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  <title>The Madness of Monkey McTrash</title>
  <subtitle>Oogly-boogly</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Tommie</name>
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  <updated>2006-08-16T22:59:42Z</updated>
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    <title>deathmonkey23 @ 2006-08-16T18:53:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-16T22:59:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-16T22:59:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Damn, I've not been on here in a hot minute.  I almost forgot that I had LJ until Matt reminded told me that he was on it.  I've got to go, but I'll write more on here about me and the goat farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:deathmonkey23:14891</id>
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    <title>The date</title>
    <published>2004-01-31T17:30:40Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-31T17:30:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Devo videos</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I know that this really wouldn't be big news to most people, but when you're as awkward as I am, it is.&lt;br /&gt;I went out with Kaley last night.  At first, we were both pretty quiet, and it was getting kinda uncomfortable.  When we got to the mall (we cruised the mall on our first date.  How lame am I?), things got a lot better.  It was easier to talk to her with all those people around.  It also helped that we had a lot of stuff around us to spark discussion.  We walked around the mall for a few hours and then just drove around and continued talking.  I made a couple of jokes, but didn't break out too many stupid jokes.&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of fun with her, and she seemed to have fun too.  I'd be very interested in going out with her.  I'm supposed to call her this weekend (which is a good sign, right?).  Even if she doesn't wanna go out again, I hope we can remain friends.  She's good people, and fun to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside of that, things are not too shabby.  My job is pretty jobby.  The operations manager quit, and it's gonna be really interesting to see how things go from here. Personally, things are alright.  I haven't talked to any of my non-work friends in awhile, but only Steve seems interested in talking right now, and I really need to email Stev.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.  Thank you and good afternoon.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:deathmonkey23:14846</id>
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    <title>deathmonkey23 @ 2004-01-24T01:17:00</title>
    <published>2004-01-24T06:21:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-24T06:21:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"atom bomb" - fluke</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I went to dinner with my buddy, Steve, today.  While I was waiting for him to take his lunch break, I sat in the law library, reading some old things I'd written.  I realized that I had some great ideas for stories and characters in there.  I need to start writing again.  Maybe I can do some work on my cyberpunk or fantasy books, or write more PajamaMan stories.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:deathmonkey23:14552</id>
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    <title>advice sought</title>
    <published>2004-01-23T01:08:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-23T01:08:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the Hamster Dance song</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I have a situation, and would appreciate any help my LJ friends could offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like a girl.  The girl likes me (according to many credible sources).  I would like to talk to the girl and possibly ask her to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds simple enough, eh?  Well, here's the rub:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get retarded around the fairer sex.  I can barely talk, let alone make conversation.  I have a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advice would be greatly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed,&lt;br /&gt;Doofus</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:deathmonkey23:14176</id>
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    <title>Odd</title>
    <published>2004-01-20T00:59:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-20T00:59:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Devo - "Smart Patrol/Mr DNA"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, things are going well for the most part.  We're still having trouble with monkies losing ARFs at work, but that, really, is a minor pisser.  Mostly, I'm doing well.  There is talk of someone liking me at work, which is pretty cool.  I'm sure anybody from work who reads this (except for Minka) probably already knows who it is.  I shall see how things progress with her, and if the talk is true.  I've also been talking to a girl from the Columbus, OH area who I met through e-harmony.  At first, I thought it was going to be my last desperate attempt at finding somebody.  I guess the Wellbutrin is working, b/c I'm not jumping at the first person who showed interest.  This girl who I've been chatting with is about the 5th or 6th person who I got matched to and actually started talking to.  It's weird how I get all shy and quiet when I'm in the presence of women, but I'm Mr. Suave and Debonair over the phone or through IM.  I'm a weird guy about vibes.  Women give off a vibe that fries my brain.  At concerts, I get a vibe and will like a band, then I'll hear their studio stuff and hate them.  Maybe it's not that weird to most of you, but it seems that way to me.  The Virginia move is indefinitely on hold.  Maybe I'll go, maybe I won't.  I'm not gonna over-plan it like I have in the past.  I'm trying to be more flexible, taking things as they come.  Over-planning never got me anywhere but more depressed.  Well, I think that's enough rambling for now.  At least for my first post in for-freaking-ever.  I will talk to most of you later, and hope to hear from the rest of you.  &lt;br /&gt;G'night, everybody.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:deathmonkey23:14018</id>
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    <title>from Dave</title>
    <published>2003-11-21T02:14:20Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-21T02:14:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Post anything that you want (in comments), and post it anonymously. Anything. A story, a secret, a confession, a fear, a love -- anything. Be sure to post anonymously and honestly. Post twice if you'd like. Then, put this in your LJ to see what your friends (and perhaps others who you don't even realize read your LJ) have to say</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:deathmonkey23:13755</id>
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    <title>I'm sad and unhappy</title>
    <published>2003-10-29T22:17:11Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-29T22:17:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Billy Joel - "River of Dreams"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">A big stinky poo on all of you.  Except for Brandy, b/c she gave me grape candy.  And not so much poo on Garry b/c he at least meant well (grapefruit sucks).  I'm really pissed at myself for giving me a broken toy car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="0" style="border: 1px black solid; width: 90%"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.corknut.org/toys/trickortreat/"&gt;My LiveJournal Trick-or-Treat Haul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px black dotted"&gt;deathmonkey23 goes trick-or-treating, dressed up as Baby Spice.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/apiercedtheory/"&gt;apiercedtheory&lt;/a&gt; gives you 16 red grapefruit-flavoured pieces of bubblegum.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/deathmonkey23/"&gt;deathmonkey23&lt;/a&gt; tricks you! You get a broken toy car.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/lupinehominid/"&gt;lupinehominid&lt;/a&gt; tricks you! You lose 5 pieces of candy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/morrigan71/"&gt;morrigan71&lt;/a&gt; tricks you! You lose 5 pieces of candy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/phantomdeath/"&gt;phantomdeath&lt;/a&gt; tricks you! You lose 4 pieces of candy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/phlopie/"&gt;phlopie&lt;/a&gt; tricks you! You lose 1 pieces of candy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/switchblademx/"&gt;switchblademx&lt;/a&gt; gives you 5 teal grape-flavoured gummy worms.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px black dotted"&gt;deathmonkey23 ends up with 6 pieces of candy, and a broken toy car.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.corknut.org/toys/trickortreat/index.cgi" method="post"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center"&gt;Go trick-or-treating! Username: &lt;input type="text" name="username" size="10"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Let&amp;#39;s Go!"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: xx-small; text-align: center"&gt;Another fun meme brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/rfreebern/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;rfreebern&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>Jisms</title>
    <published>2003-10-28T23:03:11Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-28T23:03:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Kittie - Spit</lj:music>
    <content type="html">First off, I'd like to thank Brett and Dave for the title.&lt;br /&gt;Second, an update of what's been going down of late:  I've been on Wellbutrin for awhile, and I'm feeling pretty good.  Not so depressed, and I like it.  I've been working at Amdoc on the inventory report which will never end.  I got SpiceWorld on DVD.  I watched it again this weekend, and remembered why I loved it so.  And the Spice Girls too.&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.</content>
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    <title>I'm too clever by half</title>
    <published>2003-07-30T01:33:12Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-30T01:33:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I had this really funny idea (I thought) for a sign to post at work.  It's a blatant rip-off of Apone from "Aliens", though I made little changes to make it appropriate.  Amdoc folks past and present, let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Another glorious day in the Repo! A day in the Repository is like a day on the farm. Every meal's a banquet! Every paycheck a fortune! Every line of DA’s a parade! I LOVE the Repo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I think that this is funny as Hell.</content>
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    <title>I talky on live journal.  yay!</title>
    <published>2003-07-23T23:49:36Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-23T23:49:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>no music</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Sometimes it's hard to work in the repo.  This has nothing to do with dealing with the supervisor crap that I have to deal with right now.  It's the ladies.  All the lovely ladies who come up to the window and make me feel all funny inside, like climbing the rope in gym class.  Sweet, sweet Amdoc ladies.&lt;br /&gt;Enough of my hormones.  I also get annoyed at people who joke with me, and when I joke back, think I'm seriously upset.  I've a very dry sense of humor.  And I deliver my lines straight.  I don't seriously think you're mad at me.  For the most part, I couldn't care less if you were mad at me.  I have a job to do.  Just appreciate my sense of humor.  I don't think most people at work would appreciate my more out-going sense of humour.  I make stupid jokes and act like a hardcore dork.  You can ask Brandy and Dave, or the repo guys to a smaller extent.  I'm actually a very funny guy.  No, really, believe me.  It's true.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister ate all of my Bordeaux cookies.  I opened them Monday morning and ate 5.  This afternoon, I found them hidden in a basket of her crap and only 5 cookies are left.  This wouldn't be such a problem if she wasn't the health nazi, running around telling me how everything I enjoy is gonna kill me.  &lt;br /&gt;Uh, Kris, eating 20 Pepperidge Farms cookies in a day isn't too healthy for you either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I complain too much.  Now, I stop complain and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh...&lt;br /&gt;Uh...&lt;br /&gt;Can't think of nothing.  I guess all I had was complaining.  That's coo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.</content>
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    <title>Anudder entry</title>
    <published>2003-07-23T01:58:54Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-23T01:58:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Curse - Alien Sex Fiend</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today was OK at work.  I'm getting more and more used to being in charge.  It's not very easy for me, being laid back and nonconfrontational and all.&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly trying to be more chatty with folks at the window too.  And I'm walking again which is getting my brain meats in creative mode again.  It's nice to have even only half an hour of leisure time not spent in front of the TV.  Walking around town, listening to my CDs gives me time alone without people selling me stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I've been coming up with ideas for my Steam Punk game, if ever I get to GM a game.  I read a omnibus of Jules Verne, and I'm reading Tarzan right now.  I've also got an omnibus of H G Wells and the novelization of LXG to read when that's done.  I'm really getting into this late 19th century stuff.  It's really quite interesting.  I'm gonna have to watch LXG, Wild Wild West, Shanghai Noon, and Shanghai Knights again.  I love Roy O'Bannon and the Shanghai Kid from the Shanghai movies.  I know when I get to GM the SteamPunk stuff, I'm putting them in there.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's enough nrrrding around for now.  I'll catch y'all later, homeses.</content>
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    <title>Dem hotdogs be cookin'</title>
    <published>2003-07-22T00:11:09Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-22T00:11:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nuttin'</lj:music>
    <content type="html">We're having hot dogs and saurkraut for din-din tonight.  I'm so excited.  I love me some saurkraut.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, the big news everyone (OK, maybe a couple of people) wants to know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've put off moving East for a couple of months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently was promoted to Repository Team Supervisor, and my finances weren't as rosy as I'd hoped.  So I'm gonna stick around for a few months and get supervisor experience and save more money.&lt;br /&gt;The repo team supervisor thing might kill me.  Of the entire team, it seems that 3 people care, and 2 of them are mostly at KY, so that leaves me and 1 other person trying to keep the place from total chaos.&lt;br /&gt;As I said to Dave earlier in an email, I wish that we'd formed the People's Republic of Document Management, so we could shoot people.  All we'd have to do is shoot a couple of them, then the rest would fall in line real quick-like.  Ah, well, so much for the hopeful machinations of the aspiring world conqueror.&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to rethink the "no girlfriend" thing.  Not that there are any takers for the position, but my main reason against having one was the imminent move.  Now, that I'm sticking around, maybe I'll consider it.  That is, if some nice woman would consider me.&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now.  I'm gonna go, the dogs are making me hungry.</content>
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    <title>Ahoy!</title>
    <published>2003-07-10T23:25:35Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-10T23:25:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, it's been awhile since I've written on here.  &lt;br /&gt;I've become team supervisor in the repo at work.  That's pretty cool.  &lt;br /&gt;I got to drive a Uhaul full of office crap to Washington DC a couple of weeks ago.  That was my "long haul trial-by-fire" for driving cross-country.  Doing it in a Uhaul, I think, will make it easier for me to make the drive to VA when I move there.&lt;br /&gt;That's about it.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm going to a party on Saturday.  That should be interesting.  I haven't been to a party in a long time.  Hopefully, there'll be people there that I haven't seen in awhile.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle, I know you check my LJ from time to time.  Tell me your user name.</content>
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    <title>Hell yeah</title>
    <published>2003-05-05T01:24:45Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-05T01:24:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/tedelton/1039940921_turesrogue.jpg" border="0" alt="rogue"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Rogue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sexy and strong willed, and able to take on&lt;br&gt;just about anyone.  You long for a serious&lt;br&gt;relationship, but whenever you begin to get&lt;br&gt;close to someone things always seem to take&lt;br&gt;turns for the worse.  But you have dealt with&lt;br&gt;this lack of closeness with an almost constant&lt;br&gt;flirtacious behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/tedelton/quizzes/Which%20X-Men%20character%20are%20you%20most%20like%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which X-Men character are you most like?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, yeah, I'm sexy and strong-willed.</content>
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    <title>I'm mostly evil</title>
    <published>2003-05-02T00:57:04Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-02T00:57:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style=" font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 40pt;"&gt;I am 54% Evil&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=" font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 30pt;"&gt;With a style rating of 68%&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=" font-family: Verdana,Arial; font-size: 12;"&gt;There is evil here with sufficient style to look cool&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Test created by &lt;a href="http://unknownj.livejournal.com"&gt;Jamie&lt;/a&gt; - take it &lt;a href="http://www.adjective-army.com/test.asp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>Woohoo</title>
    <published>2003-05-01T00:29:36Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-01T00:29:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to &lt;i&gt;the Eigth Level of Hell - the Malebolge!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here is how you matched up against all the levels:&lt;br&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" style="margin: 5px; background-color: #000000; border: none; font: 10pt arial, verdana, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;;"&gt;&lt;tr style="font: bold 12pt arial, verdana, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; background-color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Level&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Score&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220033; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#0" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Purgatory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Repenting Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #110022; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#1" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 1 - Limbo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Virtuous Non-Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#2" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Lustful)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #330011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#3" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Gluttonous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ee2244; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Extreme&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #440011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#4" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Prodigal and Avaricious)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #550011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#5" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Wrathful and Gloomy)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ee2244; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Extreme&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #660011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#6" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 6 - The City of Dis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Heretics)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #770011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#7" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Violent)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #880011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#8" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 8- the Malebolge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ee2244; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Extreme&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #990011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#9" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 9 - Cocytus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Treacherous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.html"&gt;Dante's Inferno Hell Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I finally won one of these things.  &lt;br /&gt;Beat eighth ring, byotches.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:deathmonkey23:11036</id>
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    <title>Chariots of Fire</title>
    <published>2003-04-28T23:51:38Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-28T23:51:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>PuRe MoOdS dOs</lj:music>
    <content type="html">(Imagine that I'm typing in slow-motion)&lt;br /&gt;I'm driving the van again.  It's pretty sweet.  I get to leave the office and not have to deal with people for minutes at a time.  I have the cell phone, but sometimes it's a royal bitch to get ahold of me (Woohoo).  Today I got to stand out back for 2 hours, breaking down boxes and jamming to my CDs.  The boxes had been loaded into the van, so I had it running with the CD player blaring.  It was sweet.  Super sweet.&lt;br /&gt;I'm playing Star Wars again.  My character got laid AND killed a guy on Saturday.  That was sweet too.  As I told the GM, any session where my guy gets to whip out his blaster or his weiner is a good session.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna sell all of my porn.  I've not had a great interest in it lately.  Hopefully, Grumbles will buy it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading Jules Verne stuff right now.  "20,000 Leagues Under the Sea", "Journey to the Center of the Earth", and "Around the World in 80 Days".  I've read the graphic novelization of "20k Leagues", and seen the movie of "Journey", but never read the originals.  So far, it's been interesting, but a bit tough to work through the language.  Ah, if I stick with it, it'll become easier in no time.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now.  Lata, gatas.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:deathmonkey23:10990</id>
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    <title>Yo!</title>
    <published>2003-04-18T00:01:21Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-18T00:01:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"everybody to the limit" - strong bad</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I've been driving the van lately.  Dave's been in the KY basement.  I missed driving the van, and since I'm leaving soon, it'll be a good summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;-- I've got a new LJ icon.  It's the flag from my nation, the People's Republic of Document Management.  I think it's pretty nifty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it for now.  Later, folks.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Weird mood</title>
    <published>2003-04-09T23:53:19Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-09T23:53:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Air Supply - Greatest Hits</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm in a weird mood today.  I think it's b/c I got to drive the van again.  I miss the van.  I don't miss all the BS associated with driving it, but I miss making deliveries.  The feeling of the open road beneath your tires, cruising around the client's areas, talking to the Legal Ladies on 11.  Oh, the memories.&lt;br /&gt;Enough of the past.  Now to the now.  I'm hungry.  (wasn't that worth it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FUTURE:&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking at heading east to VA in September.  Uh, that's about it.  That seems rather anti-climatic.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting me brain-meats tested on Friday.  They're gonna see what might be causing my problems with concentration (not the game, I kick ass at that game) and focus.  &lt;br /&gt;I added a bunch of people to my Friends list.  I feel so validated now that my Friends list is so big.  Of course, I haven't physically met about half of them, and most of the other half I haven't seen in forever, and the rest probably don't like me.  &lt;br /&gt;Damn, I suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, well, I'll pretend that they like me, and my delusions will just have to carry me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tootles.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:deathmonkey23:10371</id>
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    <title>Nrrrdcore</title>
    <published>2003-03-27T01:44:50Z</published>
    <updated>2003-03-27T01:44:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Reel Big Fish</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, it's been marginally interesting of late.  I got back from Florida the other day.  I went an entire week without a sunburn, just to burn my finger on a freakin' Pop Tart Saturday morning before we went to the airport.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrr!  Damn toaster pastries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a call from my last girlfriend, Heather, the other day.  We've been emailing back and forth.  She'd wanted to call for awhile, I guess, but was afraid I was bitter towards her.  That's cool that we're talking again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm saving my money to move to VA.  The new car has kinda pushed the date back (actually, it's kinda in limbo right now).  But I will be moving.  Oh, yes, I will.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're playing Star Wars again in my gaming group.  That'll be fun.  I'll get to blast random people just for poops and giggles.  And no game I've ever played has had the capacity for mass destruction like Star Wars.  I remember in one campaign where I went from having only a knife and shanking the guard watching me to destroying an orbital facility and have enough turbo-laser blasts fired at my position to completely melt a giant planetary defense facility.  And my character lived through it.  Oh, Phelan, we saw so much together.  I... I have to go before I cry.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:deathmonkey23:10015</id>
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    <title>I'm out like a trout</title>
    <published>2003-03-14T19:32:37Z</published>
    <updated>2003-03-14T19:32:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the Crow soundtrack</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, in a few hours, I'll be winging my way to Florida for Spring Break.  Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be leaving all your Indiana punk-asses in 60 degree weather... Damn it!  This would've been so much cooler a month ago.  Heading down to 60 degree FL, and leaving all of my friends in 30 or less degree IN.  Ah, well, I don't have to work, so that's good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out.  Word to your mothers.  I'm Audi 5000.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:deathmonkey23:9915</id>
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    <title>I'm tired</title>
    <published>2003-03-05T01:26:02Z</published>
    <updated>2003-03-05T01:26:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Billy Joel - "River of Dreams"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Nothing really to say.  Hell, I don't know why I'm even updating.  I was signed on to check out super-secret "friends only" posts, and thought that I ought to write SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;Uh, Stev's back in town temporarily.  That's cool.  Maybe he and I can hang out until he heads to Florida in May.  My new car has pushed back my VA move a little.  I'm hoping to go by September now.  I'll hit up the Doctor and the Dentist one more time each then head east.  That should be good.&lt;br /&gt;My friend, Steve, is prolly moving soon.  He's only moving across Irvington, and I'll prolly have to help him move.  Ah, well, he helped me when Deerail and I moved down the street.  &lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Florida for Spring Break.  It's gonna be so nice to get outta town for awhile, especially to someplace warm.  Hopefully, we'll be staying near where the college girls are.  Girls in bikinis, oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;My thyroid levels are good.  I went to the doctor today, and he said I'm in pretty good health.  A little overweight, but OK.  I also got a license plate for my new car.  Now if I could just sell my old car, it'd be sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm off to shave and bathe.  Talk at ya later, LJers.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>shit or get off the pot</title>
    <published>2003-02-28T23:31:43Z</published>
    <updated>2003-02-28T23:31:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Nuttin but the voices in my head</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm sick and tired of hearing about this stupid impending war with Iraq.  The US Powers-that-be need to do something.  Either let the UN inspectors continue with their jobs or bomb the holy living fuck out of Saddam.  I'm getting so tired of the back-and-forth, back-and-forth between the anti-war and pro-war people.  The Anti- folks whine about human rights and how this is just a war over oil, and the Pro- folks talk about patriotism and fighting terrorism.  Whatever reason we're going over there, let's do it.  I mean, the longer we wait, the more dug-in the Iraqi troops are gonna get, and our forces are gonna have to kill tons of innocent Iraqi people getting to the troops.  &lt;br /&gt;And I don't mention this b/c I'm pro-war or anti-war.  I don't care.  I'm just tired of hearing all the BS being thrown around by both sides.  I find it terribly boring.  I know this stance is prolly going to make me VERY unpopular, but I don't care.  I'm coming out and throwing my 2 cents into the arena.  Let's just get this done with and move onto the next major worldwide crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I welcome any comments on my rampant apathy.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:deathmonkey23:9271</id>
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    <title>two in a row, what's wrong with me?</title>
    <published>2003-02-03T00:37:11Z</published>
    <updated>2003-02-03T00:37:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"closed eye visuals" Meshuggah</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, here I sit eating a pretzel.  Exciting, isn't it?  I'm playing me Russian character now.  Well, yesterday, I was.  He's pretty kick ass.  I was gonna play him with an actual Russian accent, but mine sucked.  So I decided to go with a Red Heat/Arnie Russian accent.  I must say that my Arnie is pretty decent (isn't it, Dave?).  Outside of that, not much new is going on.  I'm really looking forward to heading East in a few months.  I really think that this could be good for me.  I've been checking out the website for the Roanoke Times, and it's pretty cool.  They have an online column about different trails and state parks around that area.  And there's this guy named Charles Cullen who owns a chicken farm.  He writes an article each week about whatever, and it's pretty crazy... in a good way.  &lt;br /&gt;That's all I can think of for right now, so I'll talk at ya all later.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:deathmonkey23:9108</id>
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    <title>Pull the tapeworm out of your ass</title>
    <published>2003-02-01T04:00:14Z</published>
    <updated>2003-02-01T04:00:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ozzfest 2002 Summer Sampler 2002</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Me life is pretty much the same as it always has been.  I have been to see a Headologist to help me with me concentration problems.  I have a attention span like a large rock.  Actually, I would think that a rock would have a really long attention span.  OK, I have an attention span like a mayfly.  I just get tired and bored of stuff.  Like LJ.  At first, I thought it was so cool to have someplace to put me thoughts on the 'net, then it got kinda boring.  It wasn't fun anymore since I couldn't put what I really felt on here for awhile w/o a bunch of busybody losers telling everyone what I said.  That's what's wrong with the world today (IMHO):  Too many people sticking their noses in other people's problems too often.  I won't name any names in case somebody feels that it's their civic duty to tell these people what I said.  I never thought that me words had that much impact on people.  I never thought that I had that much impact on people.  I guess people love me, and when I make fun of them it really hurts.  Oh well, then those people need to grow up.  I may be nice to almost everybody, but that does not, repeat, NOT mean that I like them.  Generally, the more civil I am to a person, the less I care about them.  Now that doesn't mean that I hate them, just that I don't care.  There are some exceptions to that rule, and those are the people that I don't talk to very much.  You'd know if I really cared about you.  I'd make fun of you a little (or a lot sometimes).  Folks like Brandy and Darrell and Steve and Edmund (I mean Minka, no wait, Dave, that's it).  See right there, I made fun of Dave.  But I only make fun of people b/c I love them.  Don't worry, Dave, it's a manly, non-gay kinda love.  Oh, yeah, on a tangent, the security goobs at KY made me take the box down.  They thought it might contain a dead mouse, so they let ME get it down with the broom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec Goob:  There might be a dead mouse in there (points to box on ceiling)&lt;br /&gt;Tommie:  I don't think so, but anything's possible&lt;br /&gt;(pause)&lt;br /&gt;Sec Goob:  Well, ain't ya gonna get it down?&lt;br /&gt;Tommie:  Isn't it your job to protect me from potentially harmful things like a rotting &lt;br /&gt;          corpse.&lt;br /&gt;Sec Goob:  I ain't touching no dead mouse.  Are you crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only one cool sec guy at KY.  That's the old dude who watches the gate.  He's the ultimate Security Officer.  He's friendly, and he doesn't have a "I'm a cop wannabe" chip on his shoulder the size of Alaska (yeah, it's even bigger than Texas; that's damn big, eh?).&lt;br /&gt;Brandy, we's gotsta hang out again sometime, yo.  Let me know when's good for you.  I have no life, so it's easy to find an opening in me schedule.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all I can think of right now.  Later, gators.</content>
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