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  <title>i swear its good...</title>
  <subtitle>..i hope..</subtitle>
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    <name>lord awesome</name>
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  <updated>2007-01-31T17:07:35Z</updated>
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    <title>johnnyrit @ 2007-01-31T12:05:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-31T17:07:35Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-31T17:07:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">there is a very high probability that this will be my last livejournal entry ever. while i may decide to keep it active just to have it, i might also decide to just get rid of it. so if this is my last entry, i bid you all farewell, and i'll probably just see you in real life anyway, so its not a big deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye livejournal, you used to be fun.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:johnnyrit:139094</id>
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    <title>save the 90's</title>
    <published>2007-01-03T09:02:02Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-03T09:02:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">word up. save the 90's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you wanna talk about a good break from school? ill talk about a good break with you. and ill probably talk about this break. yea, this one, thats going on right now. kickass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you wanna talk about it? do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007. what an odd year. &amp;lt;---what up eric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck? neverending bullshit, eh? is that how its gonna be? fuck. that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, the munchies are killing me. i gotta not eat so much. fo reals. and also fo reals, it needs to snow cuz dammit all, its motherfuckin winter mannnnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and say what you will, but cops is a fantastic piece of television programming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope everyone gets over being sick soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love</content>
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    <title>johnnyrit @ 2006-12-12T10:10:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-12T14:10:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-12T14:10:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">“Imagine a plane is sitting on a massive conveyor belt, as wide and as long as a runway. The conveyor belt is designed to exactly match the speed of the wheels, moving in the opposite direction. Bearing friction in the wheels is negligible. Can the plane take off?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debate.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:johnnyrit:138674</id>
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    <title>johnnyrit @ 2006-12-07T23:13:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-08T03:13:07Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-08T03:13:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i know shes right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i feel like im dying now.</content>
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    <title>too much writing.</title>
    <published>2006-12-07T04:31:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-07T04:31:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so, yea, whats up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week involves too much work. ive been writing non-stop for 2 days with no end in sight. between school and my umich application, i have like 20 essays to write. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balls man, balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might be going to blue mountain for a few days over winter break with J + F. it will be such a pimptastic trip. if it happens. it will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the semester is almost over, and i think that is just swell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone who reads this, without exception, must leave as a comment at least one word they enjoy. not necessarily their fav word, just a word  you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:johnnyrit:138141</id>
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    <title>johnnyrit @ 2006-11-15T00:02:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-15T04:02:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-15T04:02:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My mom is hosting a thanksgiving brunch, thanksgiving morning. all my friends are invited.if youre my friend, and if youre reading this you are, you should come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just lemme know if you wanna join us. you can stay however long (or short) you please.</content>
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    <title>johnnyrit @ 2006-11-08T18:17:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-08T22:17:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-08T22:17:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im learning how to pick locks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guard your homes.</content>
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    <title>hello house.</title>
    <published>2006-11-06T23:13:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-06T23:13:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">will everyone please say hello to the &lt;a href="http://torent.com/532.htm"&gt;future residency&lt;/a&gt; of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;katie (carey)&lt;br /&gt;stef (flack)&lt;br /&gt;brad (dembs)&lt;br /&gt;andy (perault)&lt;br /&gt;paul (blumer)&lt;br /&gt;sam (rosenbaum)   &lt;br /&gt;danny (devries)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as of this may, 532 walnut will be the place to be.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:johnnyrit:137291</id>
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    <title>johnnyrit @ 2006-11-02T01:05:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-02T05:05:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-02T05:05:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">goodbye teen years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youve treated me well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a newer, updated version of john out now! you are currently running john v.1.9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upgrade now to john v.2.0!!</content>
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    <title>johnnyrit @ 2006-10-12T09:34:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-12T13:35:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-12T13:35:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up in a terrible mood.&lt;br /&gt;class was shitty and i was tired.&lt;br /&gt;but i walked outside and it was snowing&lt;br /&gt;and i couldnt help but smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first snow of the year, be it flurries or a storm, always always always makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a happy snow day!</content>
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    <title>johnnyrit @ 2006-09-29T11:51:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-29T15:51:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-29T15:52:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">first off, i would like to say that im feeling much better today. i woke up not feeling deathly ill, and the sun is out and i think its gonna be a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, id like to share some thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how much thought anyone has given to this, but today i was considering the general age of myself and my friends, and it got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to be 20 in a month. now, granted, im one of the oldest of my friends (save a few people), but most of us are more or less the same age. this morning i had an epiphany of sorts. within a few years, many of us will be done with school. some of us will go on to grad school and the likes, but relatively soon, we will be done. This means that fairly soon as well, we will be beginning our careers...and in many ways we will be beginning our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes, i know weve lived for 20 years and weve done a lot of living in that time (lord knows i have), but until now, our lives have centered around school, almost exclusively. very soon, our attention will be shifted towards making a career for ourselves, building a life for ourselves that is supported by our own means *and lived according to our own standards* and ultimately starting &lt;i&gt;families of our own&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what really got me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is entirely conceivable that myself and/or my friends will be getting married within the next 5 or so years. it kinda blew my mind trying to imagine brad being married, mat having kids, jon being a working professional and so on and so forth. i mean, how will it feel when i find myself at sams wedding? or at stefs little boys birthday party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you imagine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we take for granted the fact that our parents have always worked, and are (or were) married with children. but it will be us soon. very soon. way sooner than you may think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you know, it doesnt scare me. that little exclamation up there ^ was not fear, but intense excitement. our real lives are beginning. soon we will be done with the first part of our lives, and we will be starting the very different and very exciting adult portion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bring it on!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:johnnyrit:136524</id>
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    <title>johnnyrit @ 2006-09-28T16:30:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-28T20:30:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-28T23:19:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">do you ever feel like crying for no apparent reason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::edit::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know why now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its because im realising things about myself. i left columbia because i said it was hard to meet people. maybe thats true, i think a more likely reason is that im completely incapable of meeting people and making new friends. i choke up in social situations ive never experienced. ive always always always been like this too. i have a tiny comfort zone, and i just. cant. leave it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lord knows i try. but anytime i make an effort to try something new, or go somewhere with someone new,or anything of the sort, i clam up and back out. i make all kinds of excuses to cover up my shortcomings, but basically im a social coward. the friends i have are great, and im incredibly close with them, but sometimes i feel like ill never be able to make any new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess this explains why i hated chicago so much. it was a new situation i couldnt back out of. no excuse i could come up with would put me back in my comfort zone. and now im feeling it here all over again. of course its not as bad at eastern, what with ann arbor and home being so close, but i still have to spend time here, and aside from stef, im alone. i dont know how to make friends. it doesnt come easy for me. i cant talk to strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know anyone who reads this will want to tell me to just go out and talk to people. go to parties, talk to people in my classes. but really, that doesnt work for me, and id appreciate it if no one says anythign like that to me. and anyhow, im not looking for advice or sympathy, im just letting out whats on my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chances are ill be fine tomorrow anyway. maybe not tho.</content>
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    <title>pirates.</title>
    <published>2006-09-18T04:21:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-18T13:38:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">celebrate pirates tomorrow (&lt;strike&gt;monday&lt;/strike&gt; tuesday). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its international talk like a pirate day. do yourself a favor and 'yarrr' at someone, or perhaps seek out some booty...treasure that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, its a glorious day. enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, stef and i got started on our celebration early a few days ago. someone approached us at lunch and asked if we would like to talk like pirates for a movie they are making in honor of tomorrow. apparently eastern has a week long celebration of pirates, which is so fucking cool. anywho, they filmed us 'yarr'ing and carrying on and what not, and now were gonna be a permanent fixture in this years celebration. im pumped up. pirates rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::edit:: youre right keith, and i meant to say the 19th, but i misread my calender, thanks for pointing that out</content>
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    <title>SAM</title>
    <published>2006-09-15T03:41:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-15T03:41:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">dude, sam. my mom told me today that recently, Serge from the sports club (the massively chisled guy from russia) was deported! the FBI came in and handcuffed him and took him out. SERGE WAS DEPORTED! that guy was so ridiculous! dammit. well i thought youd appreciate that cuz youre the only one i know who knows who he is.</content>
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    <title>johnnyrit @ 2006-09-06T13:24:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-06T17:24:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-06T17:24:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i wish i was a crazy russian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=515642196227308929&amp;q=russian+climbing&amp;hl=en"&gt;http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=515642196227308929&amp;q=russian+climbing&amp;hl=en&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>johnnyrit @ 2006-09-04T09:35:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-04T13:35:44Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-04T13:35:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">RIP Steve Irwin: Crocodile Hunter</content>
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    <title>johnnyrit @ 2006-08-29T04:07:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-29T08:08:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-29T08:08:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">HAPPY BIRTHDAY STEFANI FLACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. happy birthday, too!</content>
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    <title>johnnyrit @ 2006-08-26T04:14:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-26T08:21:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-26T08:21:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">after yet another dumbass night at state, ive decided that im glad i dont go there. i think i would shoot myself. all it is is a massive campus filled with drunken, self-absorbed idiots. no one is really interested in anything other than getting drunk and finding a drunken one-night stand...and if thats not true, theryre just out of beer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year better be good. and eastern better be nothing like life in east lansing. if its fucked up again i think im giving up on college, and ill just find something else to occupy my time. i guess i dont really care, im just sick of dealing with college foolishness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish more people were more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, its 4:15 am, and i just drove home from east lansing. just to give you an idea of exactly how much i dislike being there.</content>
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    <title>hello</title>
    <published>2006-08-25T06:27:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-25T06:27:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hey there, just thought i'd drop in and say hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i think this summer has been pretty damn good. ive done a lot more than i expected myself to, and for this, i am proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how i feel about school starting soon. im not so huge into this whole college thing. maybe ill get more into it this year, but as of yet, its been nothing special, and as of yet, its not been anything ive ever looked forward to. who knows, things change...but whatev, college just isnt that exciting to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to quote my dad: "often times, the idea of quitting work and bumming around by the beach for a few years sounds more appealing than i care to admit"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can admit it. fuck work and school, im moving to the ocean. tighttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dudes...Manhunt = fucking tight...dont call me while im playing it though, unless you want to give me a heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anddddddd, i wanna go snownboarding in canada this winter. its settled, im going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.</content>
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    <title>johnnyrit @ 2006-08-14T11:56:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-14T15:56:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-14T15:56:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Measurements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Units of measurement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratio of an igloo's circumference to its diameter = Eskimo Pi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.4 statute miles of intravenous surgical tubing at Yale University Hospital = 1 I.V. League&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2000 pounds of Chinese soup = Won ton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 millionth mouthwash = 1 microscope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speed of a tortoise breaking the sound barrier = Mach Turtle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time it takes to sail 220 yards at 1 nautical mile per hour = Knot-furlong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;365.25 days of drinking low-calorie beer because it's less filling = 1 lite year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.5 feet in the Twilight Zone = 1 Rod Serling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of a large intestine = 1 semicolon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1,000,000 aches = 1 megahurtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight an evangelist carries with God = 1 billigram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basic unit of laryngitis = 1 hoarsepower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time between slipping on a peel and smacking the pavement = bananosecond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;453.6 graham crackers = 1 pound cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 million microphones = 1 phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 million phones = 1 megaphone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;365.25 days = 1 unicycle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2000 mockingbirds = two kilomockingbirds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 cards = 1 decacards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 kilogram of falling figs = 1 Fig Newton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1000 grams of wet socks = 1 literhosen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 millionth of a fish = 1 microfiche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 million billion picolos = 1 gigolo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 rations = 1 decoration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 rations = 1 C-ration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 millipedes = 1 centipede&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 1/3 tridents = 1 decadent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 monologs = 5 dialogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 monograms = 1 diagram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 nickels = 2 paradigms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 wharves = 1 paradox</content>
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    <title>in case you were wondering...</title>
    <published>2006-08-11T04:23:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-11T04:23:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">TIAA-CREF: Teachers Insurance and Annuity Association - College Retirement Equities Fund&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive always wondered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the more you know!</content>
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    <title>johnnyrit @ 2006-08-08T22:25:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-09T02:25:46Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-09T02:25:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">florida is still pretty tight.</content>
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    <title>hey all</title>
    <published>2006-08-05T23:57:38Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-06T18:52:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">whats up? im currently in destin, florida, located here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.destin-florida-condo-rental.com/images/Condo_map_of_SE.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really super nice here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously we have internet access, so ill be on periodically, and &lt;strike&gt;ill update with pictures every so oft.&lt;/strike&gt; i wont put any pictures up, cuz i forgot my camera cord. oy. ill just show yall when i get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love.</content>
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    <title>johnnyrit @ 2006-06-23T13:46:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-23T17:46:46Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-23T17:46:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i didnt get into state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life continues to go nowhere.</content>
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    <title>From "Encyclopedia of an Ordinary ::edit:: Life"</title>
    <published>2006-06-01T16:45:45Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-03T04:45:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"...Ive come up with this explanation: people change. It's as uninteresting as that. People change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Who am I? Oh yes: I'm the kind of person who doesn't like fiction, country music, or cilantro.&lt;/i&gt; We use these defining truths to help us stay in the lines of ourselves. We think we have to hold on to these labels, we feel comfortable holding on to these labels, but it turns out the labels are removable, you can peel them right off. &lt;i&gt; Okay then, change of plans: I'm the kind of person who likes nonfiction &lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt; fiction, and used to not like cilantro but now likes it, but still doesn't care for country music."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much truth lies within these words.</content>
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