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You don't look like any girl I've ever seen before.I couldn't say "Well she looks just like Jane Fonda, except that she's got red hair, and her mouth is different and of course, she's not a movie star..."I couldn't say that because you dont look like Jane Fonda at all.I finally ended up describing you as a movie I saw when I was a child in Tacoma Washington. I guess I saw it in 1941 or 42, somewhere in there. I think I was seven, or eight, or six.It was a movie about rural electrification, a perfect 1930's New Deal morality kind of movie to show kids. The movie was about farmers living in the country without electricity. They had to use lanterns to see by at night, for sewing and reading, and they didn't have any appliances like toasters or washing machines, and they couldn't listen to the radio. They built a dam with big electric generators and they put poles across the countryside and strung wire over fields and pastures.There was an incredible heroic dimension that came from the simple putting up of poles for the wires to travel along. They looked ancient and modern at the same time.Then the movie showed electricity like a young Greek god, coming to the farmer to take away forever the dark ways of his life. Suddenly, religiously, with the throwing of a switch, the farmer had electric lights to see by when he milked his cows in the early black winter mornings. The farmer's family got to listen to the radio and have a toaster and lots of bright lights to sew dresses and read the newspaper by.It was really a fantastic movie and excited me like listening to the Star Spangled Banner, or seeing photographs of President Roosevelt, or hearing him on the radio "... the President of the United States... "I wanted electricity to go everywhere in the world. I wanted all the farmers in the world to be able to listen to President Roosevelt on the radio....And that's how you look to me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-5794460196159914213?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/5794460196159914213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=5794460196159914213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/5794460196159914213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/5794460196159914213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-guess-im-falling-in-love.html' title='I Guess I&apos;m Falling In Love.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SvjxpcIfSWI/AAAAAAAAAt8/nmEcIHDn9fg/s72-c/132121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-2279822497634635705</id><published>2009-11-02T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T12:01:28.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You think I'm lonely.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-2137070516463320308</id><published>2009-10-28T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T19:58:07.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take your dads car and we'll go to the city.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SukEU7lZOmI/AAAAAAAAAtk/52T6gEMVjGc/s1600-h/anthonyandspencermoody.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SukEU7lZOmI/AAAAAAAAAtk/52T6gEMVjGc/s400/anthonyandspencermoody.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397850386018679394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://teenageteardrops.bigcartel.com/product/dear-jd-salinger-i-forgive-you-signed-yoko&lt;br /&gt;My friend wrote a book with Spencer Moody, and you should buy it. I'm so proud of him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-2137070516463320308?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/2137070516463320308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=2137070516463320308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/2137070516463320308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/2137070516463320308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2009/10/take-your-dads-car-and-well-go-to-city.html' title='Take your dads car and we&apos;ll go to the city.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SukEU7lZOmI/AAAAAAAAAtk/52T6gEMVjGc/s72-c/anthonyandspencermoody.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-7199491275370007221</id><published>2009-10-24T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T22:11:11.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my god, I die.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0HLYcAYdAHE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" 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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/6X6aUnxNT6M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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/8052014102901510228-5532195651360234152?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/5532195651360234152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=5532195651360234152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/5532195651360234152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/5532195651360234152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2009/10/steve-berra-is-my-favorite-acting.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-2931126602787927189</id><published>2009-09-25T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T16:12:08.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Man Crushes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/anthony%20bourdain" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i173.photobucket.com/albums/w64/AceDiamante/anthony-bourdain_l.jpg" border="0" alt="Bourdain Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/anthony%20bourdain" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i188.photobucket.com/albums/z183/KEVIN-16/anthony_bourdain_smoking.jpg" border="0" alt="ANTHONY BOURDAIN Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/anthony%20bourdain" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i121.photobucket.com/albums/o205/stellar2213/anthonyb_l.jpg" border="0" alt="anthony bourdain Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/dr%20drew" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b133/ryo_oky/jackass2prem5.jpg" border="0" alt="Dr. Drew Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the only pictures where Dr. Drew doesn't look airbrushed and creepy, but I have recently developed a small crush on him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-2931126602787927189?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/2931126602787927189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=2931126602787927189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/2931126602787927189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/2931126602787927189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2009/09/old-man-crushes.html' title='Old Man Crushes.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-354864452774084347</id><published>2009-08-27T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T09:54:33.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom, Freewill, And Youth.</title><content type='html'>Being unemployed is all about coffee, vicodin, craigslist, and trips to the beach to clear my brain of certain tensions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K1lD5cE6Bwc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/K1lD5cE6Bwc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yNjcSgU0Nrg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/yNjcSgU0Nrg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also The Horrors are the coolest band of 2009.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-354864452774084347?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/354864452774084347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=354864452774084347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/354864452774084347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/354864452774084347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2009/08/freedom-freewill-and-youth.html' title='Freedom, Freewill, And Youth.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-3622260994048148640</id><published>2009-08-03T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T19:02:08.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Like Honey.</title><content type='html'>My birthday is in November and I want these things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s186.photobucket.com/albums/x210/teenageproblems/?action=view&amp;current=12.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x210/teenageproblems/12.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Top Shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s186.photobucket.com/albums/x210/teenageproblems/?action=view&amp;current=img-thing.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x210/teenageproblems/img-thing.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top Shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s186.photobucket.com/albums/x210/teenageproblems/?action=view&amp;current=alexanderwangforopeningceremony.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x210/teenageproblems/alexanderwangforopeningceremony.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alexander Wang for Opening Ceremony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s186.photobucket.com/albums/x210/teenageproblems/?action=view&amp;current=anceforopeningceremony.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x210/teenageproblems/anceforopeningceremony.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acne for Opening Ceremony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s186.photobucket.com/albums/x210/teenageproblems/?action=view&amp;current=erinwassonrvcaopeningceremony.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x210/teenageproblems/erinwassonrvcaopeningceremony.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erin Wasson RVCA for Opening Ceremony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s186.photobucket.com/albums/x210/teenageproblems/?action=view&amp;current=main_1-0006297-35213.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x210/teenageproblems/main_1-0006297-35213.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s186.photobucket.com/albums/x210/teenageproblems/?action=view&amp;current=ostwaldheglaston.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x210/teenageproblems/ostwaldheglaston.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ostwald Heglaston for Opening Ceremony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s186.photobucket.com/albums/x210/teenageproblems/?action=view&amp;current=silver20skull20copy20small.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x210/teenageproblems/silver20skull20copy20small.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Arms and Armory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I decided to take a spur of the moment trip to New York since it is my last year being a teenager, to look for weird punk 45's and explore the city with old friends. I'm also planning on writing a book of short stories which I may or may not do anything with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-3622260994048148640?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/3622260994048148640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=3622260994048148640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/3622260994048148640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/3622260994048148640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-like-honey.html' title='Just Like Honey.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-835424216704919925</id><published>2009-07-26T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T14:33:21.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dzdNltWfRw4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/dzdNltWfRw4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3b-67wzWbFw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/3b-67wzWbFw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" 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;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fGDD-eMkwoU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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 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href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/835424216704919925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=835424216704919925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/835424216704919925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/835424216704919925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-3423652721343924192</id><published>2009-04-26T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T13:41:10.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood start drippin in my Budweiser can.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QKw8kHZHn7g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/QKw8kHZHn7g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" 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' 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can.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-3158090481686352802</id><published>2009-04-19T21:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:56:23.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dff1zxQdrQg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/dff1zxQdrQg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Black Lips in India is so cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-3158090481686352802?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/3158090481686352802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=3158090481686352802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/3158090481686352802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/3158090481686352802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2009/04/black-lips-in-india-is-so-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-415150945059305646</id><published>2009-03-29T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T12:51:28.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uUJKiMfenKs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/uUJKiMfenKs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" 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href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-3877230396128086168</id><published>2009-03-26T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:04:04.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1HZ7-Kj9Szc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/1HZ7-Kj9Szc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" 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;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yaWn0qcRYFA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/yaWn0qcRYFA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" 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;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lr30vo9yK2c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/Lr30vo9yK2c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" 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;The 80's weren't so bad were they.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-3877230396128086168?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/3877230396128086168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=3877230396128086168' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/3877230396128086168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/3877230396128086168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2009/03/youre-living-for-nothing-now-i-hope.html' title='You&apos;re living for nothing now, I hope you&apos;re keeping some kind of record.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-5905201953119086718</id><published>2009-03-15T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T23:15:41.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wear Your Love Like Heaven.</title><content type='html'>Donovan 1966. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xuEsggscWnU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/xuEsggscWnU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a junkies itch for summertime. I need positive vibes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-5905201953119086718?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/5905201953119086718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=5905201953119086718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/5905201953119086718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/5905201953119086718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2009/03/wear-your-love-like-heaven.html' title='Wear Your Love Like Heaven.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-8993378053291847256</id><published>2009-03-14T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T11:25:01.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Highways Flew By.</title><content type='html'>I don't even care I love this song. The whole album really, and the video. I'm also seriously considering the Karen O bowl cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DxZGYGojPeE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/DxZGYGojPeE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" 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/8052014102901510228-8993378053291847256?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/8993378053291847256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=8993378053291847256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/8993378053291847256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/8993378053291847256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2009/03/highways-flew-by.html' title='Highways Flew By.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-3369916087909855382</id><published>2009-03-12T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T19:44:49.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to live.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SHikpdf8ktM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/SHikpdf8ktM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" 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;This week has taught me to give up on the following things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job.&lt;br /&gt;Being legitimate to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;And not smoking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-3369916087909855382?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/3369916087909855382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=3369916087909855382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/3369916087909855382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/3369916087909855382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-to-live.html' title='I want to live.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-5073026738629870089</id><published>2009-03-09T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:17:58.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words could never make up for what you do.</title><content type='html'>San Francisco was beautiful and surreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SbXaqE7jWpI/AAAAAAAAArM/5mv_fgJAGAs/s1600-h/HPIM1508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SbXaqE7jWpI/AAAAAAAAArM/5mv_fgJAGAs/s400/HPIM1508.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311391751966251666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SbXap2kY6OI/AAAAAAAAArE/wDTLqL2XYdU/s1600-h/HPIM1514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SbXap2kY6OI/AAAAAAAAArE/wDTLqL2XYdU/s400/HPIM1514.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311391748111001826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take enough pictures as usual, and these ones don't do this day justice, but here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SbXYvKy_tJI/AAAAAAAAAq8/k8fmlnCA0-o/s1600-h/HPIM1504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SbXYvKy_tJI/AAAAAAAAAq8/k8fmlnCA0-o/s400/HPIM1504.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311389640417064082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SbXYuo7v-bI/AAAAAAAAAq0/TVp9enPMvFI/s1600-h/HPIM1520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SbXYuo7v-bI/AAAAAAAAAq0/TVp9enPMvFI/s400/HPIM1520.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311389631326976434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SbXaqs33t7I/AAAAAAAAArU/WrTfgj7zMas/s1600-h/HPIM1511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SbXaqs33t7I/AAAAAAAAArU/WrTfgj7zMas/s400/HPIM1511.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311391762688227250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SbXaqmQ8ulI/AAAAAAAAArc/iwjfEhQDEmw/s1600-h/HPIM1512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SbXaqmQ8ulI/AAAAAAAAArc/iwjfEhQDEmw/s400/HPIM1512.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311391760914365010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-5073026738629870089?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/5073026738629870089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=5073026738629870089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/5073026738629870089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/5073026738629870089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2009/03/words-could-never-make-up-for-what-you.html' title='Words could never make up for what you do.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SbXaqE7jWpI/AAAAAAAAArM/5mv_fgJAGAs/s72-c/HPIM1508.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-422844452342283902</id><published>2009-03-05T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:51:10.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Can't Hurry Love.</title><content type='html'>I love new pop music right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LVnUwWRteaQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/LVnUwWRteaQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w__9uUuWHuA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/w__9uUuWHuA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" 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;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nmK5X4KtSzA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/nmK5X4KtSzA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&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/8052014102901510228-422844452342283902?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/422844452342283902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=422844452342283902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/422844452342283902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/422844452342283902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-cant-hurry-love.html' title='You Can&apos;t Hurry Love.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-2669283646696391685</id><published>2009-03-04T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T11:22:22.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pains of Being Pure At Heart</title><content type='html'>My little scholar was accepted to Colombia University today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Sa7UJD3HIcI/AAAAAAAAAqs/qYrJtjq2EsE/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Sa7UJD3HIcI/AAAAAAAAAqs/qYrJtjq2EsE/s400/013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309414262836765122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats Mari!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-2669283646696391685?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/2669283646696391685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=2669283646696391685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/2669283646696391685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/2669283646696391685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2009/03/pains-of-being-pure-at-heart.html' title='The Pains of Being Pure At Heart'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Sa7UJD3HIcI/AAAAAAAAAqs/qYrJtjq2EsE/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-3958665899997578968</id><published>2009-02-25T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T10:06:35.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me in.</title><content type='html'>I brought home a present for everyone from San Francisco. Ladies and Gentlemen, Rick Shapiro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-C_v39ZQjMc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/-C_v39ZQjMc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" 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/8052014102901510228-3958665899997578968?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/3958665899997578968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=3958665899997578968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/3958665899997578968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/3958665899997578968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2009/02/let-me-in.html' title='Let me in.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-2739300236255851227</id><published>2009-02-14T14:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T14:52:05.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give up. Stop dancing and cry.</title><content type='html'>Kime Buzzelli is a genius and an inspiration. Here, see for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SZdKYG3xBtI/AAAAAAAAAqk/hYIg9LRJWBc/s1600-h/kimepaintingmemory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302788864273876690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SZdKYG3xBtI/AAAAAAAAAqk/hYIg9LRJWBc/s400/kimepaintingmemory.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SZdKX_gBHuI/AAAAAAAAAqc/R1w-1dDLnAw/s1600-h/kimebuzzellimotel2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302788862295219938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SZdKX_gBHuI/AAAAAAAAAqc/R1w-1dDLnAw/s400/kimebuzzellimotel2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SZdKX4BUPmI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Av-O6G5IxN4/s1600-h/Kime-Buzzelli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302788860287401570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SZdKX4BUPmI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Av-O6G5IxN4/s400/Kime-Buzzelli.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SZdJP-2qtsI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H32FMXk_lyg/s1600-h/Cali_lovesickart_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302787625171203778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SZdJP-2qtsI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H32FMXk_lyg/s400/Cali_lovesickart_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SZdJP47Er9I/AAAAAAAAAqE/yGtnDYG1wWw/s1600-h/buzzelli_thumb4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302787623579070418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SZdJP47Er9I/AAAAAAAAAqE/yGtnDYG1wWw/s400/buzzelli_thumb4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SZdJPlgj1tI/AAAAAAAAAp8/oLh_IAjFcLo/s1600-h/478599241_ef192ffce2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302787618367592146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SZdJPlgj1tI/AAAAAAAAAp8/oLh_IAjFcLo/s400/478599241_ef192ffce2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SZdJPqF1y_I/AAAAAAAAAp0/gCCR1kP0V_s/s1600-h/369674866_2bfae004bd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302787619597700082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 342px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SZdJPqF1y_I/AAAAAAAAAp0/gCCR1kP0V_s/s400/369674866_2bfae004bd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SZdJPV6mmEI/AAAAAAAAAps/cTYUie7wzvQ/s1600-h/6a00d834cad15053ef00e54fb587728833-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302787614181857346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SZdJPV6mmEI/AAAAAAAAAps/cTYUie7wzvQ/s400/6a00d834cad15053ef00e54fb587728833-800wi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-2739300236255851227?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/2739300236255851227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=2739300236255851227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/2739300236255851227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/2739300236255851227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2009/02/give-up-stop-dancing-and-cry.html' title='Give up. Stop dancing and cry.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_dswkR88Bc9Y/SZdKYG3xBtI/AAAAAAAAAqk/hYIg9LRJWBc/s72-c/kimepaintingmemory.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-144269988387213584</id><published>2009-01-27T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:15:24.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No one belongs here more than you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=7807955"&gt;Joan Baez: It ain't me babe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=7807955,t=1,mt=video,searchID=,primarycolor=,secondarycolor="&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=7807955,t=1,mt=video,searchID=,primarycolor=,secondarycolor=" width="425" height="360" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck between party girl and workaholic. Between snot nosed teenage brat and thirty five year old business woman. I want to be so smart and then do dumb things. I want old things and I'm starting new things. I'm so afraid I'm missing out on life that I take everything too far. My passion for everything makes me look naive and I'm probably the most aware of it, but certainly not the only one. I'm the biggest snob and the most terrified person on earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-144269988387213584?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/144269988387213584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=144269988387213584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/144269988387213584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/144269988387213584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-one-belongs-here-more-than-you.html' title='No one belongs here more than you.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-868336436602518614</id><published>2009-01-24T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T11:19:14.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someday we could be dignified and old together.</title><content type='html'>I can't smile at anything today. I've been partying way to hard lately. I'm making it a goal to stay home all week next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a lot of texting, missed calls and interneting, it's official, I'm the owner of a round trip to San Francisco. This feels positive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-868336436602518614?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/868336436602518614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=868336436602518614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/868336436602518614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/868336436602518614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2009/01/someday-we-could-be-dignified-and-old.html' title='Someday we could be dignified and old together.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-868059458860950311</id><published>2009-01-17T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T20:05:47.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lie to me, like I lie to you.</title><content type='html'>I'm sick of dance music and drugs. I'm significantly less happy then I was yesterday. I wouldn't say 'unhappy" still. I pulled some girls hair out last night. It felt great. I could fill a lot of voids that way I think. I never understood why my guy friends would start fights at parties when I was younger, and although I feel kind of crummy saying it, I think I get it. Granted I didn't start the fight I was just taking care of my friends. I'm sick of waking up to my heartbeat rattling my clavicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forfeit the "new one" last night at about 3:30 AM. I think it was one of those things are much too complicated to work. It was more glamor then anything. Vapid. Not real, Like sharing a bottle of strawberry wine on someones drive way you don't know and being too drunk to walk home. Not real like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-868059458860950311?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/868059458860950311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=868059458860950311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/868059458860950311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/868059458860950311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2009/01/lie-to-me-like-i-lie-to-you.html' title='Lie to me, like I lie to you.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-6586863855589724216</id><published>2009-01-16T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T14:22:25.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's always summer back in Alabama.</title><content type='html'>A few things have happened so far this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex called me a few weeks ago to tell me that he was working on a tiny road bike. One hounded and thirty bucks I should not have spent later, it's mine. It's just an old Schwinn, but the Chicago ones, the good ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom moved to Vermont to marry her high school sweetheart. She spent ten long days living with me before she left. In those ten days she didn't have a sober moment. I didn't say goodbye and I probably won't see her for at least a year. I never thought I'd be one of those people estranged from their parent or parents, but there is only so much one can take. I was shampooing one of my clients yesterday at work and she started telling me about a U.S. Airways plane that had just crashed in to the Hudson river. My knees immediately buckled and all he blood drained out of my face. I figured it was karma for being so mean. Needless to say it wasn't her plane, I just needed to feel like a bad person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love my job. My teachers are good people who I've grown up around and know about the same things I do and want to see me do well. Still my anxiety about work has reached an all time high. Standards for everything are extremely high and I'm left feeling in adequate, but I'm still there for a reason and I'll happily stay there as long as I am welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do anything that will make me happy. Even if it's only for twenty minutes, it's been working well so far. At this point I can't even imagine what a week will bring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-6586863855589724216?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/6586863855589724216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=6586863855589724216' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/6586863855589724216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/6586863855589724216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-always-summer-back-in-alabama.html' title='It&apos;s always summer back in Alabama.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-3399864324723179515</id><published>2008-12-30T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T13:09:01.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm gunna be the first to make it right.</title><content type='html'>Saturday I worked my last night at Gavi. It was bittersweet. But things just haven't been the same since Craig and Diego left. Besides I have and adult job now that I need to focus more energy into. I've been talking myself in to quitting for a month and I think I'm still trying to convince myself that it was a good idea. I just have this sad little attachment to it. That job has seen so many hangovers a few tears and a lot of fun. I gave hugs and said goodbyes to all the people I worked with for two years, but never said a full sentence to in one language. The busser who would called me "fucking delicious" and ask me to go play pool with him at main street every Saturday. The kid who smokes meth and weighs out coke to sell though the back in the bathroom. The last big adult thing I had to do this year. Maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Justin's to see Finally Punk in Tempe Sunday night. The cops came and the show was relocated before we even got there. Everyone in Tempe looks really young, maybe everyone in Tucson is old, but in Tempe I had the feeling that half the kids there lied to their parents about it. Finally Punk played. I didn't talk to anyone I didn't already know besides Natalia's new friend Jose who offered us a place to crash. We split and drove to Jose's I don't really remember being there the next thing I knew I was driving to the last party to pick up Justin. Justin was only in my car for about five minutes before the puking started. Back at Jose's I don't remember much. Somehow ended up back at Justin's. Passed out freezing for about an hour then met up with the rest of my drunk Tucson caravan. We all fought about who was going to drive all the way back to Tucson at 5 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is new years eve. What the fuck right? 2008 was so adult for me. I got so much stuff done this year it's incredible. Stuff I was laying in my bed when I was sixteen dreaming about, but not thinking I'd ever really do it. Well here I am doing it. This year will probably be my last year in Tucson. I say "probably" because whenever I actually set the date it never happens. So I'm keeping my plans casual and in like ten months or so maybe fourteen when my contract with Toni and Guy is up, I'll pack my bags and drive to LA crash on Tim and Anthony's floor until I find a job and a home. It's either that or I get my tattoos removed and move to New York to become the worlds shortest runway model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not letting anything bother me this year. It's not worth it. I want my last memories of Tucson to be happy ones. I don't want Tucson to be tainted for me all my life that's what I've tried to make it. I'm not going to stay here, but my best friends are here and it is happy. If I survive tomorrow this is going to be a very positive year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-3399864324723179515?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/3399864324723179515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=3399864324723179515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/3399864324723179515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/3399864324723179515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-gunna-be-first-to-make-it-right.html' title='I&apos;m gunna be the first to make it right.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-2484514058120097386</id><published>2008-12-26T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T12:34:19.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberry Wine.</title><content type='html'>Christmas was a success, Gianni Bini boots and Chanel perfume from dad, and a copy of "The Road To Los Angeles" by Fante from my sixteen year old sister, along with a card that read, " Merry Christmas Dumb ass, Remember....PMA!" I about cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then like every year we went to my dad's boss's Christmas party where everyone got boozed up and awkward. I dragged Maria with me and we spent half the night trying to figure out if the only guy close to our age was gay or not. I guess he's not. Later I picked up my old friend Anthony Anzalone who is in town for Christmas from his family's crazy Christmas party. He was wasted on his uncle's scotch, and his ant had just asked if he was gay. Harsh. Amongst other hilarious quotes I can't remember Anthony said: "I'm like god with downs syndrome, or Leonardo DiCaprio without a dick." He also asked everyone for a list of their fears on the back of their senior picture. Merry Christmas everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-2484514058120097386?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/2484514058120097386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=2484514058120097386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/2484514058120097386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/2484514058120097386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2008/12/strawberry-wine.html' title='Strawberry Wine.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-2916009161850521400</id><published>2008-12-25T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T13:25:32.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't wanna leave you broken hearted, but you don't like rock n' roll.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/milk%20movie" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Milk Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x74/chicbn872/Movie%20Posters/MPW-36363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Milk Tuesday while my car was in the shop. I really enjoyed it. I haven't been able to say that about a movie recently. It was heroic and charming enough to make the lip of even the most fundy christian quiver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-2916009161850521400?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/2916009161850521400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=2916009161850521400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/2916009161850521400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/2916009161850521400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-dont-wanna-leave-you-heart-broken-but.html' title='I don&apos;t wanna leave you broken hearted, but you don&apos;t like rock n&apos; roll.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x74/chicbn872/Movie%20Posters/th_MPW-36363.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-3551997238004147062</id><published>2008-12-25T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T13:00:02.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How's Jehovah tonight? What does he think of quantum theory?</title><content type='html'>It is high time that "Brains out!" is revamped. From now on I will be posting regularly. "Brains out!" is a public collection of sober and unsober thoughts. Some that makes sense, others that don't. Some are good ideas that go bad or unfinished. This is mostly therapy. Stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-3551997238004147062?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/3551997238004147062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=3551997238004147062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/3551997238004147062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/3551997238004147062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2008/12/hows-jehovah-tonight-what-does-he-think.html' title='How&apos;s Jehovah tonight? What does he think of quantum theory?'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-7613960113988237276</id><published>2008-11-11T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T10:41:03.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for the magic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bl6FbeoXeHQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/bl6FbeoXeHQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't forgotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-7613960113988237276?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/7613960113988237276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=7613960113988237276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/7613960113988237276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/7613960113988237276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2008/11/looking-for-magic.html' title='Looking for the magic.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-295662740515042089</id><published>2008-11-10T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T08:58:24.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My mind made up i'm so fed up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OxFRb94cp4Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/OxFRb94cp4Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the black lips covering the king khan and bbq show! weeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-295662740515042089?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/295662740515042089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=295662740515042089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/295662740515042089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/295662740515042089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-mind-made-up-im-so-fed-up.html' title='My mind made up i&apos;m so fed up.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-9209205690085833104</id><published>2008-03-24T22:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T23:14:24.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want you around.</title><content type='html'>SXSW Day Two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iKPMlm9EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/36GdCmAcr7k/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181543364971394114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iKPMlm9EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/36GdCmAcr7k/s400/winter+snow+pics+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Margarita breakfast! at Cancun's the best Mexican food I've ever had! That's fucking serious coming from an Arizonan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iJTMlm9CI/AAAAAAAAAZo/VGoAzbWMUws/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181542334179243042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iJTMlm9CI/AAAAAAAAAZo/VGoAzbWMUws/s400/winter+snow+pics+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iJxslm9DI/AAAAAAAAAZw/oral1ZOue58/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181542858165253170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iJxslm9DI/AAAAAAAAAZw/oral1ZOue58/s400/winter+snow+pics+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jay Reatard at Vice Mag party day one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iKwslm9FI/AAAAAAAAAaA/w7F9lmGrIz0/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181543940497011794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iKwslm9FI/AAAAAAAAAaA/w7F9lmGrIz0/s400/winter+snow+pics+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andy having a mental collapse in front of Red 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iLYclm9GI/AAAAAAAAAaI/fCeq4LjpYVo/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181544623396811874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iLYclm9GI/AAAAAAAAAaI/fCeq4LjpYVo/s400/winter+snow+pics+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iL4Mlm9HI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/WlQOoFPK19w/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181545168857658482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iL4Mlm9HI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/WlQOoFPK19w/s400/winter+snow+pics+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pissed Jeans at the Sub Pop showcase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iMkslm9II/AAAAAAAAAaY/5xa5pwjQEyc/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181545933361837186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iMkslm9II/AAAAAAAAAaY/5xa5pwjQEyc/s400/winter+snow+pics+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iNBMlm9JI/AAAAAAAAAag/RLaNUEuHeBE/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181546422988108946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iNBMlm9JI/AAAAAAAAAag/RLaNUEuHeBE/s400/winter+snow+pics+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iNvslm9KI/AAAAAAAAAao/zBAFn7AFlVQ/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181547221852026018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iNvslm9KI/AAAAAAAAAao/zBAFn7AFlVQ/s400/winter+snow+pics+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iOMMlm9LI/AAAAAAAAAaw/z1_9R0lHN04/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181547711478297778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iOMMlm9LI/AAAAAAAAAaw/z1_9R0lHN04/s400/winter+snow+pics+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iOlMlm9MI/AAAAAAAAAa4/ZPsqn6BYM7I/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181548140975027394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iOlMlm9MI/AAAAAAAAAa4/ZPsqn6BYM7I/s400/winter+snow+pics+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iPCclm9NI/AAAAAAAAAbA/UKNLWH5gDLI/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181548643486201042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iPCclm9NI/AAAAAAAAAbA/UKNLWH5gDLI/s400/winter+snow+pics+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iPcslm9OI/AAAAAAAAAbI/gvMXsjMPKIk/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181549094457767138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iPcslm9OI/AAAAAAAAAbI/gvMXsjMPKIk/s400/winter+snow+pics+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iP2Mlm9PI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/y6w0AmDZvuM/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181549532544431346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iP2Mlm9PI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/y6w0AmDZvuM/s400/winter+snow+pics+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iQ-slm9QI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Zr1RkwE2Spc/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181550778084947202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iQ-slm9QI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Zr1RkwE2Spc/s400/winter+snow+pics+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iRyslm9RI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9-nTVWBpWnI/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181551671438144786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iRyslm9RI/AAAAAAAAAbg/9-nTVWBpWnI/s400/winter+snow+pics+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No Age. New songs are so amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iSMMlm9SI/AAAAAAAAAbo/KWY3QLXGdTo/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181552109524808994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iSMMlm9SI/AAAAAAAAAbo/KWY3QLXGdTo/s400/winter+snow+pics+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iTK8lm9TI/AAAAAAAAAbw/wST05x7kFuo/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181553187561600306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iTK8lm9TI/AAAAAAAAAbw/wST05x7kFuo/s400/winter+snow+pics+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on at 2 am Fucked up, No Age &amp;amp; Mr.Free on the bridge but, I don't have any pictures of that cause there were about 10,000 people there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-9209205690085833104?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/9209205690085833104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=9209205690085833104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/9209205690085833104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/9209205690085833104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-want-you-around.html' title='I want you around.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-iKPMlm9EI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/36GdCmAcr7k/s72-c/winter+snow+pics+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-2881990179056874042</id><published>2008-03-24T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T14:32:07.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just know that something good is gonna happen .</title><content type='html'>PMA tour 2008/ The road to SXSW day 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gJJslm8uI/AAAAAAAAAXI/dGWdxbE4vqI/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181401433482130146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gJJslm8uI/AAAAAAAAAXI/dGWdxbE4vqI/s400/winter+snow+pics+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first minutes of the endless drive through Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gKB8lm8vI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/qchwm2T495g/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181402399849771762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gKB8lm8vI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/qchwm2T495g/s400/winter+snow+pics+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Charlie, Andy &amp;amp;, Andy's mustache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gKnMlm8wI/AAAAAAAAAXY/TWEeHE9lFf4/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181403039799898882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gKnMlm8wI/AAAAAAAAAXY/TWEeHE9lFf4/s400/winter+snow+pics+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'd been warned by several people about the misery that is El Paso, TX. So I'd planned on sleeping right through it, but fifteen minutes into El Paso we ran over a piece of metal, thus destroying our tire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gOQclm8xI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Wul5f-ObiMo/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181407047004386066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gOQclm8xI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Wul5f-ObiMo/s400/winter+snow+pics+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Charlie fixing the tire. Our hero! So it turned out I spent a lot more time in El Paso then I ever wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gOr8lm8yI/AAAAAAAAAXo/dDue8M8aZxg/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181407519450788642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gOr8lm8yI/AAAAAAAAAXo/dDue8M8aZxg/s400/winter+snow+pics+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seventeen hours later, Mr. Free house show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gPFMlm8zI/AAAAAAAAAXw/E3EufbQmQxA/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181407953242485554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gPFMlm8zI/AAAAAAAAAXw/E3EufbQmQxA/s400/winter+snow+pics+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gPZclm80I/AAAAAAAAAX4/DR8whvgDuNM/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181408301134836546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gPZclm80I/AAAAAAAAAX4/DR8whvgDuNM/s400/winter+snow+pics+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gQNMlm81I/AAAAAAAAAYA/3DiCgxwdcm0/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181409190193066834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gQNMlm81I/AAAAAAAAAYA/3DiCgxwdcm0/s400/winter+snow+pics+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; VIP status at the children's museum, which just meant free popov &amp;amp; red bull which got us in a lot of trouble which I'll get into later on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gQ2clm82I/AAAAAAAAAYI/mp1oFNVvkZI/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181409898862670690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gQ2clm82I/AAAAAAAAAYI/mp1oFNVvkZI/s400/winter+snow+pics+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The setting was pretty perfect, everyone was having a magical time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gRa8lm83I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/9dFFttXKxHU/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181410525927895922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gRa8lm83I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/9dFFttXKxHU/s400/winter+snow+pics+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Positive Magical Attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gR-8lm84I/AAAAAAAAAYY/8KQLUkxek70/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181411144403186562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gR-8lm84I/AAAAAAAAAYY/8KQLUkxek70/s400/winter+snow+pics+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My friends The mae shi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gSu8lm85I/AAAAAAAAAYg/I0WXOAOGV5U/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181411969036907410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gSu8lm85I/AAAAAAAAAYg/I0WXOAOGV5U/s400/winter+snow+pics+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gV3Mlm86I/AAAAAAAAAYo/l8EQP-ug4F4/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181415409305711522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gV3Mlm86I/AAAAAAAAAYo/l8EQP-ug4F4/s400/winter+snow+pics+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tucson &amp;amp; LA where everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gWTMlm87I/AAAAAAAAAYw/_Ybjz95oikU/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181415890342048690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gWTMlm87I/AAAAAAAAAYw/_Ybjz95oikU/s400/winter+snow+pics+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gXNslm88I/AAAAAAAAAY4/7DHiqETQY3Q/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181416895364395970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gXNslm88I/AAAAAAAAAY4/7DHiqETQY3Q/s400/winter+snow+pics+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mika Miko &amp;amp; "straight vodka"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gXv8lm89I/AAAAAAAAAZA/8DX1loFQaHA/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181417483774915538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gXv8lm89I/AAAAAAAAAZA/8DX1loFQaHA/s400/winter+snow+pics+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and the drummer from Motorhead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gYQslm8-I/AAAAAAAAAZI/iuL6zJ5EWj8/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181418046415631330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gYQslm8-I/AAAAAAAAAZI/iuL6zJ5EWj8/s400/winter+snow+pics+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gYxslm8_I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/k4h5hJ9DCww/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181418613351314418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gYxslm8_I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/k4h5hJ9DCww/s400/winter+snow+pics+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gZMclm9AI/AAAAAAAAAZY/nMwFCnEL5d8/s1600-h/winter+snow+pics+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181419072912815106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gZMclm9AI/AAAAAAAAAZY/nMwFCnEL5d8/s400/winter+snow+pics+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaia had one too many vodka's so I had to call a cab. Thankfully Nick helped get her outside where I got into a fight with some frat boy type &amp;amp; screamed "you dumb mother fucker" on the corner while waiting for my cab with Kaia's head on my knee &amp;amp; was probably "don'ted" on Vice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-2881990179056874042?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/2881990179056874042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=2881990179056874042' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/2881990179056874042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/2881990179056874042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-just-know-that-something-good-is.html' title='I just know that something good is gonna happen .'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R-gJJslm8uI/AAAAAAAAAXI/dGWdxbE4vqI/s72-c/winter+snow+pics+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-8989226850789734060</id><published>2008-03-09T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T13:13:33.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep the wet dream alive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R9RCpxYULfI/AAAAAAAAAWg/1ZTMJl5lmNs/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175835157152935410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R9RCpxYULfI/AAAAAAAAAWg/1ZTMJl5lmNs/s400/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start rumors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R9RDJhYULgI/AAAAAAAAAWo/G1_5zw_Qx2Q/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175835702613782018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R9RDJhYULgI/AAAAAAAAAWo/G1_5zw_Qx2Q/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Justin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R9RDpRYULhI/AAAAAAAAAWw/LCJSEXC1DoU/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R9RDpRYULhI/AAAAAAAAAWw/LCJSEXC1DoU/s400/012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175836248074628626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R9REFBYULiI/AAAAAAAAAW4/fBVwOtgBZew/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R9REFBYULiI/AAAAAAAAAW4/fBVwOtgBZew/s400/001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175836724815998498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R9REihYULjI/AAAAAAAAAXA/79idxR8efS0/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R9REihYULjI/AAAAAAAAAXA/79idxR8efS0/s400/009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175837231622139442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-8989226850789734060?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/8989226850789734060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=8989226850789734060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/8989226850789734060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/8989226850789734060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2008/03/keep-wet-dream-alive.html' title='Keep the wet dream alive.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R9RCpxYULfI/AAAAAAAAAWg/1ZTMJl5lmNs/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-641044884055475711</id><published>2008-03-05T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T21:01:18.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not scared to die before I get old.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R896lQxAMRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/0xQTc-Rl3_E/s1600-h/webposternew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R896lQxAMRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/0xQTc-Rl3_E/s400/webposternew.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174489277446238482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M GOING TO AUSTIN NEXT WEEK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-641044884055475711?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/641044884055475711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=641044884055475711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/641044884055475711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/641044884055475711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-not-scared-to-die-before-i-get-old.html' title='I&apos;m not scared to die before I get old.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R896lQxAMRI/AAAAAAAAAWY/0xQTc-Rl3_E/s72-c/webposternew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-2441877596024000972</id><published>2008-03-03T20:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T21:13:47.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost gold.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R8zTnFMWaTI/AAAAAAAAAWI/V9ycEic8KaI/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R8zTnFMWaTI/AAAAAAAAAWI/V9ycEic8KaI/s400/007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173742740304193842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-2441877596024000972?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/2441877596024000972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=2441877596024000972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/2441877596024000972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/2441877596024000972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2008/03/almost-gold.html' title='Almost gold.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R8zTnFMWaTI/AAAAAAAAAWI/V9ycEic8KaI/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-6671540958226948046</id><published>2008-02-19T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T15:15:42.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You kissed me shy as though I'd never been your lover.</title><content type='html'>and if you won't come back&lt;br /&gt;how will you phone to say&lt;br /&gt;you won't come back&lt;br /&gt;so that I could at least argue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-6671540958226948046?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/6671540958226948046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=6671540958226948046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/6671540958226948046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/6671540958226948046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-kissed-me-shy-as-though-id-never.html' title='You kissed me shy as though I&apos;d never been your lover.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-8073553889467316408</id><published>2008-02-15T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T12:44:06.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont care if it's bad. I dont care if it's shallow. Where ever you go I'll follow.</title><content type='html'>"Don't be afraid. I'm not. As long as you don't hurt me more then I like to be hurt. I will do anything you ask. You should never be ashamed of things like that, I mean you musnt, be. You know theres nothing wrong. Nothing is wrong. I think the only way that any of us can ever be happy is to let it all hang out. And to do it all. Fuck it. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-8073553889467316408?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/8073553889467316408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=8073553889467316408' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/8073553889467316408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/8073553889467316408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-dont-care-if-its-bad-i-dont-care-if.html' title='I dont care if it&apos;s bad. I dont care if it&apos;s shallow. Where ever you go I&apos;ll follow.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-7279723874482291016</id><published>2008-01-27T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T10:08:01.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey knows I never lie &amp; I'll be here until this feeling dies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5zAUzSYvYI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ZeFWzXJLTL0/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160210736656989570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5zAUzSYvYI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ZeFWzXJLTL0/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday we went to Sarah's parents house for her 21st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5zAhTSYvZI/AAAAAAAAAVY/rvvWMdWEpv4/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160210951405354386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5zAhTSYvZI/AAAAAAAAAVY/rvvWMdWEpv4/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We drank bloody mary's, ate cake, &amp;amp; sucked helium out of all the balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5zBgTSYvaI/AAAAAAAAAVg/2RZ9WoXuE5o/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160212033737112994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5zBgTSYvaI/AAAAAAAAAVg/2RZ9WoXuE5o/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Embarrassing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5zDozSYvbI/AAAAAAAAAVo/JW60Zm5wZ0M/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160214378789256626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5zDozSYvbI/AAAAAAAAAVo/JW60Zm5wZ0M/s400/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We made Sarah's mom a bloody mary, she would start crying every time she took a picture of Sarah. She hugged me &amp;amp; told me that we're having my 21st at their place too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5zEADSYvcI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Stv4kjzlveY/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160214778221215170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5zEADSYvcI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Stv4kjzlveY/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What more could you ask for? Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5zEVDSYvdI/AAAAAAAAAV4/l0LGH4kVBf0/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160215138998468050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5zEVDSYvdI/AAAAAAAAAV4/l0LGH4kVBf0/s400/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5zEizSYveI/AAAAAAAAAWA/6ywPod7Gn9U/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160215375221669346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5zEizSYveI/AAAAAAAAAWA/6ywPod7Gn9U/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye ABL! Be safe, easy on the whiskey! See you in a month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-7279723874482291016?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/7279723874482291016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=7279723874482291016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/7279723874482291016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/7279723874482291016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2008/01/honey-knows-i-never-lie-ill-be-there.html' title='Honey knows I never lie &amp; I&apos;ll be here until this feeling dies.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5zAUzSYvYI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ZeFWzXJLTL0/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-3956714463608623686</id><published>2008-01-26T12:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T12:53:54.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someday we could be dignified and old together.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5uW0jSYvVI/AAAAAAAAAU4/htGZ06FwuMc/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159883627652758866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5uW0jSYvVI/AAAAAAAAAU4/htGZ06FwuMc/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5uXJjSYvWI/AAAAAAAAAVA/N_EQQeP_Yno/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159883988430011746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5uXJjSYvWI/AAAAAAAAAVA/N_EQQeP_Yno/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These two wish they were white. And gay. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;American&lt;/span&gt; dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5uXbjSYvXI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Q8C3-wSQQx0/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159884297667657074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5uXbjSYvXI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Q8C3-wSQQx0/s400/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^ Mom and Dad played host and hostess. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ironically&lt;/span&gt; I have no pictures of Sarah from last night, but I can tell you that she looked just like Patty Boyd. Happy birthday Sarah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-3956714463608623686?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/3956714463608623686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=3956714463608623686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/3956714463608623686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/3956714463608623686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2008/01/someday-we-could-be-dignified-and-old.html' title='Someday we could be dignified and old together.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5uW0jSYvVI/AAAAAAAAAU4/htGZ06FwuMc/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-5077401198787843494</id><published>2008-01-22T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T22:16:27.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was born to lose my breath.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158525683547815154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5bDxzSYvPI/AAAAAAAAAUI/RTfg89hYZxc/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5bEQjSYvQI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/sG3awAKRrqM/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158526211828792578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5bEQjSYvQI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/sG3awAKRrqM/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wholesome picture does them no justice, but these are two of the biggest ragers I know! Vincent &amp;amp; one of our instructors Keith who has been apart of the witness protection program, escaped a string of dead male hairdresser friends, almost died, he's been flashed by Drew Barrymore, he was in the movie Tank Girl. All around intense dude! Someone killed themselves behind our school last night &amp;amp; we were the only ones brave enough to go check out the scene. Heath Ledger also died today. I was the first to find out so I created a scene at school, then I painted my nails black in class to mach my mood over Heath's death. And now I don't even know what to do with myself. Everyone pour one out for Heath. Good thing his last role was Dylan in "I'm not there."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-5077401198787843494?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/5077401198787843494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=5077401198787843494' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/5077401198787843494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/5077401198787843494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-was-born-to-lose-my-breath.html' title='I was born to lose my breath.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5bDxzSYvPI/AAAAAAAAAUI/RTfg89hYZxc/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-5761011807759246002</id><published>2008-01-20T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T21:13:53.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for the magic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5Qnuxk6vkI/AAAAAAAAATo/-yA-qq_4ISg/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157791157781708354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5Qnuxk6vkI/AAAAAAAAATo/-yA-qq_4ISg/s400/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my dearest friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5Qn-Bk6vlI/AAAAAAAAATw/J3liyPSVCyE/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157791419774713426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5Qn-Bk6vlI/AAAAAAAAATw/J3liyPSVCyE/s400/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I want to go to New York so I can take the train to see her once a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5Qosxk6vnI/AAAAAAAAAUA/sArtA8JFD1M/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157792222933597810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5Qosxk6vnI/AAAAAAAAAUA/sArtA8JFD1M/s400/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since I cannot seem to make myself happy in Arizona.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-5761011807759246002?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/5761011807759246002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=5761011807759246002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/5761011807759246002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/5761011807759246002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2008/01/looking-for-magic.html' title='Looking for the magic.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R5Qnuxk6vkI/AAAAAAAAATo/-yA-qq_4ISg/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-3996352635412745190</id><published>2008-01-07T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T15:43:02.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna be your dog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R4MJlBk6vjI/AAAAAAAAATg/v0RuM5xerf0/s1600-h/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152972930325069362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R4MJlBk6vjI/AAAAAAAAATg/v0RuM5xerf0/s400/002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a portrait of my hair By my friend Mariana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-3996352635412745190?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/3996352635412745190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=3996352635412745190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/3996352635412745190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/3996352635412745190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-wanna-be-your-dog.html' title='I wanna be your dog.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R4MJlBk6vjI/AAAAAAAAATg/v0RuM5xerf0/s72-c/002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-8601114268511071002</id><published>2008-01-01T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T22:49:12.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Will.</title><content type='html'>2007 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ended&lt;/span&gt; exactly the way it should have. Bloody &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;humiliating&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-8601114268511071002?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/8601114268511071002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=8601114268511071002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/8601114268511071002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/8601114268511071002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2008/01/free-will.html' title='Free Will.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-5727300455125480452</id><published>2007-12-12T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T11:28:57.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Punk rock dream come true.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2DY1Bv7fZko&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2DY1Bv7fZko&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kal lagerfeld talks about how he doesn't care about what Coco Channel thinks about his designs for Channel. My hero!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-5727300455125480452?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/5727300455125480452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=5727300455125480452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/5727300455125480452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/5727300455125480452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2007/12/punk-rock-dream-come-true.html' title='Punk rock dream come true.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-6274657374198612343</id><published>2007-12-06T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:33:10.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its spathic! It's tragic!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R1ifNgSF8pI/AAAAAAAAARw/NjS6gxXTdPw/s1600-h/DSCN2222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141034028996358802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R1ifNgSF8pI/AAAAAAAAARw/NjS6gxXTdPw/s400/DSCN2222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R1ig4wSF8qI/AAAAAAAAAR4/-qKWo6NySCM/s1600-h/DSCN2223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141035871537328802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R1ig4wSF8qI/AAAAAAAAAR4/-qKWo6NySCM/s400/DSCN2223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nostalgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R1ihIwSF8rI/AAAAAAAAASA/OszqDhNWfTc/s1600-h/DSCN2236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141036146415235762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R1ihIwSF8rI/AAAAAAAAASA/OszqDhNWfTc/s400/DSCN2236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R1ihXQSF8sI/AAAAAAAAASI/6BWzG5BojiQ/s1600-h/DSCN2238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141036395523338946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R1ihXQSF8sI/AAAAAAAAASI/6BWzG5BojiQ/s400/DSCN2238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R1ih1ASF8tI/AAAAAAAAASQ/pfMB71vhJ9E/s1600-h/DSCN2234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141036906624447186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R1ih1ASF8tI/AAAAAAAAASQ/pfMB71vhJ9E/s400/DSCN2234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R1iiKASF8uI/AAAAAAAAASY/Sc_Ao9uuFkY/s1600-h/DSCN2231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141037267401700066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R1iiKASF8uI/AAAAAAAAASY/Sc_Ao9uuFkY/s400/DSCN2231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R1iiYQSF8vI/AAAAAAAAASg/98xw7W5Xd4c/s1600-h/DSCN2227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141037512214835954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R1iiYQSF8vI/AAAAAAAAASg/98xw7W5Xd4c/s400/DSCN2227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melt Banana WILL melt your face off!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-6274657374198612343?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/6274657374198612343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=6274657374198612343' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/6274657374198612343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/6274657374198612343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-spathic-its-tragic.html' title='Its spathic! It&apos;s tragic!'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R1ifNgSF8pI/AAAAAAAAARw/NjS6gxXTdPw/s72-c/DSCN2222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-4843447028794235335</id><published>2007-12-06T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T17:05:48.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too young to drink and too smart to think.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R1iZSASF8lI/AAAAAAAAARQ/YGNKaJ7A1rc/s1600-h/DSCN2214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141027509236003410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R1iZSASF8lI/AAAAAAAAARQ/YGNKaJ7A1rc/s400/DSCN2214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tyler in back home fresh from North Carolina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R1ia5ASF8mI/AAAAAAAAARY/OdUaIqO9beI/s1600-h/DSCN2215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141029278762529378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R1ia5ASF8mI/AAAAAAAAARY/OdUaIqO9beI/s400/DSCN2215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And full of "sparks"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R1ibHwSF8nI/AAAAAAAAARg/FlRe28geIX0/s1600-h/DSCN2218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141029532165599858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R1ibHwSF8nI/AAAAAAAAARg/FlRe28geIX0/s400/DSCN2218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And a lot of intense stories to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R1ibaASF8oI/AAAAAAAAARo/hhiSX1jLPBk/s1600-h/DSCN2220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141029845698212482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R1ibaASF8oI/AAAAAAAAARo/hhiSX1jLPBk/s400/DSCN2220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Hanukkah!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-4843447028794235335?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/4843447028794235335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=4843447028794235335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/4843447028794235335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/4843447028794235335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2007/12/too-young-to-drink-and-too-smart-to.html' title='Too young to drink and too smart to think.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R1iZSASF8lI/AAAAAAAAARQ/YGNKaJ7A1rc/s72-c/DSCN2214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-4465215898167309426</id><published>2007-12-03T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T11:23:46.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your divorce, your breakdown, your tears in a vial.</title><content type='html'>http://www.theheartworm.com/indestructiblewolves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind blowing greatness is happening somewhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-4465215898167309426?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/4465215898167309426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=4465215898167309426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/4465215898167309426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/4465215898167309426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2007/12/your-divorce-your-breakdown-your-tears.html' title='Your divorce, your breakdown, your tears in a vial.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-171226501978401835</id><published>2007-11-25T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T10:58:17.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And if the lights are all out i'll follow your bus downtown.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R0nCOdIFO4I/AAAAAAAAAQY/nvRqJ-hEXEY/s1600-h/DSCN2201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136850403585244034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R0nCOdIFO4I/AAAAAAAAAQY/nvRqJ-hEXEY/s400/DSCN2201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobby Rivas came over drunk last night with 29 beers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R0nCc9IFO5I/AAAAAAAAAQg/33dV7Tho25Y/s1600-h/DSCN2203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136850652693347218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R0nCc9IFO5I/AAAAAAAAAQg/33dV7Tho25Y/s400/DSCN2203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said a bunch of shit in french &amp;amp; then passed out on my couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R0nDC9IFO6I/AAAAAAAAAQo/l7EPTh-6OUA/s1600-h/DSCN2206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136851305528376226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R0nDC9IFO6I/AAAAAAAAAQo/l7EPTh-6OUA/s400/DSCN2206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will probably be my last memory of Bobby for awhile, because he is moving to New Mexico to complete his french major. Bon au revoir &amp;amp; le Bon professor rivas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-171226501978401835?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/171226501978401835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=171226501978401835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/171226501978401835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/171226501978401835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-if-lights-are-all-out-ill-follow.html' title='And if the lights are all out i&apos;ll follow your bus downtown.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R0nCOdIFO4I/AAAAAAAAAQY/nvRqJ-hEXEY/s72-c/DSCN2201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-1100792140348096664</id><published>2007-11-18T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T20:03:39.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I saw your arms in a dream. And there were blue veins.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R0EEYNIFO0I/AAAAAAAAAP4/qLiYpzCy7wg/s1600-h/DSCN2181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134389864066005826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R0EEYNIFO0I/AAAAAAAAAP4/qLiYpzCy7wg/s400/DSCN2181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R0EEjdIFO1I/AAAAAAAAAQA/zCjUBMtDeiI/s1600-h/DSCN2183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134390057339534162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R0EEjdIFO1I/AAAAAAAAAQA/zCjUBMtDeiI/s400/DSCN2183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was mine &amp;amp; Kaia's last night drinking for twenty days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R0EFANIFO2I/AAAAAAAAAQI/GYq0e-u3wWU/s1600-h/DSCN2186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134390551260773218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R0EFANIFO2I/AAAAAAAAAQI/GYq0e-u3wWU/s400/DSCN2186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Kaia called me to "De-brief" about the night before while nursing our hangovers we decided we aren't drinking until her birthday on December 10th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R0EFzdIFO3I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/VwXbC-nuEhM/s1600-h/DSCN2187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134391431729068914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R0EFzdIFO3I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/VwXbC-nuEhM/s400/DSCN2187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead of getting sloshed every Friday &amp;amp; Saturday night we're going to bake, read books, watch movies, &amp;amp; I'm going to study my French! We'll see how this turns out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-1100792140348096664?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/1100792140348096664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=1100792140348096664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/1100792140348096664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/1100792140348096664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-saw-your-arms-in-dream-and-there-were.html' title='I saw your arms in a dream. And there were blue veins.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/R0EEYNIFO0I/AAAAAAAAAP4/qLiYpzCy7wg/s72-c/DSCN2181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-4369661187901986078</id><published>2007-11-17T13:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T13:06:14.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid death can wait.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Rz9XH9IFOxI/AAAAAAAAAPg/cTmIMQvEJPE/s1600-h/DSCN2177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Rz9XH9IFOxI/AAAAAAAAAPg/cTmIMQvEJPE/s400/DSCN2177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133917894404815634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Rz9XS9IFOyI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yIZtt-LkywA/s1600-h/DSCN2179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Rz9XS9IFOyI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yIZtt-LkywA/s400/DSCN2179.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133918083383376674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Rz9XgNIFOzI/AAAAAAAAAPw/ZPNl3mZpEaY/s1600-h/DSCN2180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Rz9XgNIFOzI/AAAAAAAAAPw/ZPNl3mZpEaY/s400/DSCN2180.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133918311016643378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-4369661187901986078?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/4369661187901986078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=4369661187901986078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/4369661187901986078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/4369661187901986078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2007/11/stupid-death-can-wait.html' title='stupid death can wait.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Rz9XH9IFOxI/AAAAAAAAAPg/cTmIMQvEJPE/s72-c/DSCN2177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-5568790396240755989</id><published>2007-11-10T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T16:35:05.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l4lIH1U0h2E&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l4lIH1U0h2E&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So cool!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-5568790396240755989?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/5568790396240755989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=5568790396240755989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/5568790396240755989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/5568790396240755989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-5362894627082426840</id><published>2007-11-10T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T14:07:16.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet, sweet Eugene, I hope you find your way out of the pasture.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RzYojmA7OrI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Z4SpzLd6y38/s1600-h/DSCN2166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131333417400220338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RzYojmA7OrI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Z4SpzLd6y38/s400/DSCN2166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to know why I'm excited?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RzYpMGA7OsI/AAAAAAAAAPI/yx5LSjK37fA/s1600-h/DSCN2167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131334113184922306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RzYpMGA7OsI/AAAAAAAAAPI/yx5LSjK37fA/s400/DSCN2167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, Kaia is back from Africa! And she wrote a new song about a little girl she fell in love with in Africa. It made me want to cry like the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lushy&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Scorpio&lt;/span&gt; mess that I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RzYp7mA7OtI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/BNDFRnI9O0I/s1600-h/DSCN2173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131334929228708562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RzYp7mA7OtI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/BNDFRnI9O0I/s400/DSCN2173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Erick &amp;amp; Kyles to watch a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt; movie about a cooking rat in France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RzYqSmA7OuI/AAAAAAAAAPY/FBoB4U19aaY/s1600-h/DSCN2174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131335324365699810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RzYqSmA7OuI/AAAAAAAAAPY/FBoB4U19aaY/s400/DSCN2174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shy is the best dog in the world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-5362894627082426840?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/5362894627082426840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=5362894627082426840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/5362894627082426840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/5362894627082426840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2007/11/sweet-sweet-eugene-i-hope-you-find-your.html' title='Sweet, sweet Eugene, I hope you find your way out of the pasture.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RzYojmA7OrI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Z4SpzLd6y38/s72-c/DSCN2166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-4528443412671511169</id><published>2007-11-10T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T13:47:43.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad kids all my friends are bad kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RzYkemA7OmI/AAAAAAAAAOY/X9USCJw6_7s/s1600-h/DSCN2155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131328933454363234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RzYkemA7OmI/AAAAAAAAAOY/X9USCJw6_7s/s400/DSCN2155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RzYlfWA7OnI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Ns2MzXXMJVg/s1600-h/DSCN2160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131330045850892914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RzYlfWA7OnI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Ns2MzXXMJVg/s400/DSCN2160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RzYmDWA7OpI/AAAAAAAAAOw/4SABN1SZIBU/s1600-h/DSCN2162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131330664326183570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RzYmDWA7OpI/AAAAAAAAAOw/4SABN1SZIBU/s400/DSCN2162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RzYmbmA7OqI/AAAAAAAAAO4/fY_xHZWXyHg/s1600-h/DSCN2165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131331080938011298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RzYmbmA7OqI/AAAAAAAAAO4/fY_xHZWXyHg/s400/DSCN2165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-4528443412671511169?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/4528443412671511169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=4528443412671511169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/4528443412671511169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/4528443412671511169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2007/11/bad-kids-all-my-friends-are-bad-kids.html' title='Bad kids all my friends are bad kids'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RzYkemA7OmI/AAAAAAAAAOY/X9USCJw6_7s/s72-c/DSCN2155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-6919115312015282289</id><published>2007-11-06T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T23:00:17.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you more than being seventeen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RzFffX3344I/AAAAAAAAANo/VPu_E5jmDLo/s1600-h/DSCN2134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129986443140653954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RzFffX3344I/AAAAAAAAANo/VPu_E5jmDLo/s400/DSCN2134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eighteen years ago today my mother gave birth to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-6919115312015282289?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/6919115312015282289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=6919115312015282289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/6919115312015282289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/6919115312015282289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-love-you-more-than-being-seventeen.html' title='I love you more than being seventeen.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RzFffX3344I/AAAAAAAAANo/VPu_E5jmDLo/s72-c/DSCN2134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-6469354358486182870</id><published>2007-11-05T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T14:24:51.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hide me in the shack behind the house I grew up in 'till I'm ripe.</title><content type='html'>"Sometimes life just really throws its nausea all over you. Unrequited love, wanting to stab fellow beauty school classmates with your shears, watching friends grease it up for a sleazy night, and trying to find meanings in the most meaningless of all things. Scorpio paranoia is like fucking with dynamite and putting all your happiness in the hands of goons. You need the Holly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Golightly's&lt;/span&gt; 'My First Holly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Golightly&lt;/span&gt; Album' to get over how bummed you were this weekend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vinny just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;described&lt;/span&gt; my life now, perfectly the way I have been trying to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;describe&lt;/span&gt; it all week. Thanks for the advice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;physic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pisces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-6469354358486182870?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/6469354358486182870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=6469354358486182870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/6469354358486182870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/6469354358486182870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2007/11/hide-me-in-shack-behind-house-i-grew-up.html' title='Hide me in the shack behind the house I grew up in &apos;till I&apos;m ripe.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-3880843122566758183</id><published>2007-11-03T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T14:55:00.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Move, baby, move your life is falling on you.</title><content type='html'>"... where there was nature and earth, life and water, I saw a desert landscape that was unending, resembling some sort of crater, so devoid of reason and light and spirit that the mind could not grasp it on any sort of conscious level and if you came close the mind would reel backward, unable to take it in. It was a vision so clear and real and vital to me that in its purity it was almost abstract. This was what I could understand, this was how I lived my life, what I constructed my movement around, how I dealt with the tangible. This was the geography around which my reality revolved: it did not occur to me, ever, that people were good or that a man was capable of change, or that the world could be a better place through one’s taking pleasure in a look or a feeling or a gesture, or receiving another person’s love or kindness. Nothing was affirmative, the term 'generosity of spirit' applied to nothing, was a cliché, was some kind of bad joke. Sex is mathematics. Individuality no longer an issue. What does intelligence signify? Define reason. Desire – meaningless. Intellect is not a cure. Justice is dead. Fear, recrimination, innocence, sympathy, guilt, waste, failure, grief, were things, emotions, that no one really felt anymore. Reflection is useless, the world is senseless. Evil is its only permanence. God is not alive. Love cannot be trusted. Surface, surface, surface was all that anyone found meaning in ... this was civilization as I saw it, colossal and jagged."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-3880843122566758183?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/3880843122566758183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=3880843122566758183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/3880843122566758183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/3880843122566758183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2007/11/move-baby-move-your-life-is-falling-on.html' title='Move, baby, move your life is falling on you.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-1473100098472465558</id><published>2007-10-29T11:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T11:37:49.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick people are safe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RyYgGH334zI/AAAAAAAAANA/xVM0msRi70E/s1600-h/DSCN2110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126820515372589874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RyYgGH334zI/AAAAAAAAANA/xVM0msRi70E/s400/DSCN2110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-1473100098472465558?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/1473100098472465558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=1473100098472465558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/1473100098472465558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/1473100098472465558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2007/10/sick-people-are-safe.html' title='Sick people are safe.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RyYgGH334zI/AAAAAAAAANA/xVM0msRi70E/s72-c/DSCN2110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-6661243557547060136</id><published>2007-10-25T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T17:51:24.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I was born to remember a song about love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RyE2W3334iI/AAAAAAAAAK4/p_v1iBlnf_o/s1600-h/weather_underground3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125437617507656226" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RyE5cX334yI/AAAAAAAAAM4/l_X2s-MYIrk/s400/karl_lagerfeld.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMPORTANT THINGS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-6661243557547060136?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/6661243557547060136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=6661243557547060136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/6661243557547060136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/6661243557547060136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-was-born-to-remember-song-about-love.html' title='I was born to remember a song about love.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RyE2W3334iI/AAAAAAAAAK4/p_v1iBlnf_o/s72-c/weather_underground3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-144615971247686312</id><published>2007-10-19T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T22:12:35.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll give you anything.-Everything you want, If you want things.</title><content type='html'>I got really drunk at work right now. I drank an entire Styrofoam cup in Chianti. Everything seems really sincere &amp; romantic when you've drank an whole Styrofoam cup of Chianti. Through a straw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-144615971247686312?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/144615971247686312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=144615971247686312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/144615971247686312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/144615971247686312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2007/10/ill-give-you-anything-everything-you.html' title='I&apos;ll give you anything.-Everything you want, If you want things.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-8904099755635132770</id><published>2007-10-18T21:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T21:51:11.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I belong to the blank generation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Rxg3p5H89DI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZsJ7p-YXl5g/s1600-h/DSCN2065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Rxg3p5H89DI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZsJ7p-YXl5g/s400/DSCN2065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122905768982279218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with Maria! We've become strangers because our lives are so busy &amp;amp; full of obligations/responsibilities/broken cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RxgviZH89BI/AAAAAAAAAKg/KQsiyi1h9eE/s1600-h/DSCN2067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122896844040238098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RxgviZH89BI/AAAAAAAAAKg/KQsiyi1h9eE/s400/DSCN2067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I explained to Maria why I am freaking out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RxgwapH89CI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MryatncbMyg/s1600-h/DSCN2071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122897810407879714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RxgwapH89CI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MryatncbMyg/s400/DSCN2071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I freak out for a second about every two weeks. I think I'm done now. I'm just bored with my routine &amp;amp; disgusted by the people I am forced to coexist with. I need to be excited about something! I am now totally finished complaining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-8904099755635132770?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/8904099755635132770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=8904099755635132770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/8904099755635132770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/8904099755635132770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-belong-to-blank-generation.html' title='I belong to the blank generation.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Rxg3p5H89DI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZsJ7p-YXl5g/s72-c/DSCN2065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-4866313612179440961</id><published>2007-10-16T23:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T16:00:58.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-4866313612179440961?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/4866313612179440961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=4866313612179440961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/4866313612179440961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/4866313612179440961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2007/10/well-im-at-station-and-i-cant-get-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-8366973637449998831</id><published>2007-10-13T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T21:46:27.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You don't need a weather man to know which way the wind blows.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xO0gSJGJ7Fs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xO0gSJGJ7Fs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XRbeUnn-AUA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XRbeUnn-AUA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2-xIulyVsG8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2-xIulyVsG8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his prime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-8366973637449998831?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/8366973637449998831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=8366973637449998831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/8366973637449998831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/8366973637449998831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-dont-need-weather-man-to-know-which.html' title='You don&apos;t need a weather man to know which way the wind blows.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-4143737791249752694</id><published>2007-09-30T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T00:11:31.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Storm in my room, I get a little used to you.</title><content type='html'>Plans for the week: to get healthy (shake this three week flu from hell) &amp;amp; cry off this emotional weirdness I am feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have the positve vibes run out?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-4143737791249752694?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/4143737791249752694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=4143737791249752694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/4143737791249752694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/4143737791249752694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2007/09/storm-in-my-room-i-get-little-used-to.html' title='Storm in my room, I get a little used to you.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-7186232048407888948</id><published>2007-09-27T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T18:31:53.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sitting here waiting for something to happen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RvxVa5H888I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/YlLhkL5WE_8/s1600-h/DSCN2053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115057197285176258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RvxVa5H888I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/YlLhkL5WE_8/s400/DSCN2053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam's art show Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RvxX0JH889I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/CqhxQJUOhiU/s1600-h/DSCN2055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115059830100128722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RvxX0JH889I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/CqhxQJUOhiU/s400/DSCN2055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fuckin' Kenny's played. There were copious amounts of jug there. There was a lot of dancing. Things got fuzzy fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RvxYXZH88-I/AAAAAAAAAKE/UHSOHF6cMs8/s1600-h/DSCN2054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115060435690517474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RvxYXZH88-I/AAAAAAAAAKE/UHSOHF6cMs8/s400/DSCN2054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fuzzy" is what happens when you drink wine. Not "buzzed", but "fuzzy" think about it next time you're drinking wine. It happens the most with red! Anyway, Kristin &amp;amp; I stole some bad wine from a frat party &amp;amp; I spent the rest of the night pretty miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I think I'm going to get stoned for the first time in months listen to can &amp;amp; try to sleep for an entire day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-7186232048407888948?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/7186232048407888948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=7186232048407888948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/7186232048407888948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/7186232048407888948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-sitting-here-waiting-for-something.html' title='I&apos;m sitting here waiting for something to happen.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RvxVa5H888I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/YlLhkL5WE_8/s72-c/DSCN2053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-3895873836043165854</id><published>2007-09-16T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T18:42:09.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think you are the sweetest thing. I wear a coat of feelings and they are loud.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Ru2VSITGAwI/AAAAAAAAAI8/HkmkTxg-Z4w/s1600-h/DSCN2005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110905290833134338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Ru2VSITGAwI/AAAAAAAAAI8/HkmkTxg-Z4w/s400/DSCN2005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariana Martins, the apple of my aorta is in town! Thank goodness for Jewish holiday's that bring my favorite lady home for a visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Ru2Vy4TGAxI/AAAAAAAAAJE/B6Vq3dyC_kQ/s1600-h/DSCN2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110905853473850130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Ru2Vy4TGAxI/AAAAAAAAAJE/B6Vq3dyC_kQ/s400/DSCN2006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Rosh Hashanah everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Ru2WL4TGAyI/AAAAAAAAAJM/JHOflGgCfZE/s1600-h/DSCN2008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110906282970579746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Ru2WL4TGAyI/AAAAAAAAAJM/JHOflGgCfZE/s400/DSCN2008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meeting of two favorites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Ru2WyITGAzI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wR3SS1ScqEE/s1600-h/DSCN2013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110906940100576050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Ru2WyITGAzI/AAAAAAAAAJU/wR3SS1ScqEE/s400/DSCN2013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss spehn was even there! She needed the positive vibes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Ru2YkITGA0I/AAAAAAAAAJc/d5wFw5aVi6E/s1600-h/DSCN2015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110908898605663042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Ru2YkITGA0I/AAAAAAAAAJc/d5wFw5aVi6E/s400/DSCN2015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Ru2ZBYTGA1I/AAAAAAAAAJk/kubz9Va08wQ/s1600-h/DSCN2011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110909401116836690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Ru2ZBYTGA1I/AAAAAAAAAJk/kubz9Va08wQ/s400/DSCN2011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Ru2ZUYTGA2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/HpciQEBkWp0/s1600-h/DSCN2018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110909727534351202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Ru2ZUYTGA2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/HpciQEBkWp0/s400/DSCN2018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler's last night in town. Things got pretty wild!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Brazil &amp;amp; Tyler!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-3895873836043165854?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/3895873836043165854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=3895873836043165854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/3895873836043165854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/3895873836043165854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-think-you-are-sweetest-thing-i-wear.html' title='I think you are the sweetest thing. I wear a coat of feelings and they are loud.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Ru2VSITGAwI/AAAAAAAAAI8/HkmkTxg-Z4w/s72-c/DSCN2005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-4164296901638747186</id><published>2007-09-16T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T12:33:52.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheap acid, soft focus, I was sixteen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Ru2C1YTGArI/AAAAAAAAAIU/lPgAe29BdSI/s1600-h/DSCN1983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Ru2C1YTGArI/AAAAAAAAAIU/lPgAe29BdSI/s400/DSCN1983.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110885005702595250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris got a Tucson tattoo to celebrate his moving to Portland. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Ru2DNITGAsI/AAAAAAAAAIc/616XrkQyPRw/s1600-h/DSCN1986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Ru2DNITGAsI/AAAAAAAAAIc/616XrkQyPRw/s400/DSCN1986.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110885413724488386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is probably on a plane right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Ru2DYYTGAtI/AAAAAAAAAIk/hhmZhvyESbQ/s1600-h/DSCN1988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Ru2DYYTGAtI/AAAAAAAAAIk/hhmZhvyESbQ/s400/DSCN1988.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110885606998016722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what these two are going to do without each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Ru2D0ITGAuI/AAAAAAAAAIs/dMZicDPeNfE/s1600-h/DSCN2001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Ru2D0ITGAuI/AAAAAAAAAIs/dMZicDPeNfE/s400/DSCN2001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110886083739386594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fuckin Kennies played. Arian wrote a song for Paris &amp; his dad came to the show. It was all so happy. So sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Ru2EaITGAvI/AAAAAAAAAI0/9_NI0o0ZRPg/s1600-h/DSCN1999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Ru2EaITGAvI/AAAAAAAAAI0/9_NI0o0ZRPg/s400/DSCN1999.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110886736574415602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Paris! Good luck in Portland &amp; remember all of us in Tucson when you're drinking whiskey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-4164296901638747186?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/4164296901638747186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=4164296901638747186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/4164296901638747186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/4164296901638747186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2007/09/cheap-acid-soft-focus-i-was-sixteen.html' title='Cheap acid, soft focus, I was sixteen.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/Ru2C1YTGArI/AAAAAAAAAIU/lPgAe29BdSI/s72-c/DSCN1983.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-6214941356215594374</id><published>2007-09-15T14:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T14:47:31.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As sad As it seems You’re turning blue In my dreams.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RuxROITGApI/AAAAAAAAAIE/zguCTcCjsGY/s1600-h/DSCN2004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110548980346258066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RuxROITGApI/AAAAAAAAAIE/zguCTcCjsGY/s400/DSCN2004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler is in town! He is really one of my favorite most genuine friends that I know &amp;amp;/or ever had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RuxRdITGAqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/3ElznbL4IeY/s1600-h/DSCN2003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110549238044295842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RuxRdITGAqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/3ElznbL4IeY/s400/DSCN2003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked while Tyler drank a rum &amp;amp; coke &amp;amp; a White &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Russian&lt;/span&gt; in like five minutes flat. What I guy! I will never in my life meet another Tyler Woods! All my favorites live in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; states!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-6214941356215594374?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/6214941356215594374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=6214941356215594374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/6214941356215594374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/6214941356215594374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2007/09/as-sad-as-it-seems-youre-turning-blue.html' title='As sad As it seems You’re turning blue In my dreams.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RuxROITGApI/AAAAAAAAAIE/zguCTcCjsGY/s72-c/DSCN2004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-4584835639197562299</id><published>2007-09-10T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T21:48:32.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He got me high.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RuYbg0mizhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xql6c-WFBcg/s1600-h/DSCN1965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108801077988478482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RuYbg0mizhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xql6c-WFBcg/s400/DSCN1965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's starting to be fall. This is the best time of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RuYbwUmiziI/AAAAAAAAAHU/EDxafnZKH78/s1600-h/DSCN1966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108801344276450850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RuYbwUmiziI/AAAAAAAAAHU/EDxafnZKH78/s400/DSCN1966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything i want seems really fragile right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RuYcAkmizjI/AAAAAAAAAHc/L36Ya8cNoPc/s1600-h/DSCN1967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108801623449325106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RuYcAkmizjI/AAAAAAAAAHc/L36Ya8cNoPc/s400/DSCN1967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't want to break it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RuYcPUmizkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ZHTe_hqJuo8/s1600-h/DSCN1968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108801876852395586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RuYcPUmizkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ZHTe_hqJuo8/s400/DSCN1968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RuYceUmizlI/AAAAAAAAAHs/_Wrx4YDFQow/s1600-h/DSCN1970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108802134550433362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RuYceUmizlI/AAAAAAAAAHs/_Wrx4YDFQow/s400/DSCN1970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RuYcz0mizmI/AAAAAAAAAH0/KHz15y3ude0/s1600-h/DSCN1971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108802503917620834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RuYcz0mizmI/AAAAAAAAAH0/KHz15y3ude0/s400/DSCN1971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RuYdBUmiznI/AAAAAAAAAH8/IR4LOuaNDWA/s1600-h/DSCN1972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108802735845854834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RuYdBUmiznI/AAAAAAAAAH8/IR4LOuaNDWA/s400/DSCN1972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive Vibes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-4584835639197562299?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/4584835639197562299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=4584835639197562299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/4584835639197562299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/4584835639197562299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2007/09/he-got-me-high.html' title='He got me high.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_dswkR88Bc9Y/RuYbg0mizhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/xql6c-WFBcg/s72-c/DSCN1965.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-1015642923928759782</id><published>2007-08-25T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T19:34:47.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes reality is too complex for oral communication.</title><content type='html'>Do it to him before he does it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lessons learned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-1015642923928759782?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/1015642923928759782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=1015642923928759782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/1015642923928759782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/1015642923928759782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2007/08/sometimes-reality-is-too-complex-for.html' title='sometimes reality is too complex for oral communication.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-5889143754785084129</id><published>2007-08-22T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T14:14:16.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I ain't never gonna be the same again.</title><content type='html'>This is a clip from the new Bob Dylan movie. It stars Cate Blanchett as Bob Dylan and David Cross as Allen Ginsberg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.liveleak.com/player.swf" width="450" height="370" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="autostart=false&amp;token=177_1187808255" scale="showall" name="index"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what I think about it yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052014102901510228-5889143754785084129?l=brainsout.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/feeds/5889143754785084129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8052014102901510228&amp;postID=5889143754785084129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/5889143754785084129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052014102901510228/posts/default/5889143754785084129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brainsout.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-aint-never-gonna-be-same-again.html' title='I ain&apos;t never gonna be the same again.'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09446085367210934603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052014102901510228.post-7418753163126308527</id><published>2007-08-18T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T17:33:16.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Ends. Nasty Habits.</title><content type='html'>Top 5 Reasons Why I Don't Go Out Anymore-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Isolation&lt;/span&gt; Equals Best Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I've kind of doing this thing that I do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I go away. Even for a short time.  Where when I get back I stay home, watch my favorite movies over &amp; over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; till I'm so sick of them, and re-read a favorite book till I feel like going out again. I hang out with my dad a lot, till I think he's sick of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;neurosis&lt;/span&gt;. And Give my sister lots of advice on things I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; nothing about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Repeat Conversations &amp; Awkward Banter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I really hate having the same conversation you had with someone the last time you saw them. Because you &amp; this person don't see or speak to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; often you both have to ask &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; the same mundane questions over again. "Oh hey, you still doing that thing you were doing last time i talked to you?" Yeah. "How's so-n-so?" Fine! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ahhhh&lt;/span&gt;. I'm not like this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt;. I just really don't have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Patience&lt;/span&gt; for it these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Disappointment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Whenever I am home &amp; I have plans to go out I tend to get excited &amp;amp; have high &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;expectations&lt;/span&gt; for the night, to see people, drink beer, &amp; the like. Then I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; go home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; in the people I saw conversations I had, I probably said or did something awful &amp;amp; stupid (see "Impulsive") &amp; wake up somewhere with a hang over. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; not fun for me &amp;amp; it's generally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;disappointing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Immaculate&lt;/span&gt; Sleeping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Schedule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have just finally after what seems like a life long struggle, perfected my sleeping schedule! I go to sleep at 10 &amp; wake up at 8 30. I fucking love it. It's great! &amp;amp; I don't want to fuck it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Impulsive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  As of late I've had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;tendency&lt;/span&gt; to make bad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;decisions&lt;/span&gt; out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;boredom&lt;/span&gt; &amp; my emotional state. So In order not to fuck up &amp;amp;/or do anything I will surely regret, I've put myself in a cage for awhile. I'm not saying I'm totally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;irresponsible&lt;/span&gt; &amp; out of control, I'm just really bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;PS&lt;/span&gt;. A girl left her bike at my house a few nights ago &amp; I don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; her name &amp;amp; I don't think I know any of her friends so if you were there &amp;amp; you know who she is let me know so she can get her bike since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not at my house at normal hours. 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