<?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-2936226773299002249</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:41:13.393-08:00</updated><category term='linux'/><category term='you'/><category term='mallory'/><category term='pet peeves'/><category term='me'/><category term='girls'/><category term='guys'/><category term='unix'/><category term='dave matthews band'/><category term='boys'/><category term='bored'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='school'/><category term='liquor'/><category term='work'/><category term='drunkeness'/><category term='ex&apos;s'/><category term='lyrical poems'/><title type='text'>Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inverseyekoms.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2936226773299002249/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inverseyekoms.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662946454451039398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NGCHK0uk10U/R_LNdAiHWKI/AAAAAAAAABM/p3qGCOCsPLE/S220/n1029211950_30590334_9748.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2936226773299002249.post-7152369709666403056</id><published>2010-03-30T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T10:36:07.547-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>wow has it been that long?</title><content type='html'>I don't know why I haven't written in my blog in so long. guess I got kinda busy. so catching up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am with a great gal(jami morgan) and enjoying that aspect of my life.&lt;br /&gt;I am a computer tech at the jones center. working my butt off&lt;br /&gt;I have learned how to manage a business budget. (if i could only keep up with my personal budget I would be ok)&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking about going to college for something big. (lawyer, doctor) I am tired of the mundane life I have been living and want something more. I don't know if it is because I am growing up and ready to settle down or if I am just dreaming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2936226773299002249-7152369709666403056?l=inverseyekoms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inverseyekoms.blogspot.com/feeds/7152369709666403056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2936226773299002249&amp;postID=7152369709666403056' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2936226773299002249/posts/default/7152369709666403056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2936226773299002249/posts/default/7152369709666403056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NGCHK0uk10U/R_52obbhJiI/AAAAAAAAABU/iMJp8urBmjw/s72-c/10gidzr.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2936226773299002249.post-4401381240291876996</id><published>2008-04-01T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T16:55:58.822-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='linux'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dave matthews band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unix'/><title type='text'>April 1st 2008 it is a hardnox life for us. (annie reference anyone?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kknight2@localhost ~]$ vi new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog entry&lt;br /&gt;6:40 pm&lt;br /&gt;Unix Class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so bored with my unix with linux class. big suprise, i took the class that has no linux in it but what is in the name. I have written the word linux more already in this entry than my teacher has said it in class!! I don't know maybe it is just stress from work but i really want to be out of work out of school and out of responsibilities for like a week. August can't come soon enough. out of class. I am going to take a few days, maybe a week off of work and go see Dave Matthews in concert in OKC!! i hope they have edmund cleaned up by then, there was recently a tornado that ripped through there and took out alot of houses and businesses. I can't wait to go to bricktown again and go visit that indoor paintball field and see how it is doing since last time i was in there it looked and smelled like exactly what it was, CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teacher keeps asking me if i am done with chapter 7?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why would i not be done with chapter 7 or even chapter 12 for that reason, I do this stuff at work everyday! i don't need this class to graduate, i just wish i would have withdrawn before so i could have gotten the refund. now if i withdraw it shows up as a F on my report. can't have that if i want to have a good job in the future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats all for today, maybe i will write more tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-kakers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;"new" 20L, 1366C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2936226773299002249-4401381240291876996?l=inverseyekoms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inverseyekoms.blogspot.com/feeds/4401381240291876996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2936226773299002249&amp;postID=4401381240291876996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2936226773299002249/posts/default/4401381240291876996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2936226773299002249/posts/default/4401381240291876996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inverseyekoms.blogspot.com/2008/04/2008.html' title='April 1st 2008 it is a hardnox life for us. (annie reference anyone?)'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662946454451039398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NGCHK0uk10U/R_LNdAiHWKI/AAAAAAAAABM/p3qGCOCsPLE/S220/n1029211950_30590334_9748.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2936226773299002249.post-1947999403222336699</id><published>2008-03-28T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T17:03:09.769-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrical poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mallory'/><title type='text'>Miss her</title><content type='html'>I still love this girl and she still loves me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why all the drama and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;melancholy&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both want &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; she is wanted by other men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be together i just don't know when&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2936226773299002249-1947999403222336699?l=inverseyekoms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inverseyekoms.blogspot.com/feeds/1947999403222336699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2936226773299002249&amp;postID=1947999403222336699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2936226773299002249/posts/default/1947999403222336699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2936226773299002249/posts/default/1947999403222336699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inverseyekoms.blogspot.com/2008/03/mal.html' title='Miss her'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662946454451039398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NGCHK0uk10U/R_LNdAiHWKI/AAAAAAAAABM/p3qGCOCsPLE/S220/n1029211950_30590334_9748.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2936226773299002249.post-5221211150140253109</id><published>2008-03-25T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T17:36:48.172-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet peeves'/><title type='text'>Not sorry anymore (import from Facebook)</title><content type='html'>From a guys point of view...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;that i bought you roses&lt;br /&gt;to tell you that i like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;That I was raised with respect&lt;br /&gt;not to sleep with you when you were drunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;That my body's not ripped enough&lt;br /&gt;to "satisfy" your wants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;that I open your car door,&lt;br /&gt;and pull out your chair &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;That I'm not cute enough&lt;br /&gt;to be "your guy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;That I am actually nice;&lt;br /&gt;not an asshole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I like to spend quality nights at home&lt;br /&gt;cuddling with you, instead of at a club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;That I am always the one you need to talk to,&lt;br /&gt;but never good enough to date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;That I always held your hair back when you threw up,and didn't get mad at you for puking in my car,&lt;br /&gt;but when we went out you went home with another guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;That I am there to pick you up at 4am when your new man hit you and dropped you off in the middle of nowhere,&lt;br /&gt;but not good enough to listen to me when I need a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;If I start not being there, and being used as a door mat, only to be thrown to the side when the new asshole comes around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;If I don't answer my phone anymore when you call, to listen to you cry for hours, instead of getting a couple hours of sleep before work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that you can't realize.. I've been the one all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;If you read this and know somebody like this&lt;br /&gt;but don't care But most of all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;For not being sorry anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;That you can't accept me for who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I can ever do anything right, and nothing that I do is good&lt;br /&gt;enough to make it in your world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;I caught your bf with another girl and told you about it, I thought that was what friends were for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;That I told you I loved you and actually meant it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;That I talked to you for nine hours on Thanksgiving when your bf was threatening you instead of spending time with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That i cared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;that I listen to you at night talk about how you wish you could have done something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies always bitch and bitch to their friends that there is never any good guys out there, and they always end up with assholes who mistreat them. Well ladies next time you're bitching, maybe look up to see who you're bitching to, maybe that special someone is right there hanging on your every word as usual, screaming in his head "Why won't you give me a chance?"&lt;br /&gt;Because the person you are usually searching for is right by you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2936226773299002249-5221211150140253109?l=inverseyekoms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inverseyekoms.blogspot.com/feeds/5221211150140253109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2936226773299002249&amp;postID=5221211150140253109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2936226773299002249/posts/default/5221211150140253109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2936226773299002249/posts/default/5221211150140253109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inverseyekoms.blogspot.com/2008/03/not-sorry-anymore-import-from-facebook.html' title='Not sorry anymore (import from Facebook)'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662946454451039398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NGCHK0uk10U/R_LNdAiHWKI/AAAAAAAAABM/p3qGCOCsPLE/S220/n1029211950_30590334_9748.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2936226773299002249.post-1181793780057981283</id><published>2008-03-25T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T17:27:04.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Video Games in the History of Humanity</title><content type='html'>I copied this from a previous blog i wrote in high school:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Best Video Games in the History of Humanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the only guy who likes making lists. Over the years, many gaming magazines and websites have made lengthy lists of their own in an attempt to compile comprehensive guides chronicling the best video games of all time. Here is a summary of some of the leading Top 10s, as excerpted from various Top 100 lists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tried to be as diverse and inclusive as possible in my selection of lists. Some will inevitably appear more credible than others, but my intent was quantity more than quality. By assembling a collection of lists that was as vast as possible, I was hoping to see if there appears to be any consensus as to what games truly are history's best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is what i found!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rank Title Publisher Year&lt;br /&gt;1 Super Mario Bros. Nintendo 1985&lt;br /&gt;2 Super Mario 64 Nintendo 1996&lt;br /&gt;3 Donkey Kong Country 3 Rare 1996&lt;br /&gt;4 Final Fantasy VII Squaresoft 1997&lt;br /&gt;5 Super Mario World 2 Nintendo 1996&lt;br /&gt;6 Banjo-Tooie Rare 1998&lt;br /&gt;7 Pac Man Namco 1980&lt;br /&gt;8 Earthbound Nintendo 1995&lt;br /&gt;9 Monkey Island 2 Lucas Arts 1990&lt;br /&gt;10 Megaman 3 Capcom 1990&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant is the key word. These are all games that I look at with a sense of admiration for what went into them. They are just so well put together and... ingenious. Someday I'll write a more in-depth explanation of why each one has won my heart in its own unique way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2936226773299002249-1181793780057981283?l=inverseyekoms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inverseyekoms.blogspot.com/feeds/1181793780057981283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2936226773299002249&amp;postID=1181793780057981283' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2936226773299002249/posts/default/1181793780057981283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2936226773299002249/posts/default/1181793780057981283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inverseyekoms.blogspot.com/2008/03/best-video-games-in-history-of-humanity.html' title='The Best Video Games in the History of Humanity'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662946454451039398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NGCHK0uk10U/R_LNdAiHWKI/AAAAAAAAABM/p3qGCOCsPLE/S220/n1029211950_30590334_9748.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2936226773299002249.post-8654577656202849715</id><published>2008-03-25T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T03:36:15.729-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liquor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ex&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drunkeness'/><title type='text'>Girls and weekends</title><content type='html'>I recently had a girlfriend that i met at a bar. (#1 worst place to meet a girl)&lt;br /&gt;I recently broke up with said girlfriend because (refer to #1) I didn't know what she was like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Saturday went like this, I woke up with Cory and Ross already at my house because we fell asleep playing gears of war on my parents TV. we played more gears of war and then decided to go shopping. i don't remember who suggested this but it was a bad idea. we went to bio Life so Ross could donate his monthly plasma and me and Cory went and bought some nice cigars while we waited, (at a place i discovered when my bro and sis lived around here.)&lt;a href="http://blog.redshade.net/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we bought the cigars and sat in my car waiting for Ross for about thirty minutes and then went down to best buy to ummmm look around at new TVs. (my idea) after being in there for about half an hour and meeting at least two of my ex girlfriends, one i like to talk to and the other on not so good terms, and i found it... the nicest TV i have ever seen, (not really but that's how i felt.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGCHK0uk10U/R-mN5wiHWGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RYWOf_9EN1c/s1600-h/45_Toshiba_42Z3030D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGCHK0uk10U/R-mN5wiHWGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RYWOf_9EN1c/s320/45_Toshiba_42Z3030D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181828869686515810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really liked it and checked the account balance on my debit card so i did it. i don't know why i shouldn't have but i bought it.&lt;br /&gt;after getting my TV home with help from my parents car... i hooked it up and got a phone call from Lacie. (now ex girlfriend) saying to come over and watch a movie. I said OK and me and Cory went to her house to hang out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 20 min of being there with no movie even in sight, i said what are we doing tonight, and the doorbell rang. it was like destiny! i let them in because Lacie went into the bathroom and it was 8 friends of Mary (Lacie's roommate) and they walked right in like they owned the place. two went and deposited the contents of the bag they were holding into the fridge and two more turned on the radio and blasted it, the remaining couple of people took my seat the seat Lacie was sitting in and the floor. I asked what was going on and they just said we are having a party here tonight. My jaw dropped. (i am not going to lie) i like a good party, i just wasn't in the mood. so i left with cory driving my car( 08 mustang pics to follow) and went to elkins to hang out with my friend Chris Hale. (32 lives by himself, pro firefighter, two kids, two ex-wives) and when we got there chris was just playing PS3 and hanging out, me and cory sat there and talked to him for a while played a little PS3 and Cory kept saying lets go back to lacie's house. (obviously there was some women he thought were attractive and wanted to go hang out with them not two guys, don't blame him!)&lt;br /&gt; When we got back to Lacie's house everyone was very well off their knockers (P.S. that means they were wasted) and cory got his wish (african american girl early twenties, ALMOST attractive) and i got stuck taking care of Lacie. this is where this gets dirty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lacie started throwing up about 15 min after we got there and guess who gets to hold the hair? thats right, the sober boyfriend. After about 3 hours of nonstop puking and bawling like a little baby we got her to her room by carrying her into bed. (side note: she isn't a little girl like mallory or salena were, she weighs about 155-175 and is rather large boned) needless to say it took two to carry her. after getting yelled at by Mary for abandoning her once(i went to the bathroom BIG DEAL) i didn't leave her till she fell asleep at about 11 o'clock. then i had fun!!! alot of new people had shown up that i knew from high school and hadn't seen forever, so i hung out with them and smoked my final cigar for the day. and i was ready to go home. Me and cory left about 2 o'clock and went straight to bed because, ALAS it was easter sunday already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will finish this later. class is over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2936226773299002249-8654577656202849715?l=inverseyekoms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inverseyekoms.blogspot.com/feeds/8654577656202849715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2936226773299002249&amp;postID=8654577656202849715' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2936226773299002249/posts/default/8654577656202849715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2936226773299002249/posts/default/8654577656202849715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inverseyekoms.blogspot.com/2008/03/girls-and-weekends.html' title='Girls and weekends'/><author><name>Kris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09662946454451039398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_NGCHK0uk10U/R_LNdAiHWKI/AAAAAAAAABM/p3qGCOCsPLE/S220/n1029211950_30590334_9748.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NGCHK0uk10U/R-mN5wiHWGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RYWOf_9EN1c/s72-c/45_Toshiba_42Z3030D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
