYJuHnY/s1600/Photo+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TDwCcM8pS0I/AAAAAAAAAH0/e9OWvYJuHnY/s320/Photo+104.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493268329020345154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you be in three places at once?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Dwight picked the wrong day to put a wooden mallard in my office."&lt;/span&gt; ~The Office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Passenger&lt;/span&gt; - Deftones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-7483916741055765161?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/7483916741055765161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/7483916741055765161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-70.html' title='Day 70'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TDwCcM8pS0I/AAAAAAAAAH0/e9OWvYJuHnY/s72-c/Photo+104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-8014616518258549098</id><published>2010-07-11T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T22:51:50.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 69</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TDqrpL-f46I/AAAAAAAAAHk/CHwlRqGP76w/s1600/Photo+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TDqrpL-f46I/AAAAAAAAAHk/CHwlRqGP76w/s320/Photo+103.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492891419609654178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you tan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Sing for your lover&lt;br /&gt;Like blood from a stone&lt;br /&gt;Sing for your lover&lt;br /&gt;Who's waiting at home&lt;br /&gt;If you sing when youre high&lt;br /&gt;And youre dry as a bone&lt;br /&gt;Then you must realise&lt;br /&gt;That you're never alone&lt;br /&gt;And you'll sing with the dead instead."&lt;/span&gt; ~Placebo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Coo Coo Bird&lt;/span&gt; - Clarence "Tom" Ashley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-8014616518258549098?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/8014616518258549098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/8014616518258549098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-69.html' title='Day 69'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TDqrpL-f46I/AAAAAAAAAHk/CHwlRqGP76w/s72-c/Photo+103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-5929522598999737647</id><published>2010-07-11T00:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T00:42:07.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 68 (Saturday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TDl07G9zIAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/DGtEdjzT7po/s1600/Photo+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TDl07G9zIAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/DGtEdjzT7po/s320/Photo+102.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492549779385950210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What is your definition of play?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not fuck, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together, in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane."&lt;/span&gt; ~John Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You Will Be A Hot Dancer&lt;/span&gt; - Incubus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-5929522598999737647?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/5929522598999737647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/5929522598999737647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-68-saturday.html' title='Day 68 (Saturday)'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TDl07G9zIAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/DGtEdjzT7po/s72-c/Photo+102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-7308155710334808220</id><published>2010-07-09T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T10:37:53.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 67 (I am such a slacker)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TDdb9ko-J_I/AAAAAAAAAHM/zIGGk3kSjGM/s1600/Photo+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TDdb9ko-J_I/AAAAAAAAAHM/zIGGk3kSjGM/s320/Photo+101.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491959383967279090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I follow this through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Beautiful, you're beautiful, as beautiful as they come. Wonderful you're wonderful, as wonderful as the sun."&lt;/span&gt; ~Smashing Pumpkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Simple Man&lt;/span&gt; - Deftones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-7308155710334808220?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/7308155710334808220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/7308155710334808220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-67-i-am-such-slacker.html' title='Day 67 (I am such a slacker)'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TDdb9ko-J_I/AAAAAAAAAHM/zIGGk3kSjGM/s72-c/Photo+101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-1910290169933346503</id><published>2010-06-29T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T10:38:59.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 57</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TDderWiwjPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/RGPkyKkR0Xc/s1600/Photo+99.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TDderWiwjPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/RGPkyKkR0Xc/s320/Photo+99.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491962369480363250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How far can a human run before it collapses? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"1. Organize before they rise!&lt;br /&gt;2. They feel no fear, why should you?&lt;br /&gt;3. Use your head: cut off theirs.&lt;br /&gt;4. Blades don't need reloading.&lt;br /&gt;5. Ideal protection = tight clothes, short hair.&lt;br /&gt;6. Get up the staircase, then destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;7. Get out of the car, get onto the bike.&lt;br /&gt;8. Keep moving, keep low, keep quiet, keep alert!&lt;br /&gt;9. No place is safe, only safer.&lt;br /&gt;10. The zombie may be gone, but the treat lives on."&lt;/span&gt; ~Max Brooks(Top 10 Lessons for Surviving a Zombie Attack)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Meds&lt;/span&gt; - Placebo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-1910290169933346503?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/1910290169933346503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/1910290169933346503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-57.html' title='Day 57'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TDderWiwjPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/RGPkyKkR0Xc/s72-c/Photo+99.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-7912350442912754104</id><published>2010-06-28T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T19:41:41.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 56</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TClc9hk8dLI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Ax-ba3y88UI/s1600/Photo+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TClc9hk8dLI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Ax-ba3y88UI/s320/Photo+100.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488019832982762674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the summer rob you of your commitment? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"I walk without flinching through the burning cathedral of the summer.  My bank of wild grass is majestic and full of music.  It is a fire that solitude presses against my lips."&lt;/span&gt; Violette Leduc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Summergirls&lt;/span&gt; - LFO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-7912350442912754104?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/7912350442912754104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/7912350442912754104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-56.html' title='Day 56'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TClc9hk8dLI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Ax-ba3y88UI/s72-c/Photo+100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-6398510086569112596</id><published>2010-06-24T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T23:35:27.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 52</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TCRMadLkLoI/AAAAAAAAAG8/NzwbheC1DEk/s1600/Photo+98.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TCRMadLkLoI/AAAAAAAAAG8/NzwbheC1DEk/s320/Photo+98.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486594263437553282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I make it a whole year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jay: "Silent Bob stole the schematics from some foolish carpenter and found a weakness just like the fucking Death Star. You knock this crossbeam out and, fuckin' bickety-bam, the whole stage comes crashing down."&lt;br /&gt;Brodie: "Well we were thinking of something simple, but hey, if you want to destroy the stage, we're all for that."&lt;/span&gt; ~Mallrats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Envelopes Another Day&lt;/span&gt; - Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-6398510086569112596?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/6398510086569112596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/6398510086569112596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-52.html' title='Day 52'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TCRMadLkLoI/AAAAAAAAAG8/NzwbheC1DEk/s72-c/Photo+98.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-7356515372305395698</id><published>2010-06-21T14:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T14:24:31.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 49</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TB_Tuq8BysI/AAAAAAAAAG0/EHJ1h4L8xKo/s1600/Photo+93.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TB_Tuq8BysI/AAAAAAAAAG0/EHJ1h4L8xKo/s320/Photo+93.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485335669914061506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does home smell like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Doug Billings:"Tracy did mention we shouldn't let him gamble. Or drink too much."&lt;br /&gt;Phil Wenneck:"Jesus, he's like a gremlin. Comes with instructions and shit."&lt;/span&gt; ~The Hangover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Norway&lt;/span&gt; - Beach House&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-7356515372305395698?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/7356515372305395698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/7356515372305395698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-49.html' title='Day 49'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TB_Tuq8BysI/AAAAAAAAAG0/EHJ1h4L8xKo/s72-c/Photo+93.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-8239627955079504751</id><published>2010-06-21T13:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T14:03:01.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 48 (Sunday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TB_SkrcLqVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lDhGpCK-vnU/s1600/Photo+92.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TB_SkrcLqVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lDhGpCK-vnU/s320/Photo+92.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485334398738606418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew Spokane had so many people in it that I've never met?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sun is shining, the weather is sweet&lt;br /&gt;Make you want to move your dancing feet.&lt;/span&gt; ~Bob Marley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wiseman&lt;/span&gt; - Slightly Stoopid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-8239627955079504751?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/8239627955079504751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/8239627955079504751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-48-sunday.html' title='Day 48 (Sunday)'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TB_SkrcLqVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lDhGpCK-vnU/s72-c/Photo+92.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-7425557162126030329</id><published>2010-06-19T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T22:24:32.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 47</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TB2lT9qo_2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/rBTNqYCuFWw/s1600/Photo+96.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TB2lT9qo_2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/rBTNqYCuFWw/s320/Photo+96.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484721683596640098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a place that looks like Spokane in the summer, but all year round?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"That merciless crowd wasn't quite the node of peace and love it's since been cracked up to be."&lt;/span&gt; ~Heathcote Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Take Pills&lt;/span&gt; - Panda Bear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-7425557162126030329?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/7425557162126030329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/7425557162126030329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-47.html' title='Day 47'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TB2lT9qo_2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/rBTNqYCuFWw/s72-c/Photo+96.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-2021991453428131756</id><published>2010-06-19T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T22:20:42.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 46 (Friday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TB2lG9bnGVI/AAAAAAAAAGc/nYRyfKjBmYk/s1600/Photo+97.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TB2lG9bnGVI/AAAAAAAAAGc/nYRyfKjBmYk/s320/Photo+97.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484721460195301714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't they have internet everywhere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Once upon a time there was a crooked tree and a straight tree, and they grew next to each other. And every day the straight tree would look at the crooked tree. He would say, "You're crooked. You've always been crooked, and you'll continue to be crooked. But look at me. Look at me," said the straight tree. He said, "I'm tall and I'm straight." And then one day, the lumberjacks came into the forest and looked around. And the manager in charge said, "Cut all the straight trees." And that crooked tree is still there to this day, growing strong and growing strange."&lt;/span&gt; ~Wristcutters (Tom Waits)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Measure&lt;/span&gt; - Field Music&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-2021991453428131756?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2021991453428131756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2021991453428131756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-46-friday.html' title='Day 46 (Friday)'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TB2lG9bnGVI/AAAAAAAAAGc/nYRyfKjBmYk/s72-c/Photo+97.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-8707802436198225051</id><published>2010-06-15T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T21:25:18.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 43</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;[technical difficulty]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel at home in your house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"January, February, March, April, May I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;June, July, August, September,October I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;November, December, you all through the winter, I'm alive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ~Stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd Walk Through Hell For You&lt;/strong&gt; - Say Anything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-8707802436198225051?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/8707802436198225051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/8707802436198225051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-43.html' title='Day 43'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-978906176522221661</id><published>2010-06-13T22:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T22:40:08.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 41</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TBW7nhGEJRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/hlz7eryHOkE/s1600/Photo+95.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TBW7nhGEJRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/hlz7eryHOkE/s320/Photo+95.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482494408966546706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many different personalities do you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Sempre imaginei que o paraiso fosse uma especie de livraria."&lt;/span&gt; ~Jorge Luis Borges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cigarette&lt;/span&gt; - Jeremy Fisher&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-978906176522221661?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/978906176522221661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/978906176522221661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-41.html' title='Day 41'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TBW7nhGEJRI/AAAAAAAAAGU/hlz7eryHOkE/s72-c/Photo+95.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-4859991971608568338</id><published>2010-06-12T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T17:48:05.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 40</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TBQpZWiqcLI/AAAAAAAAAGM/STQu6HcJFvA/s1600/Photo+94.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TBQpZWiqcLI/AAAAAAAAAGM/STQu6HcJFvA/s320/Photo+94.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482052161941172402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has music they want to share?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Soul is freedom, love is power, hope is love, dreams are revolutions."&lt;/span&gt; ~?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I Know You By Heart&lt;/span&gt; - Eva Cassidy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-4859991971608568338?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4859991971608568338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4859991971608568338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-40.html' title='Day 40'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TBQpZWiqcLI/AAAAAAAAAGM/STQu6HcJFvA/s72-c/Photo+94.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-93291562256281186</id><published>2010-06-10T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T23:48:53.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 38</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TBHb86ckaoI/AAAAAAAAAGE/4o7htfXegEM/s1600/Photo+91.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TBHb86ckaoI/AAAAAAAAAGE/4o7htfXegEM/s320/Photo+91.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481404061014321794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it there, or is it just your imagination?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;“Those with the greatest awareness have the greatest nightmares.”&lt;/span&gt; ~Mahatma Gandhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Vermilion, Pt. 2&lt;/span&gt; - Slipknot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-93291562256281186?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/93291562256281186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/93291562256281186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-38.html' title='Day 38'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TBHb86ckaoI/AAAAAAAAAGE/4o7htfXegEM/s72-c/Photo+91.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-8964002822938039804</id><published>2010-06-09T22:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T22:07:55.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 37</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TBByP0Z8q2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/1KA_UADEqWs/s1600/Photo+90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TBByP0Z8q2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/1KA_UADEqWs/s320/Photo+90.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481006362600975202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in ghosts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;“Know what else I’m gonna bring, I’m gonna bring some asian cookery to rub your head with, because right now you’ve got enough product in your hair to season a wok.”&lt;/span&gt; ~Sue Sylvester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dream A Little Dream Of Me&lt;/span&gt; - Louie Armstrong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-8964002822938039804?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/8964002822938039804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/8964002822938039804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-37.html' title='Day 37'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TBByP0Z8q2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/1KA_UADEqWs/s72-c/Photo+90.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-2053477194453543913</id><published>2010-06-08T23:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T23:18:50.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 36</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TA8wz-EsdHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/H_IpgxlhrIs/s1600/Photo+89.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TA8wz-EsdHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/H_IpgxlhrIs/s320/Photo+89.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480652940927333490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is McDonalds still allowed to sell "food" when they can't even advertise their chicken nuggets as chicken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Quand il me prend dans ses bras&lt;br /&gt;Il me parle tout bas,&lt;br /&gt;Je vois la vie en rose."&lt;/span&gt; ~La Vie en Rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;If You Were Here&lt;/span&gt; - Poe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-2053477194453543913?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2053477194453543913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2053477194453543913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-36.html' title='Day 36'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TA8wz-EsdHI/AAAAAAAAAF0/H_IpgxlhrIs/s72-c/Photo+89.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-2405948458979735490</id><published>2010-06-08T22:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T23:11:58.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 35 (Monday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TA8tWAzZwLI/AAAAAAAAAFs/V52bIzvMrfs/s1600/Photo+88.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TA8tWAzZwLI/AAAAAAAAAFs/V52bIzvMrfs/s320/Photo+88.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480649127729152178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who came up with the saying "When it rains it pours"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Andrew: So knock... knock and barter for Desert Storm trading cards.&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Don't tease me about my hobbies. I don't tease you about being an asshole”&lt;/span&gt; ~Garden State&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Coconut Juice ft Travis McCoy&lt;/span&gt; - Tyga&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-2405948458979735490?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2405948458979735490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2405948458979735490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-35-monday.html' title='Day 35 (Monday)'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TA8tWAzZwLI/AAAAAAAAAFs/V52bIzvMrfs/s72-c/Photo+88.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-3022686063586034607</id><published>2010-06-06T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T21:06:42.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 34</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TAxvaqsA06I/AAAAAAAAAFk/Fnu6-eQFmR4/s1600/Photo+86.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TAxvaqsA06I/AAAAAAAAAFk/Fnu6-eQFmR4/s320/Photo+86.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479877350529225634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many molecules can you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"What miracle is this? This giant tree. It stands ten thousand feet high but doesn't reach the ground. Still it stands. Its roots must hold the sky."&lt;/span&gt; ~Mark Z. Danielewski&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Take On Me&lt;/span&gt; - A-Ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-3022686063586034607?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/3022686063586034607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/3022686063586034607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-34.html' title='Day 34'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TAxvaqsA06I/AAAAAAAAAFk/Fnu6-eQFmR4/s72-c/Photo+86.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-8155688883373585791</id><published>2010-06-06T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T21:02:26.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 33 (Saturday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TAtJr_JYqiI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Iz9AfJFM4Q4/s1600/Photo+87.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TAtJr_JYqiI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Iz9AfJFM4Q4/s320/Photo+87.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479554391660341794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How relative is time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Dinanzi a me non fuor cose create&lt;br /&gt;Se non etterne, e io etterna duro.&lt;br /&gt;Lasciate ogni speranza, voi ch'entrate."&lt;/span&gt; ~Dante Alighieri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mr. Right&lt;/span&gt; - Mickey Avalon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-8155688883373585791?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/8155688883373585791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/8155688883373585791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-33.html' title='Day 33 (Saturday)'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TAtJr_JYqiI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Iz9AfJFM4Q4/s72-c/Photo+87.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-6402538246331645261</id><published>2010-06-04T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T20:42:56.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 32</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TAnGcoiUTDI/AAAAAAAAAFU/BFtJZNI85yg/s1600/Photo+82.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TAnGcoiUTDI/AAAAAAAAAFU/BFtJZNI85yg/s320/Photo+82.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479128616892910642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you live without the concept of money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"McKinley, there are some lower campers stuck in the obstacle course. I meant to tell you about that yesterday, but could you get to it now?" &lt;/span&gt; ~Wet Hot American Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Too Fake&lt;/span&gt; - Hockey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-6402538246331645261?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/6402538246331645261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/6402538246331645261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-32.html' title='Day 32'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TAnGcoiUTDI/AAAAAAAAAFU/BFtJZNI85yg/s72-c/Photo+82.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-4732036599381233527</id><published>2010-06-03T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T16:56:20.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 31</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TAhAZ5wzLJI/AAAAAAAAAFM/UGupDwTnDrU/s1600/Photo+84.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TAhAZ5wzLJI/AAAAAAAAAFM/UGupDwTnDrU/s320/Photo+84.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478699760442616978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the room you live in shape who you become?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Holiness is like arctic flowers: longed for yet so unexpected."&lt;/span&gt; ~?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sweetmeat&lt;/span&gt; - Pigface&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-4732036599381233527?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4732036599381233527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4732036599381233527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-31.html' title='Day 31'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TAhAZ5wzLJI/AAAAAAAAAFM/UGupDwTnDrU/s72-c/Photo+84.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-8361652046217345865</id><published>2010-06-03T16:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T16:55:49.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 30 (Wednesday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TAg_11Wv0QI/AAAAAAAAAFE/l17GKS5i4Qs/s1600/Photo+85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TAg_11Wv0QI/AAAAAAAAAFE/l17GKS5i4Qs/s320/Photo+85.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478699140784312578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old would you be if you didn't know how old you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"When mathematical propositions refer to reality they are not certain; when they are certain, they do not refer to reality."&lt;/span&gt; ~Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Brickhouse 2003&lt;/span&gt; - Rob Zombie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-8361652046217345865?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/8361652046217345865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/8361652046217345865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-30-wednesday.html' title='Day 30 (Wednesday)'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TAg_11Wv0QI/AAAAAAAAAFE/l17GKS5i4Qs/s72-c/Photo+85.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-7727358509520134339</id><published>2010-06-01T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T13:35:38.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 29</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TAVtpwq0XnI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nkcRvK4Wksg/s1600/Photo+78.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TAVtpwq0XnI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nkcRvK4Wksg/s320/Photo+78.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477905085972635250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do I find a place to live that is a 24/7 festival?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul."&lt;/span&gt; ~Judy Garland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tomato Soup&lt;/span&gt; - The Lonely Forest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-7727358509520134339?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/7727358509520134339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/7727358509520134339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-29.html' title='Day 29'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TAVtpwq0XnI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nkcRvK4Wksg/s72-c/Photo+78.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-933824688539988234</id><published>2010-06-01T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T13:27:53.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 28 (Monday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[technical difficulty]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How amazing is Sasquatch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"When you punish a person for dreaming his dream&lt;br /&gt;Don't expect him to thank or forgive you."&lt;/span&gt; ~John Darnielle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Funeral&lt;/span&gt; - Band of Horses&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-933824688539988234?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/933824688539988234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/933824688539988234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-28-monday.html' title='Day 28 (Monday)'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-3273181047350161726</id><published>2010-06-01T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T15:39:26.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 27 (Sunday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TAWMGPHFIvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/mac0rHQcQ5g/s1600/30817_10150203550680331_794150330_12826015_3552556_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TAWMGPHFIvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/mac0rHQcQ5g/s320/30817_10150203550680331_794150330_12826015_3552556_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477938560529408754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How amazing is Sasquatch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;YACHT is not a cult.&lt;/span&gt; ~YACHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Heart Skipped A Beat&lt;/span&gt; - The XX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-3273181047350161726?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/3273181047350161726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/3273181047350161726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-27-sunday.html' title='Day 27 (Sunday)'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TAWMGPHFIvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/mac0rHQcQ5g/s72-c/30817_10150203550680331_794150330_12826015_3552556_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-4847690961749889944</id><published>2010-05-29T03:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T03:46:00.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 26</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TADthGz_K_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/JEfMjgU8Bb0/s1600/Photo+81.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TADthGz_K_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/JEfMjgU8Bb0/s320/Photo+81.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476638299902651378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is on my face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Spoon the sauce over the ice cream. It will harden. This is what you have been working for."&lt;/span&gt; ~Nicholson Baker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Get a Light (ft. Damian Marley)&lt;/span&gt; - Snoop Dogg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-4847690961749889944?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4847690961749889944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4847690961749889944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-26.html' title='Day 26'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TADthGz_K_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/JEfMjgU8Bb0/s72-c/Photo+81.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-3254445743151260362</id><published>2010-05-28T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T13:31:10.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 25</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TAAmYCX0HQI/AAAAAAAAAEk/4KsqlmRklC4/s1600/Photo+79.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TAAmYCX0HQI/AAAAAAAAAEk/4KsqlmRklC4/s320/Photo+79.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476419341277994242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the weather going to be nice and give Sasquatch sun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;This is the female form;  &lt;br /&gt;A divine nimbus exhales from it from head to foot;  &lt;br /&gt;It attracts with fierce undeniable attraction!  &lt;br /&gt;I am drawn by its breath as if I were no more than a helpless vapor—all falls aside but myself and it;&lt;br /&gt;Books, art, religion, time, the visible and solid earth, the atmosphere and the clouds, and what was expected of heaven or fear’d of hell, are now consumed;  &lt;br /&gt;Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play out of it—the response likewise ungovernable;  &lt;br /&gt;Hair, bosom, hips, bend of legs, negligent falling hands, all diffused—mine too diffused;  &lt;br /&gt;Ebb stung by the flow, and flow stung by the ebb—love-flesh swelling and deliciously aching&lt;/span&gt; ~Walt Whitman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;We Sing In Time&lt;/span&gt; - The Lonely Forest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-3254445743151260362?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/3254445743151260362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/3254445743151260362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-25.html' title='Day 25'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/TAAmYCX0HQI/AAAAAAAAAEk/4KsqlmRklC4/s72-c/Photo+79.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-7122544829878885197</id><published>2010-05-27T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T18:46:08.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 24</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/S_8ftNKaxwI/AAAAAAAAAEc/oFTT3egBIH0/s1600/Photo+77.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/S_8ftNKaxwI/AAAAAAAAAEc/oFTT3egBIH0/s320/Photo+77.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476130533393745666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's excited for Sasquatch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At the beep, please leave your name, number, and a brief justification for the ontological necessity of modern man's existential dilemma, and we'll get back to you."&lt;/span&gt; ~Reality Bites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stray Dog And The Chocolate Shake&lt;/span&gt; - Grandaddy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-7122544829878885197?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/7122544829878885197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/7122544829878885197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-24.html' title='Day 24'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/S_8ftNKaxwI/AAAAAAAAAEc/oFTT3egBIH0/s72-c/Photo+77.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-4291347407763320198</id><published>2010-05-25T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T11:07:44.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 23</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/S_wPPCkHK8I/AAAAAAAAAEU/VhmI8_5wTSo/s1600/Photo+75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/S_wPPCkHK8I/AAAAAAAAAEU/VhmI8_5wTSo/s320/Photo+75.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475267998036470722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I really have to be sick right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;As a people, we have become obsessed with Health.  There is something fundamentally, radically unhealthy about all this.  We do not seem to be seeking more exuberance in living as much as staving off failure, putting off dying.  We have lost all confidence in the human body.&lt;/span&gt; ~Lewis Thomas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Shake Your Moneymaker&lt;/span&gt; - Fleetwood Mac&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-4291347407763320198?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4291347407763320198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4291347407763320198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-23.html' title='Day 23'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/S_wPPCkHK8I/AAAAAAAAAEU/VhmI8_5wTSo/s72-c/Photo+75.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-6189802905394636796</id><published>2010-05-24T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T00:24:20.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 22</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/S_ooa23ayLI/AAAAAAAAAEM/0el091p-C-I/s1600/Photo+74.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/S_ooa23ayLI/AAAAAAAAAEM/0el091p-C-I/s320/Photo+74.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474732738891925682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY??!&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All truly great thoughts are conceived by walking.&lt;/span&gt; ~Friedrich Nietzsche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You Belong To Me&lt;/span&gt; - Bob Dylan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-6189802905394636796?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/6189802905394636796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/6189802905394636796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-22.html' title='Day 22'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/S_ooa23ayLI/AAAAAAAAAEM/0el091p-C-I/s72-c/Photo+74.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-2471247318049760852</id><published>2010-05-24T00:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T00:18:37.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 21 (15 mins late)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/S_onoE1VDAI/AAAAAAAAAEE/QdDPSNZGymc/s1600/Photo+73.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/S_onoE1VDAI/AAAAAAAAAEE/QdDPSNZGymc/s320/Photo+73.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474731866467929090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did they ever make a Lost Boys two, and why did they allow Corey Feldman to be in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Even after all this time the sun never says to the earth 'you owe me.' Look what happens with a love like that, it lights the whole sky."&lt;/span&gt; ~Hafiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;One Way Out&lt;/span&gt; - The Allman Brothers Band&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-2471247318049760852?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2471247318049760852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2471247318049760852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-21-15-mins-late.html' title='Day 21 (15 mins late)'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/S_onoE1VDAI/AAAAAAAAAEE/QdDPSNZGymc/s72-c/Photo+73.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-4830237001315196090</id><published>2010-05-24T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T00:15:05.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 20</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[SLACKER]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was summer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is the real realism. it is the smaller details of every-day life, things that are likely to happen between lunch and supper, small passions, restricted emotions, dramas of the reception-room, tragedies of an afternoon call, crises involving cups of tea." &lt;/span&gt; ~Frank Norris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kids and Heroes&lt;/span&gt; - Bouncing Souls&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-4830237001315196090?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4830237001315196090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/4830237001315196090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-20.html' title='Day 20'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-5069085931341135354</id><published>2010-05-21T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T13:22:24.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 19</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/S_brFaImcxI/AAAAAAAAAD8/kpzIRVB4oRo/s1600/Photo+71.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/S_brFaImcxI/AAAAAAAAAD8/kpzIRVB4oRo/s320/Photo+71.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473820875262685970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this really annoying me already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"The mountains are calling and I must go."&lt;/span&gt; ~John Muir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Summergirls&lt;/span&gt; - LFO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-5069085931341135354?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/5069085931341135354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/5069085931341135354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-19.html' title='Day 19'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/S_brFaImcxI/AAAAAAAAAD8/kpzIRVB4oRo/s72-c/Photo+71.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-1130897999865989302</id><published>2010-05-20T00:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T00:50:06.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/S_TnwxBgKgI/AAAAAAAAAD0/2NAh36PpBFE/s1600/Photo+69.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/S_TnwxBgKgI/AAAAAAAAAD0/2NAh36PpBFE/s320/Photo+69.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473254272141371906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so goddamn hard to find a job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are unusual and tragic and alive."&lt;/span&gt; ~Dave Eggers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ring Ring&lt;/span&gt; - Sleigh Bells&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-1130897999865989302?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/1130897999865989302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/1130897999865989302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-18.html' title='Day 18'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/S_TnwxBgKgI/AAAAAAAAAD0/2NAh36PpBFE/s72-c/Photo+69.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-3433406438838761757</id><published>2010-05-20T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T00:50:03.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 17 (40 mins. late)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/S_TnhmJeKKI/AAAAAAAAADs/40-Ol_BKf9E/s1600/Photo+70.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/S_TnhmJeKKI/AAAAAAAAADs/40-Ol_BKf9E/s320/Photo+70.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473254011523967138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How crazy awesome are storms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;“Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop off like autumn leaves.”&lt;/span&gt; ~John Muir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aenema&lt;/span&gt; - Tool&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-3433406438838761757?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/3433406438838761757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/3433406438838761757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-17-40-mins-late.html' title='Day 17 (40 mins. late)'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/S_TnhmJeKKI/AAAAAAAAADs/40-Ol_BKf9E/s72-c/Photo+70.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-2703551233330031690</id><published>2010-05-18T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T13:09:25.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 16</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/S_Lyu9E7x-I/AAAAAAAAADk/3bJsUzkxqiI/s1600/Photo+65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/S_Lyu9E7x-I/AAAAAAAAADk/3bJsUzkxqiI/s320/Photo+65.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472703385691736034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it really raining right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Man seeks to escape himself in myth, and&lt;br /&gt;does so by any means at his disposal. Drugs,&lt;br /&gt;alcohol, or lies. Unable to withdraw into himself,&lt;br /&gt;he disguises himself. Lies and inaccuracy&lt;br /&gt;give him a few moments of comfort.&lt;/span&gt; ~Jean Cocteau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Carabou Lou&lt;/span&gt; - Tech N9ne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-2703551233330031690?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2703551233330031690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/2703551233330031690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-16.html' title='Day 16'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/S_Lyu9E7x-I/AAAAAAAAADk/3bJsUzkxqiI/s72-c/Photo+65.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320730051693911450.post-6438310507304724643</id><published>2010-05-17T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T14:16:41.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/S_GsgmuVh2I/AAAAAAAAADc/pzYdLM3b0zg/s1600/Photo+68.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/S_GsgmuVh2I/AAAAAAAAADc/pzYdLM3b0zg/s320/Photo+68.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472344698382550882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't pink be an acceptable hair color for all jobs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You know how my mind it drifts,&lt;br /&gt;A small boat lost at sea.&lt;br /&gt;Callowed and rutterless,&lt;br /&gt;To say the least.&lt;/span&gt; ~Owen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Internal Release&lt;/span&gt; - Citizen Fish&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320730051693911450-6438310507304724643?l=thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/6438310507304724643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3320730051693911450/posts/default/6438310507304724643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastofmyteenageyears.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-15.html' title='Day 15'/><author><name>-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09935679600446668074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l66lRDdu6m4/S_GsgmuVh2I/AAAAAAAAADc/pzYdLM3b0zg/s72-c/Photo+68.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
