<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:54:07.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>| edsel | pretzel | blogger v.\\ 0.8 |</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;img src="http://members.aol.com/edellight/images/edsel.bmp"&gt;
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</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>141</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-110881268530550108</id><published>2005-02-19T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T03:31:56.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just saw the cutest thing. Hilary Duff passes by a penny. She stops, pauses, bends down and notices the penny is tails up. She turns it over and smiles to herself. A guy approaches her, questioning her random penny turning. She simply smiles and says, u gotta make ur own luck. He asks surprised, picks it up, and says “oh, what do u know, a lucky penny.” Oh, by the way, I’m watching Raise Your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/110881268530550108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/110881268530550108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2005_02_13_archive.html#110881268530550108' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-110171821510419401</id><published>2004-11-29T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T00:50:15.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[damnt!][Calender]: Mon. Nov. 29, 04[Clock]: 12:06am[Media]: Kelly Clakson - Breakaway *on repeat*[start]:i don't know why i torture myself. i go online, and i see 'them' online.. and i always just want to im them, get to talk to them, but what the hell is the point, because i know what's going to happen. They'll just go on about how happy they are with their new love, and it'll just hurt</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/110171821510419401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/110171821510419401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2004_11_28_archive.html#110171821510419401' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-110078315981374967</id><published>2004-11-18T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T05:05:59.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[It’s not about Finding Nemo, it’s about finding yourself; finding Me]Thoughts: Where am I going?Sounds: Linkin Park - MeteoraTastes: some home made chicken nuggets =)Start Time: 4:08amSo here I am awake @ 4 in the morning… why? I just couldn’t sleep. I’m listening to “Somewhere I Belong.” This song really gets to me. I can just remember hearing this song for the first time and simply </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/110078315981374967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/110078315981374967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2004_11_14_archive.html#110078315981374967' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-109108596227431746</id><published>2004-07-29T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T00:26:02.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[ inside my day ]Today was an okay day-off... thank god for a day-off. So.. I spent morning and noon, cleaning my car... I got a car-wash.. and then I cleaned the inside of my car, something that I haven't done for such a long time. It's so nasty when I don't clean my car for a long time, i end up finding really weird and scary things under those seats and on that carpet, whoa, so gross. LoL. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/109108596227431746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/109108596227431746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2004_07_25_archive.html#109108596227431746' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-109030378722944627</id><published>2004-07-19T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T23:11:52.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[I need to vent once again ]   Ok, is there something wrong with me? Like personality wise, looks wise, everything. I just feel like nothing is really happening for me... there's so many things that I would love to have... things that i need to have... things that could make my life so much better.. and these are things that are not really hard to get, these are reasonable want, ambitions, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/109030378722944627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/109030378722944627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2004_07_18_archive.html#109030378722944627' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-108961218138315823</id><published>2004-07-11T22:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T23:03:01.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[All the Pieces... pieces of me]Yeah... I'm listening to that song right now, by Ashlee Simpson. It's a good song, I watch her show sometimes, but anyways. It sucks, I'm completely broke... I had like $140... and it's all gone. Most of it went to developing pictures, i still had rolls from Kristine's cotillion in january.. senior snow trip in february... prom.. and the international rally... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/108961218138315823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/108961218138315823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2004_07_11_archive.html#108961218138315823' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-108927118726393236</id><published>2004-07-08T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T00:19:47.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Ok... i'm hella tired, lol]Ok... so i was like falling asleep while i was driving home, damn... can i say total car accident? lol SWERVE! So today we (Me | Pimploy | Pimpan) painted Pimpan's room. God, we worked on that damn room all day... we started hella early in the morning, and it's Disney colors, "Fairy-tale Pink &amp; Tinkerbell Green" haha, and it looks hella nice. You know, it was really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/108927118726393236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/108927118726393236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2004_07_04_archive.html#108927118726393236' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-108857951787535119</id><published>2004-06-29T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T00:11:57.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[ T // I // M // E ]: where the hell did it go?okay... i apologize again for not being up to date with this thing. So the last time I wrote in here was before Grad Nite. Man, grad nite was the best! IT SIMPLY was... Disneyland was the best thing, just too much experiences, emotions, and things to say about that trip. I had the time of my life, and the exhilaration and happiness is just the cure</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/108857951787535119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/108857951787535119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2004_06_27_archive.html#108857951787535119' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-108611372567887609</id><published>2004-06-01T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T11:18:29.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[S U B J E C T]: a song that makes me think...[Song]: Yellowcard - Ocean AvenueThere's a place off Ocean AvenueWhere I used to sit and talk with youWe were both 16 and it felt so rightSleeping all day, staying up all nightStaying up all nightThere's a place on the corner of Cherry StreetWe would walk on the beach in our bare feetWe were both 18 and it felt so rightSleeping all day, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/108611372567887609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/108611372567887609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108611372567887609' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-108607483698125272</id><published>2004-06-01T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T11:16:26.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Subject: Every inch of happiness has been ripped out from my body.This past weekend I found out a lot. All of it was truly negative. Things have been quite terrible for me lately and I seriously do not know where to start. So Friday was "our" trip to Great America. I actually could not wait to go, even though I would have to wait due to the tardiness of a friend. But we finally go there... it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/108607483698125272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/108607483698125272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108607483698125272' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-108446499750687877</id><published>2004-05-13T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T09:16:37.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Location]: Ms. Hill's Class (2nd Period)[Thinking]: about someone that I really like[Hoping]: that they like me too =)[Wanting]: to cut class, real bad![Quote]: "I wanna do EVERYONE!" - Lisa[U]mmmm, okay, hey there blog. Sorry I've neglected you for so long. I apologize. So a lot has happened since I last blogged. Prom is over. I'm glad and sad about it. All the stress I had to go through,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/108446499750687877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/108446499750687877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108446499750687877' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-108110564667277834</id><published>2004-04-04T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T12:13:13.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Song]: Usher - Seperated[Quote]: "Go your way, and I'll go mine, baby,live your life, and i'll live mine.Maybe you'll do well, and i'll be fine,cuz baby, we're better off, seperated..."-Usher[Okay], so as of now, I'm really trying to keep a happy face, and it really seems like everyone is having their perfect little lives going for them, except who? ME. I'm begginning to feel the bitter </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/108110564667277834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/108110564667277834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108110564667277834' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-108026603580631306</id><published>2004-03-25T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T17:57:19.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Listening To]: Linkin Park - From the Inside[Feeling]: like shit[Thinking]: about _ _ _ _ _[Wanting]: to just get out and never look back![Quote]: "I won't waste myself with you"-Linkin Park[K] I need to vent. I have a lot of things I must address.. but i'm really not sure how i'm gonna say all of it here, i probably won't. What happened? Why did things fall apart so fast? Things were </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/108026603580631306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/108026603580631306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#108026603580631306' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-107662480299208631</id><published>2004-02-12T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T14:29:11.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Listening]: to computers roar, and Pearl (talking to herself)[Thinking]: about everything[Dreading]: the dentist....[Quote]: "No one is really a virgin, life screws everyone!"[H]ey there BLOG! Oh my, I'm just sitting here in 6th period and of course we are doing nothing. I'm so happy because I'm finally done with selling the dog tags, no more stress, now I just need to worry about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/107662480299208631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/107662480299208631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107662480299208631' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-107465841012208209</id><published>2004-01-20T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T20:15:28.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Listening]: Keith Sweat - Nobody[Thinking]: about the past week, whoa[Feeling]: okay, I guess[Hoping]: that the FUTURE is good![Quote]: "It doesn't matter what comes out of your mouth, the only thing that matters is what goes in" - me[Okay] so the past week has been, whoa. Relationships are very difficult. Sometimes they can be wonderful and sometimes they can be the most miserable thing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/107465841012208209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/107465841012208209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107465841012208209' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-107397172411325460</id><published>2004-01-12T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T20:17:47.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Listening]: No Doubt - Simple Kind of Life[Thinking]: i'm still confused! Life sucks...[Hoping]: things will get better[Also Thinking]: DANG, i haven't blogged in a while[Wishing]: i didn't have to grow up[Quote]: "It was the hardest thing i had to do" -Sonny[O]kay, so... a lot has happened since the last time i blogged, dang, Thanksgiving? That was so LONGGGGGG ago. The thing is, I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/107397172411325460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/107397172411325460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107397172411325460' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-106999066528035584</id><published>2003-11-27T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T19:38:32.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[ Watching ]: Dumb and Dumberer[ Thinking ]: I  don't know, no thoughts (lol)[ Wanting ]: To get out... it's kind dull[ Hoping]: I get a job soon![ Quote ]: "Damn right, it's better than yours!" - kelis[ Happy Turkey Day Everyone ][S]ooo, it's Thanksgiving... vacation is over... crap, what have i been doing? i'm finally done making the house all nice and Christmassy, i must say that I did</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/106999066528035584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/106999066528035584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106999066528035584' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-106891959501437286</id><published>2003-11-15T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T10:07:05.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Listening]: It's just me against the music... lol[Feeling]: tired... a little sad... confused[Wanting]: to get a break from school[Thinking]: that way too much is going on![Hoping]: I pass my driver's test on Monday =)[W]ell, okay... so last Wednesday was the Dance Team tryouts @ school.. i don't want to go there, let's just say that I hate dancing now... =( oh well... Yesterday was our </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/106891959501437286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/106891959501437286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106891959501437286' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-106832950908755154</id><published>2003-11-08T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-08T14:15:26.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[[look, scary me!]]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/106832950908755154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/106832950908755154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106832950908755154' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-106428152493050314</id><published>2003-09-22T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-22T18:54:37.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[[Dang, I'm Always online, but I never blog]][Listening]: Christina Aguilera Feat. Alicia Keys - Impossible[Feeling]: HOT, damn this weather[Thinking]: about LIFE in general[Wanting]: to feel better about myself[Quote]: "Sometimes I think to myself, what is the point of it all?" - me[O]kay, why the heck do I never blog, well, hey, it's a lot of effort to freaking go to blogger.com, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/106428152493050314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/106428152493050314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106428152493050314' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-106227865411681632</id><published>2003-08-30T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-30T14:26:51.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay... i have some updating to do![[past events of .august.]]Aug. 14 - went golfing with Marc, Pimploy, and Angel.. after that Pimpan, Angel, Pimploy and I went to the Benicia/Vallejp Humane Society.. the Pimp's had to volunteer, that was fun. After that, the Pimps went back to my house where we met up with Drew, and got ready to go to.. Kaeli's Viewing... This was a day that I will never</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/106227865411681632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/106227865411681632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106227865411681632' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-106045087170160442</id><published>2003-08-09T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-09T10:41:11.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm in total shock, disbelief, i feel deep saddness...R.I.P. KAELI DEWEESE! May your soul find true shelter and tranquility in heaven. My heart, all of our hearts go out to you. Rest In Peace, i'm so sorry that you had to leave us so early. You had such a great future ahead of you. You were simply one of the best people I knew, a great friend, a wonderful artist. I'll always remember you![</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/106045087170160442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/106045087170160442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#106045087170160442' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-106002318170130263</id><published>2003-08-04T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-04T11:53:01.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WOW, i'm actually writing in here! OMG...[Listening]: to No Doubt - Simple Kind of Life[Feeling]: okay... ehhh[Anticipating]: San Francisco[Wanting]: to get my license now..[Quote]: "It just ain't SKANKY enough"-Sarah Michelle Geller (SNL)[A]lritey..... hey there blogger! dang... how long has it been since i've written in here... wow! well, what's been going on... ummmm.. WORK, work, and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/106002318170130263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/106002318170130263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#106002318170130263' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-91814773</id><published>2003-04-01T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-01T19:15:26.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Watching]: T.V.... a bunch of commercials[Finished]: taking a shower... imagine it, oh yeah![Feeling]: okay[Wanting]: more time in the day[Thinking]: about the meet tomorrow[Quote]: "I'm prostilicious bayybe" - David[W]ell... today was the art class's fieldtrip to the Zeum and to the Museum of Modern Art in Frisco. It was hecka fun... I started off my day waking up late... so I hecka </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/91814773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/91814773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91814773' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-91163939</id><published>2003-03-21T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-27T20:46:52.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Listening]: to some calm music; guitar strummin[Finished]: reading emails and blogs =)[Feeling]: okay...[Wanting]: Money, thank god for paychecks tomorrow[Thinking]: about everyone...[Quotes]: "Heh Heh... ween" - Robert[H]mmm... let's see what happened since the last time I blogged.... well, last Friday I watched Bringing Down the House... that was a funny @$$ movie.. I swear.. if you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/91163939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/91163939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#91163939' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-90687896</id><published>2003-03-13T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-13T19:51:20.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Listening]: Jimmy Eat World - Get It Faster[Feeling]: okay.. a little down[Wanting]: everything to be GOOD[Thinking]: about the summer...[Quotes]: "I don't care what you do, I'mgetting out..." - Jimmy Eat World[W]ow... I haven't blogged in a while.. sorry about that.. Well, today was the swim meet against Napa High, and guess what.. we WON! or atleast the boys did.. whoo hoo.. oh yeah.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/90687896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/90687896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90687896' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-90324390</id><published>2003-03-07T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-07T14:12:45.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Listening]: to the movie, Mask Of Zorro is on[Location]: 6th Period...[Feeling]: Good... suprise huh?[Wanting]: to see some1 =)[Thinking]: about everything[Quotes]: "Mama Grease...." - Taco Bell Lady"It was like the back of a whale" - me[H]ey there bloggy. I'm in Ms. Anderson's class.. since Mr. Garcia has a baseball game.. yeah, she's our sub.. and what a suprise.. we're watching Mask </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/90324390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/90324390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90324390' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-90086113</id><published>2003-03-03T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-03T18:35:58.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Listening]: t.A.T.u. - All the Things She Said[Feeling]: okay, yeah, okay =)[Wanting]: money... I want clothes =([Thinking]: about L I F E...[Quote]: "He wakking" - Ms. Surber[O]kay... Hey there bloggy. Wassup? I got back from swim practice like 15 minutes ago.. I'm tired.. I think I'm going to take a short nap in a few minutes.. but hey.. Yesterday was fun.  Me and a friend went around </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/90086113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/90086113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90086113' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-89910395</id><published>2003-02-28T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-28T09:19:45.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Location]: 2nd Period, Honors English[Listening]: to the class talking[Feeling]: okay.. i guess[Wanting]: to not feel SICK[Quote]: "Can We Not Talk About This" - me[O]kay... well, yesterday was the swim team's Lap-A-THon.. and guess what.. I freakin did 200 laps.. wow.. That's alot.. I was only expecting to do like 120 or something, but hey. I was like.. if I made it this far, why not just</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/89910395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/89910395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89910395' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-89620845</id><published>2003-02-23T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-23T15:41:30.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Location]: my cousin Melanie's house[L]istening]: LL Cool J/Amerie - Paradise[Feeling]: fine.. just FOINE[Wanting]: nothing much[Quote]: "We were hecka looking for SOMEBODY'S place!" - Drew[H]ey there blog... How u Doin? Hmmm.. crap, it sucks, why is there school tomorrow? Man, the weekend was fun, it really was.. it had its UPs and DOWNs.. but hey, a lot of ups.. a lot of them I must say</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/89620845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/89620845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89620845' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-89472588</id><published>2003-02-20T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-20T19:13:36.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is just a test.. something is wrong with freaking blogger!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/89472588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/89472588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89472588' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-89147112</id><published>2003-02-15T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-15T08:46:28.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Watching]: the Rugrats[Thinking]: about yesterday =)[Feeling]: little tired, but good[Also]: feeling like I ate too much =/[Wanting]: to leave...[Quote]: "You're better than your husband"-lady in the movie, FRIDA[W]ow, yesterday was SUCH a great day... I mean.. REALLY, it was one of the greatest days that I ever had.. I mean really. I'm just real happy right now. So my day started off </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/89147112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/89147112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89147112' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-89099480</id><published>2003-02-14T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-14T09:09:51.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Listening]: to tATu - All the Things She Said[Feeling]: bad, sad.. not well =([Thinking]: about what REALLY happened...[Wishing]: that I did a better job at the Show[Quote]: (it's a long one...)"A kiss is a just a kiss till you find the one you love. A hug is just a hug till its with the one you`re thinking of . A dream is just a dream till you make it come true. Love is just a word </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/89099480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/89099480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89099480' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-88761573</id><published>2003-02-08T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-08T09:34:23.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Listening]: Dashboard Confessionals - ThePlaces That You've Come To Fear the Most[Feeling]: okay.. yeah, just fine =)[Thinking]: about the past, depressing i know[Wanting]: to get out of the house[Quote]: "can i get a protein berry pizazz,with an immunity boost?" - me[O]h yeah... Jamba Juice, the best.. yummm, i want some more right now. But hey. So let's see what's happened this week, I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/88761573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/88761573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88761573' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-88549236</id><published>2003-02-04T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-04T12:58:31.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Listening]: Incubus - Wish You Were Here[Feeling]: Good.. real good[Thinking]: about everything[Location]: Alg II Class, 5th period[Quote]: "You Did It" - Lady from DMV[H]ello there blog. Well, all I can say is that I am finally HAPPY. I am extremely happy with life right now. I just realized some things, and I got my priorities straight.. and life is just going okay for me, finally. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/88549236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/88549236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88549236' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-88104890</id><published>2003-01-27T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-04T12:50:02.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Location]: the computer lab at my school[Doing]: some work for our English letter[H]ey guys, well I took the S.A.T.s last Saturday. I hope I did okay.. ehh, I've just been really stressed lately, I seriously need to calm down, but yeah, it wasn't as bad as I thought. So, what's new? Not much. I've just been quite moody as usual, really I have. But everyone knows that. It's almost the end of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/88104890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/88104890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88104890' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-87935590</id><published>2003-01-23T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T19:32:26.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Listening]: to the t.v., not watching[Feeling]: crappy, mad, sick, dumb[Thinking]: about the past[Talking]: to no one[Quote]: "the only person who controls your happiness... is you" - Angel[W]ow, I haven't blogged in the longest time, sorry about that. A lot has been going on... I'm really dreading Saturday because that's S.A.T. day... errr... can't wait for that, ickk! I'm really not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/87935590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/87935590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87935590' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-87423757</id><published>2003-01-14T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-14T08:41:47.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Location]: I'm in 2nd Per., Honors English[Feeling]: really blehhh, not well[Thinking]: what I did wrong[Talking]: to Angel[Quote]: "I want to runaway and never saygoodbye" - Linkin ParkWell, yeah, I know I haven't blogged in like, the longest time, oh well, what are you going to do? NOTHING, that's right. But hey, I have a book that I think that everyone should definitely read atleast </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/87423757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/87423757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87423757' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-87041300</id><published>2003-01-06T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-06T19:51:51.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Watching]: tv.. not really watching[Feeling]: lost, unwelcomed[Thinking]: what I did wrong?[Talking]: to Robert[Quote]: "Ain't No Sunshine..."[T]oday was the first day of school. School went pretty slow... like really... I didn't feel good at all today. REALLY. I just don't like school anymore, and that's weird because school used to be one of the greatest things for me. But now, it just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/87041300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/87041300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87041300' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-86891257</id><published>2003-01-03T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-03T12:55:03.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Listening]: to Orgy - Slept So Long[Feeling]: mad, sad, everything[Thinking]: life sucks ass[Quote]: "That's just icky"[W]ell.. okay.. all I have to say is.. wow.. the truth is out now. ABOUT EVERYTHING, and all I want to know is who told??? Did  you not think it  was my DECISION to tell her, was it not my move to tell her the TRUTH? I WAS GOING TO.. but fine.. whatever... I guess it's just</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/86891257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/86891257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_12_29_archive.html#86891257' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-86598240</id><published>2002-12-27T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-27T12:01:38.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Watching]: Queen of the Damned[Feeling]: Pissed off, sad[Thinking]: about the future[Quote]: "I can not be forsaken becauseI'm not the only one" - Lestat[Y]esterday was a really good and really bad day. Okay, well, I didn't get any sleep yesterday morning... and then when my friends Robert and Jacquie came to pick me up, Robert almost died.. one of my neighbors freakin slammed into his car</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/86598240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/86598240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_archive.html#86598240' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-86552675</id><published>2002-12-26T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-26T08:56:34.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Feeling]: a little down[Thinking]: about later today[Quote]: If you can't find any good in the world, then it's your fault[H]ey there my blog. Christmas in Tracy was pretty cool... I got more $ and some clothes. I saw my little cousins who I had not seen for the longest time. They freakin saw me, screamed "EDSEL!!!!" and ran to me, and grabbed onto my legs and hopped all over me.. sheesh... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/86552675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/86552675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_archive.html#86552675' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-86509760</id><published>2002-12-25T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-25T00:58:13.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Merry Christmas everyone...[Feeling]: yeah... =D[Thinking]: about $$$ so sad =([Quote]: "My nuts roasting on an open mouth,Jack Frost Nipping at your crotch..Though it's been done, many timesmany ways, Merry Sexmas to You!"-Me (hahaha)Well, it's officially Christmas right now, and I'm celebrating at my cousin Aileen's house. Yeah, I didn't get any wrapped presents, but hey.. I got </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/86509760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/86509760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_archive.html#86509760' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-86439286</id><published>2002-12-23T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-23T08:30:20.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Watching]: Hey Arnold[Feeling]: pretty good[Thinking]: that I'm hungry =D[Quote]: "Sorry I Was so CLumsy"[W]oww... it's been hecka long since I last wrote in here. Sorry, just been a little pre-occupied lately, you know.. but isn't everyone a littly busy during the holiday season.. hmmm.. yeah. I'm so glad I'm on vacation right now.. I mean really.. yeah.. 2 weeks.. I'm reading this one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/86439286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/86439286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_archive.html#86439286' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-86187068</id><published>2002-12-17T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-17T14:33:50.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Listening]: to this freakin loud class[Sitting]: at the comp. in Spanish II[Feeling]: ewww[Thinking]: how bad my x-country pix are[Quote]: "All alone, all alone ;)"[H]mmm, I'm bored and we still have like 7 minutes of school left. I just finished reading one of my friend's blog, I swear, copy and paste, so lazy.. hahaha! So here I am, in Spanish, everyone has someone to talk about but me. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/86187068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/86187068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86187068' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-86146632</id><published>2002-12-16T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-16T19:34:59.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Listening]: Adema - Giving In[Wondering]: how every will be...[Feeling]: weird, gross[Quote]: "Can you take it all away, this pain you give to me" - Puddle of Mudd[E]hhhhh, no need to talk about school. School can kiss my 855. I'm just not having fun with school anymore, and I just feel like everything sucks, even though I know that it doesn't. Today after school, we all went back to Jen's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/86146632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/86146632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86146632' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-85986846</id><published>2002-12-14T02:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-14T02:35:25.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Watching]: Kim Possible, lol.[Feeling]: dazed[Thinking]: Life is confusing.[Quote]: "It's me... Jessica"-Rob Schneider, Hot ChickOkay.. a basic summary of my school day...It was after lunch, and me, Felipe, and Katrina were walking to our lockers. At one point, Felipe was about to get hit by someone's umbrella, so he dodged it and swerved onto the grass, off the sidewalk, in this motion </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85986846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85986846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85986846' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-85920116</id><published>2002-12-12T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-12T16:42:49.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Listening]: Taproot - Poem[Feeling]: engrossed with emotions[Thinking]: where are my pictures?[Talking]: to Fornia[Quote]: "Just leave me alone to die"-Lilo &amp; Stitch[I] got my school pictures today, they were "okay." They could have been better, and I want my freakin Cross-country pictures right now.. our coach is holding them for hostage, i swear. I called the photographer about the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85920116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85920116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85920116' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-85864297</id><published>2002-12-11T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-11T16:07:23.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Watching]: CMC, uh oh![Feeling]: pretty darn good! yes, darn.[Thinking]: about the weekend =D[Talking]: to the mirror[H]eyyyy.. the [quote] of the day is for Angel. "IT's FREAKIN TEA!!!" lol... hehe, yeah, only she'll understand that one. And I guess you could call that "tea" a sauce. But anyways, nothing much is going on. I'm basically bored, and I have a lot of homework to do, ehhh, I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85864297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85864297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85864297' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-85764414</id><published>2002-12-09T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-09T20:07:12.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Listening]: Puddle of Mudd - Blurry[Feeling]: depressed, happy, and funky, haha[Thinking]: about the weekend =)[Talking]: to my brother, mom[S]ooo, hey there my blogumentary. Today was what you would call a "sooo mediocre" day, because in reality, it really was. Today was just a cold, rainy, and boring day, with really nothing happening. Jacquie said that she thinks it would be nice if </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85764414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85764414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85764414' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-85706351</id><published>2002-12-08T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-08T19:45:59.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Watching]: Lilo &amp; Stitch (once again)[Feeling]: alright.. =D[Thinking]: about everything[Talking]: to Fornia[H]mmm.. well let's see what I did today, went to church... that was boring as usual.. and ehh, ummm then me and my mom did a little more Christmas shopping, by the way, I'm still not done.. ehh! and then did a little more shopping, returned some stuff, and then had lunch. After that,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85706351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85706351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85706351' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-85543524</id><published>2002-12-05T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-05T08:40:16.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Location]: in 2nd period, Honors English[U]mmmm.. I feel quite uhhh today, and we're not doing anything in class, so yeah, here I am blogging. There's just so much going and I'm kind of pissed off because in my first period, one of my partners was not here and we couldn't do our presentation and I swear, I worked so freakin hard for that presentation. So the whole class is talking during the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85543524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85543524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85543524' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-85508603</id><published>2002-12-04T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-04T16:08:54.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Watching]: Mtv, TRL is on[Feeling]: Cold, it's freakin cold[Thinking]: about the weekend[Talking]: to Andrew[U]mmm, okay, school, great? Heck no! not really.. I kinda had a rough start in the morning cuz let's just say, some jokes shouldn't be said.. so ehh, but whatever cuz I say mean stuff too. So ehh, whatever.. school was just boring, dumb, and how many classes did I sleep in? And that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85508603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85508603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85508603' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-85402149</id><published>2002-12-02T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-02T15:54:39.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Listening]: Kelly Rowland - Stole[Feeling]: somewhat okay...[Thinking]: how it will work out..[Talking]: with Jacquie, Katrina[S]ooo, as a friend of mine would say... "Hey." School was actually okay today. My emotions and feelings were really on a rollercoaster. One minute I would be totally Hyper jumping everywhere, and the next I would be so Anti-social and sad. But I had my laughs today,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85402149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85402149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85402149' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-85355646</id><published>2002-12-01T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-01T18:34:03.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Listening]: Third Eye Blind - Jumper[Feeling]: really bad, pissed off, sad[Thinking]: can life get better?[Talking]: with Joey, Fornia[S]ooo anyways... my weekend sucked much. Umm... yeah, I just have mixed feelings about everything, about life in general, and I just want to know the main purpose of life, I just want things to end, like right now. I don't know how to explain the reasons I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85355646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85355646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85355646' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-85232993</id><published>2002-11-28T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-28T17:30:55.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Location]: Concord[Feeling]: Hungry[U]hhh... okay, i'm @ my aunt's house and yeah, it's Thanksgiving.. lol... i just felt like blogging, i have no idea why. So look, i changed my picture once again and ehhh.. what can i say? but yeah.. My family, my little nephews/cousins are stepping all over my cousin Aileen right now, and my other cousin Joey is like singing little children songs, FOUL. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85232993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85232993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85232993' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-85221487</id><published>2002-11-28T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-28T11:37:08.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gobble..gobbble...gahh</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85221487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85221487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85221487' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-85213759</id><published>2002-11-28T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-28T11:30:53.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Listening]: Taproot - Poem[Feeling]: somewhat okay..[Thinking]: about tomorrow...=)[Greeting]: Happy Thanksgiving![Quote]: "You are a very ugly woman, beyond repair, who will only have sex if you commit female rape"-Dr. Phil (Mad TV version)[S]ooo... it's turkey day, hmmm... yumm? my parents were freaking arguing this morning, Thanksgiving morning!!! What the heck? sometimes, they are so</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85213759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85213759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85213759' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-85098577</id><published>2002-11-25T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-25T23:54:44.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Thoughts]: i feel kind of icky right now because I read some stuff that I had already known what was being said.. and i really don't think that people should JUDGE... i should keep things to myself now, really, that's why I HAVE a PERSONAL journal to write in, and not this stupid freakin blog, so you know what... EHHHH! what's the point when others are just going to judge what you say and how </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85098577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85098577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85098577' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-85084426</id><published>2002-11-25T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-25T17:56:39.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Listening]: to my new Deftones cd[Feeling]: real good, reallll goood[Thinking]: about a lot, =)[Talking]: to Angel[Quote]: Go Somewhere w/ that!-Angel[S]oo.. i'm on my Thanksgiving vacation this week and i'm all home alone. My parents went to Reno, and my brother is @ work. and oh yeah, and my friend Robert gets his Nose Cast off today! Oh and about that, he had *reconstructive* surgery </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85084426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/85084426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85084426' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-84981867</id><published>2002-11-23T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-25T23:46:34.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Watching]: nothing, Sat. TV sucks[Munching]: on nothing now...[Thinking]: about *stuff*[Conversing]: with Pearl[Quote]: "5 words, i think..." [H]mmm... yesterday after I got home from the fieldtrip, Pimploy called and asked if I wanted to go watch Die Another Day. and so yeah, I got dressed and then we went to go watch the 6:40 one. But when we go there, the guy said that it was sold out.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/84981867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/84981867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84981867' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-84950269</id><published>2002-11-22T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-22T17:22:10.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Watching]: Becoming: Avril Lavigne[Munching]: on nothing...[Thinking]: about today... FUN![Conversing]: with myself haha![Quote]: i'm only 7![W]ell, today was a real fun day! today, we left school at 8:50 or 9:00 or whatever and then we were on our way to Berkely for our Junior Class of 2004 Fieldtrip to Berkeley... so yeah, first we went ice skating at Berkeley Iceland, that was really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/84950269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/84950269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84950269' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-84842090</id><published>2002-11-20T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-20T16:28:54.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Watching]: Montel, paranormal activity... [Munching}: i had some Wendy's before[Thinking]: about good stuff =)[Conversing]: with Drew and Pearl[W]ell, today, I wrote someone a letter, and I let them read it and yeah, that person wrote me a letter back and I kinda got some question answered??? i guess.. hehe.. lol, but it's good that there's TALKING again, i really hated the whole "IGNORING"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/84842090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/84842090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84842090' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-84746495</id><published>2002-11-18T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-18T21:00:59.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Watching]: nickelodeon, As Told By Ginger is on[Eating]: cold, refrigerated grapes... yum[Thinking]: hmmm.. stuff[Talking]: Pimpan, Julianne[Quote]: "I'll see about that" - fat guy from Pinole Century Theathers[W]ell, okay, i don't expect anyone to know the significance of that quote except for two other people, lol, stupid guy, trying to take our seats.. "HE don't KNOW us," lol well </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/84746495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/84746495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84746495' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-84615658</id><published>2002-11-16T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-16T01:10:55.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Listening]: J.Lo - Jenny From the Block:Deftones - Pink Maggit:Las Ketchup - The Ketchup Song [lmao][Eating]: nothing... it's kinda late[Thinking]: that it was an incredible day[Talking]: to nobody[Quote]: "so yeah.. like FAVORS"[H]ahaha, yes i know, that quote was pretty off, said by the pretty off person, none other than Andrew Rico. But yeah, i had to freaking call Andrew like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/84615658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/84615658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84615658' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-84549184</id><published>2002-11-14T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-14T15:48:33.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Watching]: MTV, i think its TRL[Eating]: i had some Pumpkin Pie[Thinking]: about how it's my fault[Talking]: to Katrina[Quote]: "I'll set you on fire,cuz              I'm on fire" - Deftones[A]hhhhhhhh... school sucks now. I mean, not all of it, but just stuff. I mean I know I have a lot of other friend, but I totally feel all alone, and ehhh, i wish this could all change ad everything </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/84549184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/84549184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84549184' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-84547895</id><published>2002-11-14T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-14T15:11:19.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>umm.... my life is pretty much, FOUL</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/84547895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/84547895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84547895' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-84454414</id><published>2002-11-12T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-12T20:19:30.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Listening To]: Las Ketchup - Aserejé &amp; The Ketchup Song[Eating]: nothing, not hungry anymore...[Thinking]: what is going on???[Talking To]: i was talking to Drew earlier[Quote]: "Learning To Breathe, learning to               crawl... finding that you and you               alone can break my fall"                                            - Switchfoot[I] guess you could say my BAD day</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/84454414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/84454414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84454414' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-84318589</id><published>2002-11-10T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-10T08:22:46.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Watching]: "Becoming" Usher  &amp; P. Diddy[Eating]: nothing yet....[Thinking]: how i miss somone terribly[Conversing]: with no one[Quote]: ASEREJE ha, je, tejebe tude soubinouba..[O]kay.. lol.. asereje.. i like that freakin ketchup song, i have no idea why, but hey, it's kind of catchy if you listen to is.. right drew? Yesterday was the last day of Cross-Country, SUB-SECTIONS and let's just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/84318589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/84318589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84318589' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-84254416</id><published>2002-11-08T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-08T15:53:27.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Jammin To]: videos, watching CMC[Munchin On]: not hungry...[Thinkin Bout]: STUFF, hehe, yeah[Talkin To]: Drew[Quote]: "You're so FOUL, you're chicken" [W]ell, i haven't blogged for a while. This whole week has just been a total blur and I just can't believe that certain things in my life are totally just going GREAT, but still, life has many ups and downs and this past week i have just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/84254416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/84254416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_11_03_archive.html#84254416' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-83919436</id><published>2002-11-02T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-02T06:46:17.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[[Jammin To]]: some slow jams...[[Thinkin Bout]]: how life is the greatest and worst thing in basically, life.[[Also Thinkin]]: how proud i am of myself for having a lot of courage =D[[W]]ell, good morning. dang it's hecka early, i have no friggin' idea why i'm friggin awake. Really, i have no idea. but yeah, yesterday i told some feelings that i had kept inside for a while, and yeah, "i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/83919436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/83919436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83919436' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-83605270</id><published>2002-10-27T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-10-27T12:33:55.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jammin To: Dj Mystik - China (Remix)Munchin On: NUFFIN... muffinThinkin Bout: ALL my projex i have to doTalkin To: Nobody[[H]]ey.. well remember people, Daylight Savings Time Once Again, so yeah.. LOL, i accidently told Pearl that's it's an HOUR AHEAD, not an HOUR BACK.. LMAO, hopefully she figured it out by now, LOL, and yeah. I talked with Pearl on the Phone till like 2, on our clocks it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/83605270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/83605270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83605270' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-83486739</id><published>2002-10-24T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-24T21:42:43.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jammin To: Santana &amp; Michelle B - Game Of LoveMunchin On: Nothing... not hungryThinkin Bout: TOMORROW... =)Talkin To: Pimploy's lil sister, Pimpan[[w]]ell yeah, tomorrow is FRIDAY, and that means i get to go to work!!! and i get so see a CERTAIN SOMEONE and drool all over myself... hahah! WOWEE... but yeah... Janelle freakin TOOK MY SPONGEBOB keychain AGAIN! THAT ASS!!!! i swear WOMAN, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/83486739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/83486739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83486739' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-83383014</id><published>2002-10-22T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-11-14T15:32:48.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jammin To: this one song.. "Just Breathe?"Munchin On: I had some spaghetti earlierThinkin Bout: something that makes me GIDDYTalkin To: Pimpan, unfortunately..lol...[[I]] am very happy today aren't I Drew, aren't I Pearl... haha.. of course I am, why wouldn't I be? LOL... Life is just a bit more ineresting now, atleast I think so... haha... for some reason... who knows? but yeah... getting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/83383014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/83383014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83383014' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-83334573</id><published>2002-10-21T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-21T21:08:08.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[short blog]i think i am perpetually in love ... lol.... lately i have been getting as GIDDY as andrew gets with certain subjects in life... and yeah... i'm just very very happpy at work for certain reasons... but let's stop at it there.. because this is supposed to be a short blog and i might blogg for ever about a certain someone.. RIGHT ANDREW??? right.... it's good to know that you know how</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/83334573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/83334573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83334573' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-83207925</id><published>2002-10-19T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-19T02:04:44.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[[dang... i haven't blogged for hella DEEP]][w]ell, hello there. if u didn't know.. EVERYTHING IS GETTING BACK to normal once again... i THINK everything is fixed.. BETTER BE.."shooooott" and yeah. it's so weird, but i just started looking at everyone around me, and everyone is starting to BE THEMESELVES now.. everyone is starting to find who they are and that's just very, very interesting to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/83207925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/83207925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83207925' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-82830471</id><published>2002-10-10T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-10T23:43:45.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[[friendship stinks]]if u have been a true reader of this blog... which i may guess ur not... most of this blog talks about problems amongst me and my friends. u would think that if u had "best friends" u wouldn't think that any type of problem can occur... well.. i'm not so lucky.... i think i've had a problem with all of my best friends ever since i can remember...from kindergarten.. up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/82830471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/82830471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82830471' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-82675063</id><published>2002-10-07T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-07T22:18:31.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[Watching]: some old ass movies on tv[Munching]: nothing.. i want some Mandarin Oranges[Thinking]: about stuff.. about people.. about YEAH[Talking]: Pimploy.. grreaattt... GO AWAY! j/p[W]ork has been pretty good for me as of now. Sunday was such a SLOW day.. we only had 750 people go inside our haunted "Carnival Of Doom." i know that sounds like a lot... but compared to 1,600 on other days..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/82675063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/82675063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82675063' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-82398061</id><published>2002-10-01T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-01T20:22:07.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jammin To: Santana &amp; Michelle Branch - Game Of LoveMunchin On: nothing...Thinkin Bout: First Day of Work.. whoo hooTalkin To: I was talkin to Diana.. and yeah.. other ppl[T]oday was my "Basic" Orientation @ Marine World for 'Fright Fest'.. they had us watch the corniest videos and everything! OMG!!! i swear.. some of them were just plain fucking stupid.. then we filled out more paper work </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/82398061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/82398061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82398061' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-82300146</id><published>2002-09-29T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-29T22:08:52.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i love that song w/ santana &amp; michelle branch: game of love</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/82300146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/82300146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82300146' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-82256990</id><published>2002-09-28T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-28T20:23:31.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today's t i t l e: it's my B E R F D A Y! ! !Jammin To: The Party Station 92.7 FM.. gotta love itMunchin On: Nothing...Thinkin Bout: My job... i start working soon, and our cross-country meet[W]ell.. it's my birthday today so whoo hoo.. i had to get up early this morning and get ready to paint people's faces at the UNITY DAY FAIRE today.. i turned little kids into our most popular pick (1) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/82256990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/82256990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_09_22_archive.html#82256990' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-82226085</id><published>2002-09-27T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-27T22:58:50.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today's t i t l e : I hate BIKES NOW!!!Jammin To: Missy Elliot - Work It: LL Cool J - Love You BetterMunchin On: Nothing.. i had a lot of soupThinkin Bout: What the FUCK AM i gonna                    do for my freakin Bday!Talkin To: Pimpan, unfortunately[L]et's see... there was a "so-so" rally at school today.. it could have been way better but oh well.. what are you gonna do if "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/82226085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/82226085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_09_22_archive.html#82226085' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-82028035</id><published>2002-09-23T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-23T20:47:28.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[[why does life have to suck so much]]people always say that friends come and go. that the ones who support you will always be there through thick and thin... it's said that sometimes friendships don't work out and just slowly dissappear.. and i know for a fact that that does happen sometimes, i just would have never ever guessed that this kind of situation would ever happen with me and someone</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/82028035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/82028035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_09_22_archive.html#82028035' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-81932964</id><published>2002-09-21T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-21T18:41:38.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[i need to blog more OFTEN]sheesh... i haven't blogged in the longest time... "what happened?!?!" well.. last wednesday was our first REAL cross country meet.. we didn't win.. but we didn't really suck that bad either so yeah... i think we're progressing...anyways... today was the COASTAL CLEANUP... that shit was hella dirty and stinky and hella gross... i think drew got the dirtiest out of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/81932964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/81932964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_09_15_archive.html#81932964' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-81577520</id><published>2002-09-13T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-13T18:22:22.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thinking about: FRIGHT FEST WHOO HOO!!!![OMG] i got my first job!!!! i can hardly wait! OH SHIT! i'm gonna be in the HAUNTED HOUSE!!!!!!!!... yeah!!!!! i 'm so damn happy.. and thanks to pearl for coming with me to my auditions... everyone at those auditions has nothing on me!!! NOTHING I TELL U! as u can see i'm really HYPER so yeah! i can't freaking wait!!!!!!! YEAH!!!!!! so COLDSTONES CAN </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/81577520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/81577520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81577520' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-81485764</id><published>2002-09-11T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-11T19:00:08.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thinking About: Life and how it is not promised...[911] [9/11] [September 11] [11th of September]anyway you put it... it will always be the same....can you believe it has been a year already? i can't.. i swear it was just like 4 days ago that it happened or something you know? today i wore my red, white, and blue, gear... to my suprise.. A LOT of people were wearing their PATRIOTIC WEAR.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/81485764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/81485764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81485764' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-81301010</id><published>2002-09-07T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-01T20:11:12.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jammin To: Nothing.. watching mtvMunchin On: Nothing... not hungryThinkin Bout: What i want to draw.. art is fun!Talkin To: nobody[T]oday... me, drew, and pearl went out and watched SwimFan... damn that movie! so much fucking drama! haha.. there was hella drama but it turned out to be a good movie though.. the opening scenes were pretty intense lmao... all i can say about that movie is: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/81301010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/81301010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81301010' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-81117317</id><published>2002-09-03T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-03T18:19:13.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jammin To: Isyss - Single For The Rest Oh My Life: Dashboard Confessional - Screaming Infidelities: The Vines - Get FreeMunchin On: Some sinigang.. yumm.. or atleast i wasThinkin Bout: Cross-country.. some dramaTalkin To: Pimpan, Angel, Joey[W]ell, get ready for a long ass blog. Today i woke up and got ready for school. then pimploy picked me up and we went to school. we met up with angel </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/81117317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/81117317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81117317' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-80948469</id><published>2002-08-30T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-30T22:38:41.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[B][L][U][E] [c][r][u][s][h]That movie was pretty cool.. yeah.. i watched it today. and then we went around the stores and stuff..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/80948469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/80948469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_08_25_archive.html#80948469' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-80929714</id><published>2002-08-30T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-30T12:50:35.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>t o d a y ' s title: YES! almost done with my bookJammin To: Ashanti Feat. Charlie B. - Happy (remix)Munchin On: Lasagna??? is that how u spell it?!?!Thinkin Bout: School and Great AmericaTalkin To: Nobody[W]ell, cross country is getting way easier now.. each day i always lower my time.. that's a good thing and yeah. tomorrow i'm going to go to Great America with my cousin. that's going to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/80929714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/80929714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_08_25_archive.html#80929714' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-80762633</id><published>2002-08-26T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-26T21:51:41.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>t o d a y ' s title: Who Knew X-country was TOUGH?t o d a y 's subtitle: I SURE as HELL didn't... LOL[T]oday... was my FIRST actuall day of trainin for cross country. and it was so FREAKIN hot today. this enitre summer has been WINDY, and COLD, and now that summer is over... it's HOT AGAIN?!?!? what the hell... and cross-country.. we were like running like hell... everyone was kinda lazy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/80762633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/80762633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_08_25_archive.html#80762633' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-80715780</id><published>2002-08-25T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-25T21:54:22.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>t o d a y ' s title: SCHOOL [i][s] COOLt o d a y ' s subtitle: get this stupid shit off my mindListening To: Aaliyah - Journey To The PastMunchin On: NothingThinkin Bout: School...Talkin To: nobody[T]oday was a cool day. I got some new shoes and some new clothes... First.. i went to church with my mom and dad. after that, i went to china town in oakland with my brother and Rowena. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/80715780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/80715780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_08_25_archive.html#80715780' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-80667138</id><published>2002-08-24T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-24T15:11:04.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>t o d a y ' s title: MY BODY ACHES t o d a y 's subtitle: never again will i be so ignorantListening To: Placebo -  Every You, Every MeMunchin On: NothingThinkin Bout: ShitTalkin To: Pearl and Joey[M]y head still hurts like fuck! am i wrong with not wanting to talk to SOMEONE right now??? am i WRONG??? cuz i just don't feel like talking on the phone with her. there really is no point </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/80667138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/80667138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_08_18_archive.html#80667138' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-80646719</id><published>2002-08-23T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-23T23:12:13.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>t o d a y ' s title: L ! FE must GO on... (i guess)t o d a y ' s subtitle: C h A n G e S...oh no.. damn!Jammin To: Nothing...Munchin On: Nothing...Thinkin Bout: A lot!Talkin To: I Was Talking To Pearl...[W]hat can i say since that last blog??? that i'm fucking depressed still.. you thinK? if you think "yes".. u should win a prize. how about a months trip down to DEPRESSION thank you very </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/80646719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/80646719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_08_18_archive.html#80646719' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-80594632</id><published>2002-08-22T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-23T23:12:57.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>t o d a y ' s title: FOREVER DEPRESSEDt o d a y ' s subtitle: let me kneel before the hands of sadnessSongs: Switchfoot - Learning To BreatheSwitchfoot - YouCounting Crows - Color Blind[A] lot has happened these past few days.. meaning today and yesterday night.. some good and some bad... pearl and drew found out some good news.. and then. theres the bad! i just don't know how to describe </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/80594632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/80594632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_08_18_archive.html#80594632' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-80542181</id><published>2002-08-21T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-21T15:58:06.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HhYyyMmmMMmppPpHHhhh!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/80542181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/80542181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_08_18_archive.html#80542181' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-80541848</id><published>2002-08-21T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-21T15:47:48.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>t o d a y ' s title: "aahh RAHH tahh CHAA"t o d a y ' s subtitle: "MoThEr!!! MoThEr!!!"Jammin To: the sounds of Presents Of Regular NewsMunchin On: DIET LARRDDD..lolThinkin Bout: School.. yey.. JUNIOR YEARTalkin To: (an) Dru_Topia's dumb ass[W] ow.. i have a lot to BLOG about but i wanna keep it short since i'm really LAZY right now.. i just got back home @ around 11 something.... got </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/80541848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/80541848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_08_18_archive.html#80541848' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-80310861</id><published>2002-08-16T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-16T00:45:50.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>t o d a y ' s...title: Beautiful Love Of GreatnessJammin To: That Blue Crush Mix of Cruel SummerMunchin On: NothingThinkin Bout: PIMPLOY's RETURN.. whoo hoo!Talkin To: i was talkin to Pearl.. she suddenly left[N]othing much occured today. i just talked to some of my friends online.. and of course did my daily routine... HINT HINT.. about 3 times.. haha... c'mon.. everyone knows i do so big</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/80310861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/80310861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_08_11_archive.html#80310861' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-80249640</id><published>2002-08-14T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-14T15:56:28.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gosh... i am so bored... no big blog right now...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/80249640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/80249640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_08_11_archive.html#80249640' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3655722.post-80204278</id><published>2002-08-13T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-13T15:25:24.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>t o d a y ' s...title: ROLEPLAYING w/  t e e t hJammin To: New Radicals - ....Enough:Beenie Man &amp; Janet J. - Feel It Boy:Switchfoot - YouMunchin On: My Bloodly GumzThinkin Bout: School.. Pimploy's returnTalkin To: no one[O]ops.. i haven't blogged in 2 days... crap.. i'm getting fUcKiNg LAZY and that is not at all GOOD~! i got the other 2 teeth on the other side of my mouth pulled today.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/80204278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3655722/posts/default/80204278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pretzel.blogspot.com/2002_08_11_archive.html#80204278' title=''/><author><name>Edsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712461726770280483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
