<?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-34180441</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:23:59.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caboose -1</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redblows.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34180441/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redblows.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dave J.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421031195748439741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34180441.post-115832583431021179</id><published>2006-09-15T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T06:10:34.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhhhh the times.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's Friday! Finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy it is right now. I just want the weekend to be here so I can have a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter Lorre is this weekend, on Sunday. Saturday I am going to be hanging with Grace and people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday will including hanging with Grace, Kate, Josh, Kyle, Dan and Shannon. Swwwwweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saint's Row is a funny game when the right music is being played when killing people. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is going to be a very slow day at work, I can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34180441-115832583431021179?l=redblows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redblows.blogspot.com/feeds/115832583431021179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34180441&amp;postID=115832583431021179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34180441/posts/default/115832583431021179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34180441/posts/default/115832583431021179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redblows.blogspot.com/2006/09/ahhhhh-times.html' title='ahhhhh the times.'/><author><name>Dave J.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421031195748439741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34180441.post-115806649205316250</id><published>2006-09-12T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T06:08:12.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sweeeeet.</title><content type='html'>I am very excited for Hallowmas to be on a boat. It should prove to be very exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past 2 nights have been pretty hard on Grace and I, but I am keeping my chin up and I just know everything will be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to better news I am going to Grace's house today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY IS WILL RULE YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34180441-115806649205316250?l=redblows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redblows.blogspot.com/feeds/115806649205316250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34180441&amp;postID=115806649205316250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34180441/posts/default/115806649205316250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34180441/posts/default/115806649205316250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redblows.blogspot.com/2006/09/sweeeeet.html' title='sweeeeet.'/><author><name>Dave J.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421031195748439741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34180441.post-115792850077556861</id><published>2006-09-10T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T15:48:20.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't work for you, fuck you, go shopping.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever had a client you had to do a job for and they weren't happy with the results even though to your face they said that they were? Well that happend to me this passed week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lawyer as a client and I set up his server and everything. This passed Thursday and Friday I went up to his office to fix up a few minor things he wanted changed and installed. So I did exactly what he asked, he told me he was fine with my work, then today he e-mails my boss (my uncle) and tells him nothing is working and such. Meanwhile I showed him everything he had to do and made him do it so he could understand and do work from home. He understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me angry for 2 reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He understood my work, I showed him what to do, etc. and then he has the audacity to email my boss and tell him I did everything wrong and that HE was frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. He is a fucking idiot with no sense of computer knowledge, even if I showed him what to do, he still didn't understand. I want to hit him with my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be sending this man an e-mail simply asking him whats wrong and such so I can fix it. And if he doesn't want me to fix it, then fuck him. That's enough with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday Grace came over. We hung around the house for a little bit. Listened to the Inferno record. We also went out to dinner at a nice Italian resturaunt and then went to Applebees to see Kyle, Josh, Zach and Grace. We hung out in the parking lot listneing to music, we had on Tattoos Fade and this kid kept yelling that it sucked so I made it louder and whatnot, it was great, finally the little kids left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all left basically after that. Kyle took Zach, Josh and Grace home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace and I got in my car and went back to the house, we had a nice little walk around the block. Came back to my house, came to my room, cuddled, got wine, watched Forrest Gump and did boyfriend/girlfriend things. Fell asleep at like 3:30 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to get food at a diner with Josh, and got ice cream and hung around. We watched the rest of Forrest Gump, and she went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and on Saturday night Grace and I went shopping at the mall, I got a pair of shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Grace, a whole lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34180441-115792850077556861?l=redblows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redblows.blogspot.com/feeds/115792850077556861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34180441&amp;postID=115792850077556861' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34180441/posts/default/115792850077556861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34180441/posts/default/115792850077556861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redblows.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-dont-work-for-you-fuck-you-go.html' title='i don&apos;t work for you, fuck you, go shopping.'/><author><name>Dave J.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421031195748439741</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
