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mentality &amp;amp; a blog name you need a dictionary for</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><generator 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If I disappear from here for long periods of time, just check my tumblr:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.napalmkristi.tumblr.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;www.napalmkristi.tumblr.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-895553971810594859?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/895553971810594859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=895553971810594859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/895553971810594859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/895553971810594859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2011/04/sad-to-say.html' title='Sad to say...'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-5493616233487550463</id><published>2011-02-20T16:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T16:55:45.353-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atlas'/><title type='text'>I feel like him today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EBoPw8kcDRE/TWGN3G28tVI/AAAAAAAAATs/LTEw7h0f9EM/s1600/atlas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EBoPw8kcDRE/TWGN3G28tVI/AAAAAAAAATs/LTEw7h0f9EM/s320/atlas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575893791534789970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-5493616233487550463?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/5493616233487550463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=5493616233487550463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/5493616233487550463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/5493616233487550463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-feel-like-him-today.html' title='I feel like him today...'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EBoPw8kcDRE/TWGN3G28tVI/AAAAAAAAATs/LTEw7h0f9EM/s72-c/atlas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-4416582998502148796</id><published>2011-02-18T18:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T18:32:59.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z0yz_R2akGo/TV8BpkGaM9I/AAAAAAAAATk/Wuny8_JTwcA/s1600/pretty.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z0yz_R2akGo/TV8BpkGaM9I/AAAAAAAAATk/Wuny8_JTwcA/s320/pretty.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575176677284787154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-4416582998502148796?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/4416582998502148796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=4416582998502148796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/4416582998502148796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/4416582998502148796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z0yz_R2akGo/TV8BpkGaM9I/AAAAAAAAATk/Wuny8_JTwcA/s72-c/pretty.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-4525416300345877736</id><published>2011-02-07T12:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T12:59:37.726-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minnesota'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amtrak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>March</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TVAy0ZZRbnI/AAAAAAAAATc/5P0LDqM4XIU/s1600/amtrak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 185px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TVAy0ZZRbnI/AAAAAAAAATc/5P0LDqM4XIU/s320/amtrak.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571008614808776306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Considering taking the train to MN over break (in March), this’d be my route that I’d travel for about 33hours, with a stop for a few hours (about 5) in Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Massachusetts, New York, (possibly very little part of Pennsylvania), Ohio, Indiana, Illinois, Wisconsin, Minnesota&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-4525416300345877736?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/4525416300345877736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=4525416300345877736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/4525416300345877736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/4525416300345877736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2011/02/march.html' title='March'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TVAy0ZZRbnI/AAAAAAAAATc/5P0LDqM4XIU/s72-c/amtrak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-8359789606409849387</id><published>2011-02-02T14:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T14:54:40.113-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr'/><title type='text'>Fact.</title><content type='html'>Fact: we only dream of what we know. Our dreams are frequently full of strangers who play out certain parts – did you know that your mind is not inventing those faces – they are real faces of real people that you have seen during your life but may not know or remember? The evil killer in your latest dream may be the guy who pumped petrol into your dad’s car when you were just a little kid. We have all seen hundreds of thousands of faces throughout our lives, so we have an endless supply of characters for our brain to utilize during our dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Originally a reblog on &lt;a href="http://www.napalmkristi.tumblr.com"&gt;www.napalmkristi.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-8359789606409849387?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/8359789606409849387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=8359789606409849387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/8359789606409849387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/8359789606409849387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2011/02/fact.html' title='Fact.'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-6854617708298479767</id><published>2011-01-22T21:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T21:57:35.929-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Napalm Kristi'/><title type='text'>Haven't seen you in a while.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TTuZBNgCePI/AAAAAAAAATQ/ycs4hZj_Weg/s1600/2011-01-22%2B21-50-40.715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TTuZBNgCePI/AAAAAAAAATQ/ycs4hZj_Weg/s320/2011-01-22%2B21-50-40.715.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565210010629339378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh btw, I'm exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you in NH tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back on campus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-6854617708298479767?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/6854617708298479767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=6854617708298479767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/6854617708298479767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/6854617708298479767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2011/01/havent-seen-you-in-while.html' title='Haven&apos;t seen you in a while.'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TTuZBNgCePI/AAAAAAAAATQ/ycs4hZj_Weg/s72-c/2011-01-22%2B21-50-40.715.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-5033974522004415591</id><published>2011-01-21T03:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T03:26:03.373-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anxiety'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Does anyone else feel an occasional anxiety/anticipation that something is going to happen? Not necessarily negative…just something that makes you feel like “maybe I shouldn’t go to sleep yet”?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-5033974522004415591?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/5033974522004415591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=5033974522004415591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/5033974522004415591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/5033974522004415591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2011/01/does-anyone-else-feel-occasional.html' title=''/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-3347869116848258191</id><published>2011-01-15T14:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T14:28:24.881-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bill maher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new rules'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mike carter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vote'/><title type='text'>Help!</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone. Sorry we're almost to the point of harassment ;) but we don't want to lose this thing and somehow the guy in first keeps pulling away by 20 votes or so. If I haven't sent you a message before, Mike is trying to win a Bill Maher "New Rules" contest where he submitted his own original rules. It all counts on votes so.... Thank you to anyone who chooses to participate, we appreciate it :) ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going to copy &amp; paste Mike's message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vote for my New Rules to show up on 'Real Time with Bill Maher'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how to do it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Click on the link, http://apps.facebook.com/newrules/?ref=bookmarks&amp;count=0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) 'Like' Bill Maher (some people can get away with voting and not "liking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Search for Mike (or Carter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Vote for the three rules that are listed under Mike C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that you can vote for three rules each day. I have three rules so take some time each day to do something good an vote for me :-).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-3347869116848258191?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/3347869116848258191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=3347869116848258191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3347869116848258191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3347869116848258191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2011/01/help.html' title='Help!'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-4193162964996002310</id><published>2011-01-14T15:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T15:33:03.858-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='permit'/><title type='text'>Living in the city, I’ve never needed to drive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TTCy9g32erI/AAAAAAAAATI/rNTj1gMqQjw/s1600/2011-01-14%2B15-20-57.771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TTCy9g32erI/AAAAAAAAATI/rNTj1gMqQjw/s320/2011-01-14%2B15-20-57.771.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562142309668518578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve waited years to get my permit.&lt;br /&gt;Now to terrorize the sidewalks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-4193162964996002310?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/4193162964996002310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=4193162964996002310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/4193162964996002310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/4193162964996002310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2011/01/living-in-city-ive-never-needed-to.html' title='Living in the city, I’ve never needed to drive.'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TTCy9g32erI/AAAAAAAAATI/rNTj1gMqQjw/s72-c/2011-01-14%2B15-20-57.771.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-7036993113102832447</id><published>2011-01-14T00:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T00:30:40.440-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gauged ears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gauges'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body mod'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flesh tunnels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stretching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='0g'/><title type='text'>I have a friend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TS_fJ_LIJEI/AAAAAAAAATA/sTHrUINwlPg/s1600/ears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TS_fJ_LIJEI/AAAAAAAAATA/sTHrUINwlPg/s320/ears.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561909427495773250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;...who cringes when I talk about stretching my ears. So I take photos like this and send them to her ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-7036993113102832447?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/7036993113102832447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=7036993113102832447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/7036993113102832447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/7036993113102832447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-have-friend.html' title='I have a friend...'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TS_fJ_LIJEI/AAAAAAAAATA/sTHrUINwlPg/s72-c/ears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-5081492795084393701</id><published>2011-01-09T20:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T20:31:18.734-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Westboro Baptist Church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arizona'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shootings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fred Phelps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hate'/><title type='text'>Calling people baby killers...</title><content type='html'>...yet the shooters you thanked god for kills a 9 year old girl? But it's okay because it was god's will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fred Phelps disgusts me to no end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qpkxoql4xz0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qpkxoql4xz0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-5081492795084393701?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/5081492795084393701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=5081492795084393701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/5081492795084393701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/5081492795084393701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2011/01/calling-people-baby-killers.html' title='Calling people baby killers...'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-7176873974039599267</id><published>2010-12-29T17:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T17:41:51.560-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rochester'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='record player'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crosley'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TRu4MSkHwZI/AAAAAAAAASY/Ry8GgF-XMno/s1600/1229101700-00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TRu4MSkHwZI/AAAAAAAAASY/Ry8GgF-XMno/s320/1229101700-00.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556237086572921234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MERRY XMAS TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;It’s a bad cell phone photo but I got me a new record player :) …not that old school and has all these CD/Radio/Tape features that I’m not used to in a record player….I actually don’t give much of a shit about those, I just needed a record player haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[entry originally posted on napalm kristi's tumblr @ &lt;a href="http://www.napalmkristi.tumblr.com"&gt;www.napalmkristi.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-7176873974039599267?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/7176873974039599267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=7176873974039599267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/7176873974039599267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/7176873974039599267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-xmas-to-me-its-bad-cell-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TRu4MSkHwZI/AAAAAAAAASY/Ry8GgF-XMno/s72-c/1229101700-00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-1216999542305850394</id><published>2010-12-07T17:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T17:53:08.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I’m in Minneapolis for about two more weeks…</title><content type='html'>…and then it’s back home to Boston for a month until I’m shipped off again to New Hampshire. I’ll take a month to sleep, thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-1216999542305850394?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/1216999542305850394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=1216999542305850394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/1216999542305850394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/1216999542305850394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-in-minneapolis-for-about-two-more.html' title='I’m in Minneapolis for about two more weeks…'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-5138538103137782358</id><published>2010-11-19T16:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T17:11:45.086-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MySpace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='profile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='checkoutmyink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lastfm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Links'/><title type='text'>100 Posts [on Tumblr]</title><content type='html'>I just realized it's been days since I posted and this is because there are way too many sites to keep track of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, for my 100th post, I'm going to leave you all of the links you can contact me at. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stalk me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·         http://www.napalmkristi.tumblr.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·         http://www.checkoutmyink.com/profile/nap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·         http://www.disparateaggregate.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·         http://www.twitter.com/napalmkristi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·         http://www.last.fm/user/napalmkristi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·         http://www.myspace.com/napalmkristi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·         http://www.facebook.com/kristianafurtado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·         http://www.facebook.com/napalmkristi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know where you're coming from :)&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;[entry originally posted on napalm kristi's tumblr @ &lt;a href="http://www.napalmkristi.tumblr.com"&gt;www.napalmkristi.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-5138538103137782358?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/5138538103137782358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=5138538103137782358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/5138538103137782358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/5138538103137782358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2010/11/100-posts-on-tumblr.html' title='100 Posts [on Tumblr]'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-3371694029272309499</id><published>2010-11-09T17:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T17:14:10.578-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Big Tease'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crawford Mackenzie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Craig Ferguson'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TNnHMMQkn7I/AAAAAAAAASE/rNkEgbQDgIU/s1600/thebigtease.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TNnHMMQkn7I/AAAAAAAAASE/rNkEgbQDgIU/s320/thebigtease.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537676229091827634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;And we all know what happens to the little people don’t we? They get trodden on by the big people, clumsy big people with big feet, crushing little people in the pavement of life, dreams squashed like insects by the giant shoes of fate. It’s just sad.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Craig Ferguson (as Crawford Mackenzie) in the Big Teas&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[entry originally posted on napalm kristi's tumblr @ &lt;a href="http://www.napalmkristi.tumblr.com"&gt;www.napalmkristi.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-3371694029272309499?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/3371694029272309499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=3371694029272309499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3371694029272309499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3371694029272309499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2010/11/and-we-all-know-what-happens-to-little.html' title=''/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TNnHMMQkn7I/AAAAAAAAASE/rNkEgbQDgIU/s72-c/thebigtease.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-3123709314950790227</id><published>2010-11-08T05:06:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T05:12:12.863-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dick Van Dyke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Julie Andrews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary Poppins'/><title type='text'>Dick Van Dyke: Chim Chiminy, Chim Chim Chiree</title><content type='html'>Is it odd that the (possibly) only time I’ve found Dick Van Dyke attractive is as ‘Bert’ in Mary Poppins? I think I fell in love with him as a little girl for his character and it just developed as I got older. Well, all I have to say to that is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chim Chiminy, Chim Chiminy, Chim Chim Chiree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TNfMWh6wa-I/AAAAAAAAAR8/zgSxCuq9gnE/s1600/bertmaybe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TNfMWh6wa-I/AAAAAAAAAR8/zgSxCuq9gnE/s320/bertmaybe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537118954309315554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TNfMR38V1NI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Na5vFgjrSE0/s1600/bert7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TNfMR38V1NI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Na5vFgjrSE0/s320/bert7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537118874322195666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TNfMOl978kI/AAAAAAAAARs/FbuIW0I2mZA/s1600/bert6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TNfMFxDPmSI/AAAAAAAAARc/uvVt-xdN7kM/s320/bert4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537118666313668898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TNfMC-NMMPI/AAAAAAAAARU/l-vXQFvdbiI/s1600/bert3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TNfMC-NMMPI/AAAAAAAAARU/l-vXQFvdbiI/s320/bert3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537118618305442034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TNfL-rOAT_I/AAAAAAAAARM/Q6dN44ViH3w/s1600/bert2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TNfL-rOAT_I/AAAAAAAAARM/Q6dN44ViH3w/s320/bert2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537118544489107442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TNfL6YwU6oI/AAAAAAAAARE/gO3jzt2R0tI/s1600/bert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TNfL6YwU6oI/AAAAAAAAARE/gO3jzt2R0tI/s320/bert.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537118470813313666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[entry originally posted on napalm kristi's tumblr @ &lt;a href="http://www.napalmkristi.tumblr.com"&gt;www.napalmkristi.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-3123709314950790227?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/3123709314950790227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=3123709314950790227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3123709314950790227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3123709314950790227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2010/11/dick-van-dyke-chim-chiminy-chim-chim.html' title='Dick Van Dyke: Chim Chiminy, Chim Chim Chiree'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TNfMWh6wa-I/AAAAAAAAAR8/zgSxCuq9gnE/s72-c/bertmaybe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-1242531165158268531</id><published>2010-11-07T02:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T02:14:53.155-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survey'/><title type='text'>I guess to take a little look at yourself...</title><content type='html'>Try and take some time while you answer these. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you could live somewhere else where would you choose and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Honestly can't say right now. I've lived in Massachusetts, New Hampshire, and Minnesota and been to 11? or so U.S. states as well as 6 countries in Europe. Out of the places I've been, I haven't been there long enough to know what it would be like to move there although they all have their certain appeals to me. I've loved each of the places I have lived and wouldn't mind taking up 'permanent' residence in any of those three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What are some of your unrealistic hopes or wishes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Oh boy. That everything will fall in place? When in reality it takes a lot of hard work and discipline. I have quite a few wishes, but I treat them just as that, wishes....I'd have to have control over time, space, and the desires/actions of other people but what fun would that be? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What people from your past are on your mind the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Most of the people from my past are the people in my present. I've found myself lately thinking of relatives who have passed away, specifically my uncle Phil and Mush (my papa Richie). I'm sure I realized it then but I'm realizing it again how much they were a part of my life when I was younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What are some songs, foods, images, or smells that you associate with people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'm sure there are a lot of these that I just can't come up with but some are: the smell of (marinara or meat) sauce or garlic powder remind me of my grandmother (paternal) because when she cooks it just takes up the entire house and I love the foods she makes with those. I associate any western with my father -whether or not he's seen it as well as movies like Backdraft, Young Guns, and Gladiator. Also bandannas make me think of him. So many things remind me of my mother- keychains, images of the sun and moon, bowling, crosswords, wheel of fortune, sunflower seeds, making my bed (yes). Cartoons make me think of Mike, hearing anything by Bad Religion, the Stooges, actions he's jokingly poked fun at me about (like my need for real shoes), certain foods we've shared or he's made. I could write a whole note on this question so I'll stop now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Is there anything you wish your family did when you were younger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A lot of things that I don't feel like getting into right now. However I do wish my grandparents learned more of my great-grandparents' languages and passed them on to their children, which would pass on to me. I'd at least be trilingual by now (English, Italian, Portuguese) ...then add on my languages I've studied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  What nonhuman thing have you felt the most connected to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-That's an interesting question...and without a doubt my dogs. Every dog I've had has been my shadow and the biggest comfort I had during hard times back home. Buddy (my Nana's dog but I practically lived there and paid the most attention to him out of anyone), Sonny, Odie, and Tessie. First two passed away, Odie is living in a new home, and Tessie is my current canine counterpart. My dogs never put me down for who I was and never said no to a cuddle or a run in the park. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How do you feel about your education?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'm proud of it, both book smarts and street smarts/common sense. In the direct line of my immediate family I'm the first to attend college in generations and I've worked hard to get here, but I also take my experiences from where I've come from and where I've been with me always. I have many more years to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. 5 years ago, what did you expect of yourself today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Five years ago I was 15 and didn't expect much. I expected to be a student and I can honestly say that's about as far as I thought ahead...a lot of the changes made even within the year of going from 15 to 16 was completely unexpected and each year since hasn't been predictable. 5 years ago I didn't see me moving out of my mother's house, moving to Chelsea,  moving to New Hampshire, moving to Minnesota, going to Europe, becoming a mentor, choosing paths in careers and education, losing and gaining certain people in my life...most of it changed quickly...but isn't that life for everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What in your life right now do you feel comforted by?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My family. I'm always comforted by my family. They've done a lot for me even though they're over 1,300 miles away right now...they've always done a lot for me, more than I think they should and I try to give back as much as possible. Even little things like my aunt sending me messages a few days a week to say hey and tell me about work, keeping me connected to back home. I appreciate it and it's comforting knowing someone wants to confide the mundane monotony of everyday work with you. I'm also comforted by the flexibility I have in my life right now to make decisions and a little wiggle room for (some) mistakes in those decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is your relationship with religion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We broke up a long time ago. My family is "catholic" and I went to a Catholic school for my entire education previous to college. I say my family is "catholic" because for most of my childhood they did nothing but call themselves catholic. My grandmother and I stopped going to mass when I was 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How would you describe your childhood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Half typical childhood, half memoir-worthy? The amount of fighting, drugs, police, government-assistance (welfare, food stamps, section 8), evil step-parents....I'm sure you've read the story many times. I have wonderful memories of my childhood as well with absolutely amazing family-members I wish you all could meet. Camping trips, theme-park vacations, making pizza, the works. Some times one life outweighed the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What are some of your outlets/hobbies/interests/things you put yourself into?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-That's a broad question and I have many interests...but if you couldn't tell from this survey, I write. I write constantly and it draws from all of my "outlets/hobbies/interests/things I put myself into". I love photography, drawing, body modifications, old cars, sewing, films (from all genres but I spent most of my high school life knee deep in horror), music (mostly listening, love to sing and want to pick up a few instruments when I get back home- specifically guitar and harmonica)...this is also a note on it's own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.  Describe in detail one of the scariest moments in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It wasn't so much a moment but weeks. A few years ago my mother had pneumococcal pneumonia (I memorized the spelling by then). I was still living at home this time and for days she spent most of her time in bed complaining about back and chest pain, shortness of breath and trouble breathing. When it got to the point that she practically had to be carried to the bathroom is finallywhen she decided to go to the hospital. My mother is tiny already and while she was sick she dropped below 100 pounds and her blood pressure dropped substantially. When I would visit her she would stay awake for about 5 minutes at a time and go back to sleep. We were also told at one point her condition was "touch 'n go". It took forever but she came around...and now has COPD and emphysema-like symptoms. I can never shortly describe this....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Describe in detail one of the happiest moments in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-After that last question this seems a bit difficult and I would rather list a few than go into great detail like the last one. Happiest moments in my life include: my father stepping off of a bus...and the time he ran back to grandparents store because I was crying over the fact he didn't fay goodbye (I wouldn't see him for weeks at a time at this point)...when I got into college and I ran to the back of the house to tell him and called all my family members who were waiting for me...when I met Mike for the first time after 7 years and I rode the bus home with him with my head on his shoulder...when I came home from my first big trip away from home (Italy) not knowing how I was going to get home and my mother was the only one waiting for me....when my mother stood up for herself and kicked out her boyfriend and called to tell me on new years...when my father told me he was going through treatment and sober and that I was his biggest inspiration and support to change his life around...not very big moments to some but there are MANY happy moments in my life that all I have to do with the people in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who has had the biggest influence on who you are today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've read the rest of my note you'll know what kind of impact my family has had on me, but I realize I don't think I spoke so much about my papa, Gerard (my paternal grandfather) and I think that's because it's hard for me to relate to you how special of a person he is to me. He is the person I know will always be there as long as he's alive and I find it to be an extreme compliment whenever anyone compares me to him. If I had a lifetime to tell you about him, it wouldn't be enough and I think tonight, I want to keep our memories for myself. &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ended up being much longer than I expected myself to write... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[entry originally posted on napalm kristi's tumblr @ &lt;a href="http://www.napalmkristi.tumblr.com"&gt;www.napalmkristi.tumblr.co&lt;/a&gt;m]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-1242531165158268531?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/1242531165158268531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=1242531165158268531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/1242531165158268531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/1242531165158268531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-guess-to-take-little-look-at-yourself.html' title='I guess to take a little look at yourself...'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-840386076611362594</id><published>2010-10-07T19:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T19:20:00.841-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manhattan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ebay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bay area'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jennifer Egan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='san francisco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Visit from the Goon Squad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Punk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction writing'/><title type='text'>where'd you go? &amp; goon squad</title><content type='html'>My apologize for disappearing. What an exhausting week but ‘tis over now since my week ends on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to tell you about the book I’m waiting for to come in the mail. I had to choose something to present to my Fiction Writing class (from a list) and I’m surprised I found one that made me want to buy it. I have &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;yet&lt;/span&gt; to read it so I’ll just leave you with a little description and a review later…but for people who know me, this is right up my alley. And obviously, you can’t “Click to LOOK INSIDE” on this photo. I just used the link from Amazon since it’s a more permanent link. If you would like to look inside I’ll leave the link at the bottom of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Visit from the Goon Sqaud by Jennifer Egan (2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TK5UzJcH6UI/AAAAAAAAAP8/TQKdeAxSfvw/s1600/513k6QpLwOL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA300_SH20_OU01_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TK5UzJcH6UI/AAAAAAAAAP8/TQKdeAxSfvw/s320/513k6QpLwOL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA300_SH20_OU01_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525447030514116930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; “The intellectually audacious and lyrically gifted Jennifer Egan uses a portrait (more like a shredded Polaroid, actually) of an aging musician to convey a few of her more luminous thoughts on tiny topics such as life, death, memory, time, rebellion, kleptomania, text messages, Power Point, and punk rock. Egan’s expansive universe of characters is obviously elliptical, since it has a pair of foci, rather than a center—Bennie Salazar, the aforementioned rocker turned music producer, and his secretary Sasha, who has an odd tendency to turn one-night stands into opportunities for casual theft. Beginning with Bennie and Sasha, Egan builds outward, encompassing the stories of their friends, family, co-workers, and even casual acquaintances, as she shifts the view and voice of the book as if the narrative drive had a manual transmission. From the howl and ruckus of punk rock clubs in 1970s San Francisco to the combustible bustle of contemporary Manhattan to the scarred silence of the Western desert in the not-too-present future, Egan urgently digresses her way through the tail end of the 20th century and on into the mouth of the 21st, allowing her method of depiction to condense and simplify before the readers’ eyes as time inexorably progresses while life inexplicably recedes.” &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(review from an Ebay page, I apologize for not giving credit. It’s not my own, but I’ll give credit if I remember who’s Ebay page it was)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Amazon page:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Visit-Goon-Squad-Jennifer-Egan/dp/0307592839/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1286492968&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;http://www.amazon.com/Visit-Goon-Squad-Jennifer-Egan/dp/0307592839/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1286492968&amp;sr=8-1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have way too much reading to do but I’m excited for this one! because I’m an English major and sometimes I get excited about books…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-stay free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[entry originally posted on napalm kristi's tumblr @ &lt;a href="http://www.napalmkristi.tumblr.com"&gt;www.napalmkristi.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-840386076611362594?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/840386076611362594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=840386076611362594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/840386076611362594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/840386076611362594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2010/10/whered-you-go-goon-squad.html' title='where&apos;d you go? &amp; goon squad'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TK5UzJcH6UI/AAAAAAAAAP8/TQKdeAxSfvw/s72-c/513k6QpLwOL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA300_SH20_OU01_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-10886057398259869</id><published>2010-09-28T17:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T17:28:25.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kill the Trendy</title><content type='html'>Every once and a while I’ll see someone or something that will make me think of this song. 5 minutes ago on facebook deserves it today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3PEMulR_AbU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3PEMulR_AbU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[entry originally posted on napalm kristi's tumblr @ &lt;a href="http://www.napalmkristi.tumblr.com"&gt;www.napalmkristi.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-10886057398259869?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/10886057398259869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=10886057398259869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/10886057398259869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/10886057398259869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2010/09/kill-trendy.html' title='Kill the Trendy'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-541938171178393991</id><published>2010-09-27T19:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T19:13:56.791-04:00</updated><title type='text'>get off your soapbox</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TKElGBQTx2I/AAAAAAAAAP0/TGUOGGE5InY/s1600/62897_439521276603_659301603_5768959_7933849_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TKElGBQTx2I/AAAAAAAAAP0/TGUOGGE5InY/s320/62897_439521276603_659301603_5768959_7933849_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521735403479222114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These men stood outside one of my buildings today preaching to everyone who passed that they were not saved unless they were born again through Christ. All acts and good deeds, even feeding the poor, were a sin if not done through Jesus Christ. No I am not a Christian, nor am I religious in any way shape or form, but I will never tell you that you can’t have your religion because I don’t agree with it…but I will ask you to have the same respect for me. Calling out homosexuals as sinners and telling women in burkas that Allah will not save them is just disgusting and flat out rude. If you want to inform someone about your religion, this is no way to do it. People laughed at this man, were annoyed by him and even told him so…this only creates opposition to you and the original reason you probably got up on that soapbox. Show some respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[entry originally posted on napalm kristi's tumblr @ &lt;a href="http://www.napalmkristi.tumblr.com"&gt;www.napalmkristi.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-541938171178393991?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/541938171178393991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=541938171178393991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/541938171178393991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/541938171178393991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2010/09/get-off-your-soapbox.html' title='get off your soapbox'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TKElGBQTx2I/AAAAAAAAAP0/TGUOGGE5InY/s72-c/62897_439521276603_659301603_5768959_7933849_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-4558458213551201630</id><published>2010-09-26T16:40:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T19:06:40.812-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Check out my Tumblr!</title><content type='html'>Hello darlings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's been a while but I'm just starting up a tumblr account so I can get back into blogging. I will update here when I update there, so much updating, to try and keep my timelines in check. I'm hoping to add a video blog to that account soon explaining the move. So see you all there...and don't judge because it's a bare minimum at best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tumblr account: &lt;a href="http://www.napalmkristi.blogspot.com"&gt;www.napalmkristi.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until later, stay furry,&lt;br /&gt;Love Napalm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-4558458213551201630?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/4558458213551201630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=4558458213551201630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/4558458213551201630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/4558458213551201630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2010/09/active-again.html' title='Check out my Tumblr!'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-46327637133112613</id><published>2010-04-14T20:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T21:47:19.079-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Napalm Kristi'/><title type='text'>night, day</title><content type='html'>So another month has passed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3:00 p.m] I must say it is a beautiful day, but as I begin writing this to you I'm stuck in British Lit &amp; Culture for another hour or so. I thought it would be a nice time to catch up since so much - yet so little has come about since Spring Break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After break it was straight back to work- schoolwork, mentoring, paperwork. Speaking of, I don't know if I clued you into my plan of attending the &lt;a href="http://www.umn.edu"&gt;UMN&lt;/a&gt; in the fall (only in the fall), but talk about scrambling to get paperwork done. But that's on its way and no worries there so far (I'll talk about it more as it approaches). What's really pressing right now is basically schoolwork and one in the many ridiculous english professors out there. I propose that professors (especially this one) take a week to live the schedules of one of their students, when they teach their classes as if it's the only one we're taking. Basically awake for a minimum of 20 hours a day gets old fast, and on the nights of less work the body just goes through with the routine and won't let you get the rest you want, that's ok. I'm nocturnal on the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS WEEKEND. Friday. Get on the Bus for Human Rights. In NYC. Check out my schedule here: &lt;a href="http://www/gotb.org"&gt;GOTB&lt;/a&gt;. I'll be heading out sometime around 4 am. with my friends from UNH's Peace &amp; Justice League, get to our bus in Boston, and hopefully be in 'New Yawk' between 10-11. Returning to NH the same night. My &lt;a href="http://www.nikonusa.com/Find-Your-Nikon/Product/Digital-SLR/25462/D3000.html"&gt;Nikon&lt;/a&gt;  will be in tow, and if we don't get rained out, I will have plenty of photos to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Completely changing the thought here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as my individual being in this past month, it's been quite interesting. Last night I couldn't go to bed and what started as a five-minute walk around the building turned into almost an hour. I looked back at the last 5 years and tried to look ahead. And I am grateful. I think, I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; I saw the woman I will be in 5 years...in 10...in 20...and although I can't be certain of anything, I think I'm happy with her. All I know is that I wish she is young at heart while well-aged in life and mind. I know this is all pretty jumbled and not laid out that well for coherency, but try and sort it out if you must. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now almost 10 p.m. before I decide to post this. I had a good day. Time to just sit back and relax and now I'm back to the grind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't take anything for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Napalm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-46327637133112613?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/46327637133112613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=46327637133112613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/46327637133112613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/46327637133112613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2010/04/night-day.html' title='night, day'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-7862545075571879131</id><published>2010-03-21T18:00:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T21:01:47.659-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minnesota'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring Break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wisconsin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Social Treason'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>You can't take my heart, it's in the city behind...</title><content type='html'>Well hello hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I have returned. I am now back on campus in Durham, NH...where I don't want to be. As the title suggests, my heart is not here. It is in Minnesota. That's where I was, with my &lt;a href="http://www.socialtreason.blogspot.com"&gt;Mike&lt;/a&gt; as I have already told you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/S6a_ExkcKGI/AAAAAAAAAO0/pEFXVWwlx3s/s1600-h/mikesepia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/S6a_ExkcKGI/AAAAAAAAAO0/pEFXVWwlx3s/s320/mikesepia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451254487725123682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My flight in wasn't bad at all. A stop in Chicago and then on to Minneapolis where I took a shuttle to Rochester. On my shuttle ride I counted over 60 silos (and would count 100 by the end of the day) until I got to my stop. There I was greeted by Mike and a large monkey, also known as Mr. Dr. Ian! We then continued to Famous Dave's and I was exposed to HIS BBQ place because he wanted to top my place here in Boston. I think it matched up pretty well. We made a few stops in Rochester, gave me a little tour, and then it was onwards to Plainview. This  tour took all of maybe 10 minutes and now I will never doubt again the fact that my man is from a SMALL TOWN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/S6a25h2RlCI/AAAAAAAAAOU/u63R56pd4S8/s1600-h/tran.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/S6a25h2RlCI/AAAAAAAAAOU/u63R56pd4S8/s320/tran.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451245498433377314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We crashed in the hotel that night and were off to Wisconsin the next day. Our first stop was the Nelson creamery where I had some delicious Maple Nut ice cream and bought REAL Wisconsin cheese to enjoy later. Then Mike, Mr. Dr. Ian, and myself heading to the tracks to wait for trains. We apparently came at the wrong time -even though Ian did flatten a penny-, saw two (which I'm sure Mike could tell you much more than I could about them), and decided to head out to lunch at Twin Bluff's Cafe. Great food and of course, as we leave we see train after train pass us by. On our way back we stopped at Lark Toys, walked around like big kids and even played a few games of mini-golf! Both won by Mr. Dr. Ian who is the whitest person amongst us...and Mike, well, he thought we were playing baseball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was basically a day to meet more relatives. His aunt and uncle decided to take us to Whiskey Creek where I continued to eat MORE bbq. Now I'm not complaining. No no no. They were interesting, nothing bad to say about them...they took a few photos of us together. Cute? Scary? I don't know. This was also a day of rain and fog, a long and difficult drive back to Plainview but the man had it all in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/S6a6nHEuPAI/AAAAAAAAAOc/U1Yc40Oa6mg/s1600-h/theatre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/S6a6nHEuPAI/AAAAAAAAAOc/U1Yc40Oa6mg/s320/theatre.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451249580055084034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wednesday was my first exposure to the THEATRE -dun dun duhhhh. Mike's work that I had heard about plenty of times, PLENTY. Wednesday was only a rehearsal but still a bit stressful with high school students being, well, high school students. But tis still a part of his life and I got a quick taste of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was lasagna dinner day! My man can cook, boy can he cook. Aren't I lucky?  It was even better than my grandmother's who would probably feel a bit jealous if I told her that. I was worried about the use of cottage cheese since I'm not used to it but his meat was delicious ;)...correction, the meat he seasoned for the lasagna was delicious (pervs).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/S6a9OTQpFAI/AAAAAAAAAOs/7BeV9eQlB2k/s1600-h/crash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 168px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/S6a9OTQpFAI/AAAAAAAAAOs/7BeV9eQlB2k/s320/crash.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451252452364456962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Earlier that day before we made it to dinner we were slowed down by this accident and the fire engine that was heading to this accident. We're blaming this on Ian's golf ball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I found myself once again at the theatre to watch the full high school show. It wasn't bad, it got a few laughs out of me and the kids generally did alright. I can see how monotonous and aggravating it can be for Mike &amp; Ian and I don't blame them at all. They do so much for that theatre and I hope the people there appreciate them more than they put across, I really hope so. They make that place run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well, I pretty much met the majority of people I have heard about (but surely enough missed a lot of other people but that's ok). &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/S6bBEWN7-AI/AAAAAAAAAPE/4AdyLNenuxU/s1600-h/76276759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/S6bBEWN7-AI/AAAAAAAAAPE/4AdyLNenuxU/s320/76276759.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451256679406237698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I met people at the theatre, met a few of Mike's friends, and yes even though I didn't mention them. I met the family. Mom, Dad, and his brother Ben/Benji/Fat Kid (depending on who you ask). And I also met the infamous Gusgus. Mike's Cat/Horse/Dog/Flying Squirrel/whatever other animal he is. One of the most adorable cats on the face of this earth no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I'm sure you all know I loved my time spent there. And the only sad part was having to leave. I left on Saturday and it was really stressful getting home- honestly I don't even want to get into it. I miss our nights and our mornings, the wonderful details (aside from a lot of Pink Panther and Married with Children) I will keep for myself ♥. Now I just wait until we see each other again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the luckiest girl in the world.&lt;br /&gt;I love you babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to anyone else,&lt;br /&gt;uff'da!&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;napalm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-7862545075571879131?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/7862545075571879131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=7862545075571879131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/7862545075571879131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/7862545075571879131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-cant-take-my-heart-its-in-city.html' title='You can&apos;t take my heart, it&apos;s in the city behind...'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/S6a_ExkcKGI/AAAAAAAAAO0/pEFXVWwlx3s/s72-c/mikesepia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-3154994301734597106</id><published>2010-03-13T00:13:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T00:46:11.808-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minnesota'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alkaline Trio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Social Treason'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google Chrome'/><title type='text'>waiting, thoughts pending</title><content type='html'>Hello my lovelies. I guess almost a month later would be a good time to update you all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if my timestamps are correct here, but I'm starting this post at 12:36 a.m. You know what the means to me? That means, in roughly 40 hours I will be with my &lt;a href="http://www.socialtreason.blogspot.com"&gt;Mike&lt;/a&gt; after three months. Three long-ass months. Where is he? Minnesota. Where am I? Massachusetts. 1,386.31 miles too far apart. I mapquested it. He's doing who-knows-what with a router at work right now so here I am. I probably won't exist for the next week or so (for it is Spring Break and I am his as long as I'm there) -when I come back I will tell you all about my adventures, maybe even misadventures. Camera will be in tow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else has gone on? Life has been pretty routine. Classes. Work. Homework. 2 hours sleep. Repeat. Two new things in my possession (one mentioned, the other not): 1. Google Chrome and 2. the new Alkaline Trio CD "This Addiction". Google Chrome is still pretty new to me. I used it religiously for a week to explore it but I'm writing this on Firefox so our browser-relationship may have ended prematurely. It's simple, runs smoothly, but I'm stuck in a habit. Now, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;This Addiction&lt;/span&gt;  is another story. I'm absolutely nose over tail for it (shameless Alkaline Trio pun). I bought the Deluxe Version or whatever they call it; how could I refuse? and now have bonus tracks and a DVD containing a full-length performance. It's brilliant. All of it. You should buy it. &lt;- I don't do the typical music reviews because every one has heard it before. Personal review- I'm particularly fond of one of the bonus tracks called "Those Lungs" simply because of this line "When I get home Ill keep you up for hours" is pretty relative to my life right now. I'm positive you can find the entire album on YouTube if you don't want to buy it right away. It's cheap and amazing so I wouldn't see why not but here's the track I just mentioned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9mQouywOXMw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9mQouywOXMw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing again, which is absolutely amazing. I feared my hands were losing their creativity. They also busted out a nice little drawing the other night. I'm surprised. My writing however is a little one-track in the subject matter...trying to shake that. I'm actually now off to listen to that album because I need something to sing along to. Turn it up fuckin' loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belt it out.&lt;br /&gt;love. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;napalm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-3154994301734597106?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/3154994301734597106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=3154994301734597106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3154994301734597106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3154994301734597106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2010/03/waiting-thoughts-pending.html' title='waiting, thoughts pending'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-1911036695688033626</id><published>2010-02-18T23:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T17:33:56.766-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alkaline Trio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University of New Hampshire'/><title type='text'>The Comeback Kid....Post?</title><content type='html'>Well I have been most negligent to you my lovely little blog, I apologize. I am going to attempt to update you while sitting on a train back to Boston!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I wrote to you all I was just returning to campus; my plate was full and I was eager to please. Boy have things changed, my little darlings. I went from a 20 credit semester to a 12 credit semester, and I couldn't be happier. German was scratched off before I set foot on campus because my heart was no longer in it. My independent study in Russian film was also laid to waste (actually officially dropped yesterday) because I found myself four weeks behind in my work. Needless to say, that shit is done with and I couldn't be happier. Now I can focus on keeping my GPA and kicking ass in the classes I am enrolled in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other news, I am dancing in my chair knowing that it is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SIX DAYS&lt;/span&gt; away from Alkaline Trio's new CD "This Addiction". The video for the single was released not too long ago and I cannot get enough. There is something about &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GNS4CR7vP4c&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GNS4CR7vP4c&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alkaline Trio that always works for me, especially in dealing with emotions. They hit every point on the scale. They also know how to have fun with making people go "wtf?" and typically that's how I think they come up with a video, ha! Another exciting fact about the album is they will also be releasing a CD/DVD version &lt;- I am ON that. I will not be able to get the album on the 23rd because my ass will be in class until at least 9 p.m. so expect purchase on the 24th and review some time thereafter.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back to Academics, I would like to point out some of the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;bullshit&lt;/span&gt; that English majors are full of. Before anyone gets all defensive, I &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt; an English major so slooowww down...All I've been seeing lately is regurgitation. Professor says it, student spits it right back. I guess this is why I'm not and English LIT major; I prefer the writing classes where this is nearly impossible. Overall I'm kind of tired of the University life but I guess it's the "what the fuck would I be doing if I WASN'T in school?" thought that scares the shit out of me. I'm already scared shitless of the after-college experience. Enough of that shit for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am sick and am now in Boston (it is now a day after since I started this post). I went into a 12 hour coma last night WITHOUT any type of cold medication, so that tells you how my body is feeling. Other than that, I'm just doing the do, waiting for Spring Break!, and pushing along. &lt;a href="http://www.napalmdreams.blogspot.com"&gt;napalm dreams &amp; little things&lt;/a&gt; is in desperate need of an update so I'm hoping to get to that soon. Until later my darlings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;-Napalm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm Nose Over Tail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-1911036695688033626?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/1911036695688033626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=1911036695688033626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/1911036695688033626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/1911036695688033626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2010/02/comeback-kidpost.html' title='The Comeback Kid....Post?'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-2023245263283674885</id><published>2010-01-25T20:56:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T18:42:09.936-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minnesota'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Russian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Social Treason'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinema'/><title type='text'>in a whirlwind</title><content type='html'>There is no way I am going to recall the last three-four weeks for you day by day but maybe you can get a feel for what's going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started classes yesterday and am still getting the feel for this semester. So far classes seem like they are going to SWAMP me, but some of it will be enjoyable. I think I just need a better outlook on this semester...I haven't started my work hours yet, which is absolutely murderous. I get paid pretty much shit and I need money. I'm worried I won't have enough for March, and March is very important to me. I'm on the lookout for a second job so help a girl out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why is March very important to me? Spring Break. And no, I'm not going to be a slut in Cancun or be lazy in Florida, I'm going to be freezing my ass off in Minnesota. Why? Because that's where my man is! and that's where I want to be. I guess that's also something new I haven't talked about, but it's time you get used to it because he's going to be around for a very long time...in fact, he's probably going to outlast this blog, because I don't think I'll be blogging forever. I know what you're thinking, long distance relationship, I know. It's not easy, believe me. I hate waking up and going to sleep; I never feel so alone. It's taken me a long time to come to terms with my feelings and a lot of the time I never let him knew how I have felt for a LONG ass time because I feared the distance, I feared something that was good for me, and feared actually feeling loved and loving someone...I just hope all the time I left out my emotions doesn't lessen anything I tell him now because all of a sudden it seems I am infatuated with him...and I am. There should not be one person on this planet who doubts an ounce of the love I have for this man. I love you. You are my future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, sorry about that *shakes off the emotional face*, but I wanted to give you a little insight to my moods and emotions during these past few weeks. Even though I will say, I had a wonderful time in Berlin and will review the city and people another time, all that was stated in the previous paragraph largely affected my trip as well, being I just had to say "See ya later" a few days before (I never say goodbye for fear it will be the last time...). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get over my sappy ass, I'm human too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm immersing myself in culture this semester and specifically getting a LARGE jumpstart on my Cinema Studies Minor by taking a 700 level (typically the most advanced in undergrad here at UNH) World Cinema course, and doing a 700 level Independent Study in Russian Film (which is also credited to my Russian Minor). I'm a busy woman, no doubt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I'm looking forward to/excited about and you will probably hear about: Spring Break, NEW Alkaline Trio CD February 23rd, UNH v Merrimack on Saturday, MAN UTD being top of the Premier League, and trying to be Healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time my darlings, &lt;br /&gt;Be grateful for what you have and try not to fuck it up.&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Napalm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-2023245263283674885?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/2023245263283674885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=2023245263283674885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/2023245263283674885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/2023245263283674885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-whirlwind.html' title='in a whirlwind'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-9175378437176642077</id><published>2010-01-06T20:28:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T21:50:47.660-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soapbox Preachers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Punk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Social Treason'/><title type='text'>They Call It Progress....</title><content type='html'>Who are They and what is It?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't matter, as long as you know the name Soapbox Preachers. If you're a reader of my blog I am sure I have mentioned this band and I know I have mentioned Mike, the mastermind behind it all as well as &lt;a href="http://www.socialtreason.blogspot.com"&gt;socialtreason.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After five years and slowly coming down to a one-man music-making machine, SBP's second album &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;They Call It Progress&lt;/span&gt; is now &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/S0VELtjCDrI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Pghj-3XgRKg/s1600-h/miiik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/S0VELtjCDrI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Pghj-3XgRKg/s320/miiik.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423816294233411250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;available to please your ear-drums. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've heard the first album, do not judge. I personally feel the lack of proper recording equipment affected the quality of the first CD but that says nothing about the music or the lyrics. Armed with better equipment and what I would argue to be progressing talent, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;They Call It Progress&lt;/span&gt; shows a lot of potential and a lot of energy. Bad Religion would be proud of this man's work! Not only has the recording improved but I witness much stronger music and lyrics writing this time around. Although he has not abandoned his trademark social-commentary, his lyrics have broadened to a wider array of all that life has thrown at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years and Mike has certainly grown as an artist and can only go upwards from here. The first single of the album is titled "Process of Decay" but don't judge on that single alone! You can listen to the entire album on his site (which I will include at the bottom of this post) and hear a range of different moods from track to track. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although my word should be law about this, I'm telling you to judge for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Music and methods of contact:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Website: &lt;a href="http://www.soapboxpreachers.jimdo.com/"&gt;soapboxpreachers.jimdo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MySpace: &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/soapboxpreachersband"&gt;myspace.com/soapboxpreachersband&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also search for Soapbox Preachers on &lt;a href="http://www.reverbnation.com/"&gt;REVERBNATION&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds from the streets,&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;-Napalm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A LITTLE MESSAGE FROM NAPALM:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be in Berlin for the next two weeks, surprise! So excuse my absence and I will share all on my return, in the meantime go listen to some Soapbox to occupy yourselves!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-9175378437176642077?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/9175378437176642077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=9175378437176642077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/9175378437176642077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/9175378437176642077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2010/01/they-call-it-progress.html' title='They Call It Progress....'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/S0VELtjCDrI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Pghj-3XgRKg/s72-c/miiik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-3963477124281152255</id><published>2010-01-02T16:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T17:15:04.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>twenty-ten? when did that happen?</title><content type='html'>It's the future! That's scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was sick on New Years Eve...sad day, I know. I was more than willing to go out and whatnot but Mike (&lt;a href="http://www.socialtreason.blogspot.com"&gt;socialtreason.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;) convinced me to lay my ass on the couch and watch a Three Stooges marathon with him all night. Honestly, that was absolutely fine with me. A little wine and a little card playing. Two more days until he heads back to the frozen tundra of Minnesota and I'm thinking of holding him hostage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now we're sitting on my bed while he fights to update his band's MySpace page to let everyone know about his new album! &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/soapboxpreachersband"&gt;myspace.com/soapboxpreachersband&lt;/a&gt; When he isn't sitting next to me I'll give my review since I've had the first copy sitting next to me for over a week now. Aren't I special? If you've read my old posts I've already said a few words about him but check out his page once he updates for music, and the new website he's working on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know, where I've been staying lacks internet and I've been really bad in updating for all of you. When I return (some time around Monday-Tuesday) I'll let you know about our two weeks together, the 'new' Mighty Mighty Bosstones CD, the 'new' Rammstein CD, and my next trip outta hea'! I will have a lot to say, you have no idea. Hope you all had a wonderful holiday, go hug your loved ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad in Plaid,&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;-Napalm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-3963477124281152255?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/3963477124281152255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=3963477124281152255' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3963477124281152255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3963477124281152255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2010/01/twenty-ten-when-did-that-happen.html' title='twenty-ten? when did that happen?'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-2168855287762457082</id><published>2009-12-27T17:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T17:53:31.632-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minnesota'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NOFX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Social Treason'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>Back in the 617: Land of 10,000 Lakes meets the Bay State</title><content type='html'>Where the hell have I been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you. Since I last posted (21 days ago) I have finished classes, finals, brought my stuff home, and gained a husband...well, we're not actually married but don't tell us that. Wait, what? Yeah I'm confused too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you should know about &lt;a href="http://www.socialtreason.blogspot.com/"&gt;socialtreason.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;, the man behind that, is the man sitting next to me right now, the man I picked up from Logan Airport on the 22nd, and he belongs to me...that he already knows. AND THIS is his FIRST time in my lovely Boston, even though he's not seeing much of it. We'll work on that...we actually have a planned outing with my family to the Museum of Science this week. He's already in good with my family. DAMN, can't get rid of him now...joking, I'm joking. I don't plan on it. I've waited long enough, I won't let him get away from me *maniacal laughter* .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know this post is a little different than my usual talk but that's just the mood I've been in for the past, almost, week. Hopefully you will here from me some more...not until after the 4th most likely, sorry darlings. When I do finally come back to internet life, I'll tell you a little more about my two week Minnesotan invasion, what goes on, and this little flight to Europe I have planned for the 7th...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, I hope all your holidays were/are stuffing and you're all having a wonderful winter (or lack-there-of if you're in the Northeast)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;'You took the part that once was my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Why not take all of me?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Napalm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-2168855287762457082?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/2168855287762457082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=2168855287762457082' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/2168855287762457082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/2168855287762457082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/12/back-in-617-land-of-10000-lakes-meets.html' title='Back in the 617: Land of 10,000 Lakes meets the Bay State'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-78735670440907168</id><published>2009-12-01T20:36:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:19:38.660-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UNH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mudvayne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eli Roth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Gravity's a bitch.</title><content type='html'>Hello my stuffed birds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So time at home, which started Wednesday night, has to end...actually coming to an end two days ago on Sunday. Wednesday night was dinner at a restaurant and Thanksgiving food fed me until I physically left the state and traveled far from it. I'm going to avoid the negative aspects of my mini-vacation, and there were a few. There is a good chance I watched a minimum of 20 movies those 4-5 days and I can say it was close to amazing. The majority of them some way involving Eli Roth (go watch the Thanksgiving trailer) in one way or another. I want that man to kill me...in a movie of course. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SxXIp14_9PI/AAAAAAAAAOE/nf_oZkQkbvA/s1600/Eli_Roth_portrait__0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SxXIp14_9PI/AAAAAAAAAOE/nf_oZkQkbvA/s320/Eli_Roth_portrait__0048.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410451148521862386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I won't start talking about Mr. Roth, I don't want to get carried away. That level of procrastination hasn't been reached in a long time. But now I am back on campus, working my ass into nonexistence. I have a 4 essay exam-like thing that's kicking my behind. I did well on the last one for this class (Russian Society &amp; Culture) but my brain shut off the day I left for Thanksgiving break...which isn't good considering my last class isn't until the 10th and my only final is on the 18th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready for break, you have no idea. So as you know, I listen to a ridiculous amount of music daily from all different genres and all different parts of the world. As of late I've reverted back to some old favourites...and when I say old favourites I mean things that were listened to constantly around age 12 (a little over 7 years ago, damn I'm so young...) which includes Mudvayne. Look up the lyrics to "Mercy, Severity". Just sayin'... You can usually guess the mood I'm in by the music I need. Yes, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt;. My music is chosen by my needs, or my needs chose the music. You get it. I don't consciously go "this will be good..." it just works and you do know what I mean so I don't need to explain that shit to you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some strange dreams my mind conjured up that I need to post to &lt;a href="http://www.napalmdreams.blogspot.com"&gt;napalm dreams &amp; little things&lt;/a&gt;. Hopefully I'll be getting to that soon. Until I work my way over there I need to write a little more about Stalinist Russia, so give me a break. Tell me all your secrets. Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;'Mother of creation wait'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;-Napalm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-78735670440907168?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/78735670440907168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=78735670440907168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/78735670440907168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/78735670440907168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/12/gravitys-bitch.html' title='Gravity&apos;s a bitch.'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SxXIp14_9PI/AAAAAAAAAOE/nf_oZkQkbvA/s72-c/Eli_Roth_portrait__0048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-2263958176372257803</id><published>2009-11-22T14:15:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T14:53:56.263-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UNH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James Bond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casino Royale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alkaline Trio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epitaph Records'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart Skull Records'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stat&apos;s Place'/><title type='text'>Call me later...I'm melting into the carpet</title><content type='html'>So another weekend goes by on campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means I survived another week of classes. Friday night I watched one of my RAs play in a little jazz group he and a few friends threw together and then stayed up until 3:30 in the morn to watch Casino Royale eating FroYo from &lt;a href="http://www.udine4less.com/statsplace/"&gt;Stat's&lt;/a&gt;. Delicious. Yesterday I attempted to do some early and cheap Christmas shopping. Disgusting, I know. So I took the bus on over to Newington. I don't know why I thought going anywhere near a shopping center on a Saturday afternoon would be a good idea. Everyone is shopping and everyone is walking ridiculously slow, looking at things they're not going to buy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently I'm in the library, once again. You can find me hear every weekday without fail for at least an hour. For some reason I'm more focused when I'm surrounded by others who are extremely focused. Make sense? I try working in my lounge, but if I'm alone I don't get as much done...and in my room, it's usually hopeless. Plus this helps me hide from the stress of everyone else. It's my job to listen to people complain and when I'm not working, and EVERYONE has something to complain about...well, I'm not as understanding lately. It seems the only thing I complain about is people complaining. Ironic? Tell me a story, tell me what's going on. Don't complain about it. I'll want to smack you upside you're whiny little head. Which also brings me to something I find humorous. I seem to be more irritable when I'm in a good mood...as in, I don't want anything to ruin it. So if I'm in a good mood, find a different therapist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;IT'S ALMOST THANKSGIVING!&lt;/span&gt; Sweet baby jeezums. Thank fucking gob. This means it's almost the end of classes (Dec 11 technically but I'm done on Dec 10) and you will see me running around like a maniac because I will finally get my FREEDOM from life. For at least a month...then it'll start allover but I'm not thinking about that. I'll also be registering on the 8th so I'll let you know how that goes and what my hectic schedule (my schedules are always hectic, there's no winning there) looks like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...what else? Oh! Alkaline Trio news. They're planning to release their 7th studio album on Heart &amp; Skull Records/Epitaph Records! This is exciting. Not only the record label move (an amazing choice I may add)...ALKALINE TRIO IS COMING OUT WITH A NEW ALBUM. Very happy narrator here. Will promptly purchase and review whenever possible (no clue of the release date yet). Read about it @ the &lt;a href="http://www.epitaphblog.com/?p=3104"&gt;Epitaph Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well until next time I'll leave you with a little Trio for your listening pleasure. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll catch fire...&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Napalm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt Skiba owns you all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jcfHBEX6VrY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jcfHBEX6VrY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-2263958176372257803?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/2263958176372257803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=2263958176372257803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/2263958176372257803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/2263958176372257803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/11/call-me-laterim-melting-into-carpet.html' title='Call me later...I&apos;m melting into the carpet'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-7391940538718938276</id><published>2009-11-16T11:51:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T12:29:23.507-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Murkland Hall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UNH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samovar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Russian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Russian Tea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caffeine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chai'/><title type='text'>Monday Morning Caffeine: My Hands Can't Stop</title><content type='html'>Good afternoon darlings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SwGFZ25tP3I/AAAAAAAAAN8/8zhf0cCa03Q/s1600/samovar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SwGFZ25tP3I/AAAAAAAAAN8/8zhf0cCa03Q/s320/samovar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404747707102084978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm writing to you from the comfort of a little corner in the Dimond Library (UNH - Durham) with my feet up, headphones on, Madness singing my mood up. My mood, however, has been light as feathers today which is a great feeling and I'm ready to take down anyone who causes me to feel differently. My morning started an hour earlier today so I could grab a quick bite to eat and head to the Russian Department in Murkland Hall. I planned to have an extra hour of study time before my Russian exam...during this time I found I downed three cups of Russian tea (caffeine levels through the roof...my hands are all jittery). I just love the samovar, love love LOVE. They must be sold somewhere, hmmm... The photo I have hear isn't exactly like the one we have but you get the idea, as many people have never even heard the word samovar before. Oh...and my Russian exam was pushed to tomorrow! One more day of studying and jittery hands.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? It's been a while since I've written anything here but honestly not much has changed. I'm still a college student reading and writing (required in at least three different languages) nonstop and just enjoying life when I can. Classes are almost over, they end on December 11th and that is A-OK with me. I'll probably live in the library until then...watching squirrels scrounge under trees and people run across campus (like now). I enjoy this library lots and I'll miss it when I graduate. Good thing that day is a little over five semesters away....I need to get on study abroad stuff. Maybe tomorrow. Or next week. Or next semester, ha ha! I'm really put things off until the last minute- I just need to focus on getting to class every day for the rest of this semester. It's a goal and it will be accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all I have for you today, hopefully I'll be back tomorrow with another post and if not- hopefully not too far off. I'm going to brew another cup of tea before Lit. Analysis...I see an addiction forming. Until then, I'm going to leave you with a little Madness to brighten your day as they have mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinks up!&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;-Napalm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HPhQZWQmTPc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HPhQZWQmTPc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suggs owns you all &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-7391940538718938276?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/7391940538718938276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=7391940538718938276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/7391940538718938276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/7391940538718938276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/11/monday-morning-caffeine-my-hands-cant.html' title='Monday Morning Caffeine: My Hands Can&apos;t Stop'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SwGFZ25tP3I/AAAAAAAAAN8/8zhf0cCa03Q/s72-c/samovar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-5395643307055669338</id><published>2009-11-05T12:06:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T14:37:40.548-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Assault'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UNH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University of New Hampshire'/><title type='text'>another day goes by...and then it's November? and I'm Fucking Pissed</title><content type='html'>Warning up front: Vulgar language....then again, look who's writing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're almost a week into November. When did that happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Halloween weekend was Halloween weekend. I don't think I really need to explain that one to you. I danced my ass of well past midnight and when I went to sleep...who knows what time it was; daylight savings time confused the hell out of my ass that morning. Two things went down last weekend: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A kid in our dorm got a door slammed onto his hand and his fingers are stitched together right now. I woke up to screaming and yelling at 4 in the morning and low &amp; behold, the ambulance is pulling away with this kid in the back. I feel really bad for him and for the douche who slammed the door on him- they're probably feeling pretty fucking guilty right about now....and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WHILE WE WERE ALL DANCING OUR ASSES OFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. There was a "severe beating" (according to the police officer who was at my door the next morning) in front of Sawyer Hall (where I live) around 11:30 on Halloween night. I wasn't there for it, I was dancing my ass off...but come to find out a few hours later, it was a friend of a friend type deal that was the victim. Now even if I didn't know this kid, and know all the people who tell me how awesome he is, what kind of fucking heartless assholes would gang-up, 3 to 1 (possibly 5 to 1), to just beat the shit out of some kid enjoying his Halloween night like a good college student? How the fuck would you like to have your jaw wired shut after someone decided to kick you in the face? Yeah you wouldn't be having a grand old time when your dinner is coming through a straw! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are fucking idiots some time and I just can't understand it. Here's a link to a short &lt;a href="http://www3.whdh.com/news/articles/local/BO128749/"&gt;7 News Article&lt;/a&gt; about it. I can tell you though, I know there is at least 3,000 UNH students (known via facebook groups) that are FUCKING PISSED about this and hopefully if someone has ANYTHING, ANY INFORMATION they would contact the police. Hell! Send me an anonymous comment here and I'll pass it on...no one needing to know who it was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have to say for now, just try and be a little more humane and less human, understand me? "Do not do unto others as you would expect they should do unto you" ...or simply, don't kick someone in the face if you don't want my fucking boot in yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love to Adam and friends, &lt;br /&gt;Plea for Peace,&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;-Napalm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook support group: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#/group.php?gid=165361619340&amp;ref=ts"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#/group.php?gid=165361619340&amp;ref=ts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-5395643307055669338?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/5395643307055669338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=5395643307055669338' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/5395643307055669338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/5395643307055669338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/11/another-day-goes-byand-then-its.html' title='another day goes by...and then it&apos;s November? and I&apos;m Fucking Pissed'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-5996862566904334082</id><published>2009-10-27T14:53:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T21:35:45.083-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No Regrets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edsel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>vague passion</title><content type='html'>It's only Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're having a bad day fucking tell me about it, if there's some douchebag at work not pulling his weight I want to know, if you can't pay your bills because the economy sucks fucking scream about it...just don't be a fucking vague bastard. Maybe that's just me but I'm tired of people taking the easy way out. If you're going to fucking rant, do it right! and if you're not comfortable spilling your life, why bother even telling us the vague details? If I ask you how you are, I'm not some asshole that will walk away before the answer. I want to know the good with the shit. So spill it. And if you don't want to honestly know exactly how I am doing because my answer is too long &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;don't fucking ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, yes it is only Tuesday and it feels like it should be Friday, or at least these two days have been longer than life. I'm in the middle of figuring out next semester and I'm trying to work in some writing classes into my schedule so I can have an outlet. I miss having a writing class...correction: a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;creative&lt;/span&gt; writing class [I'm currently in Literary Analysis and that is NOT an outlet].  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? I finally bought the Dope album "No Regrets". It came out back in March and I've been eying it and honestly, forgetting about it for a few months. I'm obsessed with one song called "Dirty World" because it's just that, dirty, and I fucking love it. I love Edsel's sexual style and the lyrics...some Dope songs just &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sound&lt;/span&gt; like sex. You'd have to listen to know. I'll leave the "Dirty World" song at the end of this post. As an album as a whole, there isn't a song I skip when listening to it, so that's some good shit right there. Get on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, what a mouth I have in this post. My vocabulary must be feeling a little vulgar tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have for you tonight. I'm too busy putting off my life to really get into a post. I did, however, put up a new entry on &lt;a href="http://napalmdreams.blogspot.com"&gt;napalm dreams &amp; little things&lt;/a&gt; earlier and have another dream to post but I might get to that tonight. I also got a book in the mail that should be absolutely, brilliantly mind-numbing and leg-paralyzing. I'll talk a little more about it in my next post, granted I get into enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, go listen to some Dope and break something.&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;-Napalm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/98e5tUvVjKw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/98e5tUvVjKw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-5996862566904334082?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/5996862566904334082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=5996862566904334082' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/5996862566904334082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/5996862566904334082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/10/vague-passion.html' title='vague passion'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-9176872706876397355</id><published>2009-10-20T18:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T20:23:29.880-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='napalm dreams and little things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>napalm dreams &amp; little things (pt. 2): the birth of a blog</title><content type='html'>Evening lovelies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a Tuesday night, I'm sitting in my dorm room eating Salt &amp; Vinegar Pringles, putting off a take-home exam and singing Sweet Child O' Mine which has been stuck in my head all day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;'She's got a smile that it seems to me&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of childhood memories&lt;br /&gt;Where everything&lt;br /&gt;Was as fresh as the bright blue sky'&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;/span&gt; It never ends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NEW BLOG&lt;/span&gt; is finally here! A dream I've been having finally sparked it and &lt;a href="http://www.napalmdreams.blogspot.com"&gt;napalm dreams &amp; little things&lt;/a&gt; was born! about 10 minutes ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've said before, I hope for this to be a dream log and won't be constantly updated since it relies on my sleep patterns. Those need a little help themselves. However, whenever I wake up and can remember a dream I will make sure to post those for your analytical pleasure or simple curiosity. I'm excited to get the ball rolling and the first post will be up shortly (as soon as I get my next-ten-minutes life together).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I procrastinate. Off to the new blog, see you there. Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do we go now?&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;-Napalm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-9176872706876397355?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/9176872706876397355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=9176872706876397355' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/9176872706876397355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/9176872706876397355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/10/napalm-dreams-little-things-pt-2-birth.html' title='napalm dreams &amp; little things (pt. 2): the birth of a blog'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-1760879777924033151</id><published>2009-10-15T18:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T19:51:07.601-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Russian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tang Dynasty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon D60'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nikon D3000'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='converse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Beyond The Border; Turkestan</title><content type='html'>Ladies and gentleman, boys and girls, humans and...all you other creatures, today you are amazing and you should look into the mirror and tell yourselves that. Right now, go find a mirror. Anyhow... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love coming up with titles for these posts, because they make no sense as they stand on their own, however- these two are the titles of the Tang poems I'm using in the paper I'm currently writing [insert breath here after run-on sentence]. It's not such an issue but I am exhausted and I have two write 3 more pages...and when you feel like shit, three pages can feel like ten. It's interesting research and once I get into I know I'll go with the flow, hopefully. Maybe not, who knows. It is more interesting to me because I get to talk a little bit about Russian history, and well, I have a soft spot for the hunkin'-landmass called Россия (in fact, it's almost like a love affair, it's just that good). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave in and bought new shoes today, after wearing the same ones for about the past seven years...to see the difference, take a look at these two photos: &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/lnrf3"&gt;http://twitpic.com/lnrf3&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/lnre3"&gt;http://twitpic.com/lnre3&lt;/a&gt;. With this being one of the coldest Octobers on record, I guess it was time to go without holes and have whole shoes again...even if they are made of canvas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other future purchases I would like to discuss with you, is the Nikon D3000. Originally I had my hopes set on a Nikon D60 but they are circulating those out now and since I want a new camera from somewhere I can get a protection plan, I'm not buying used even if everyone would advise me to. I barely have the money to buy the damn thing, let alone fix something if it breaks. So all-in-all I just wanted to know what your opinion is (unless you already gave it to me nine million times *cough cough*) and whatever else you wish to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now enough of this procrastination, maybe I'll actually go and get some work done instead of messing around with everything else that isn't my paper. Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit back, relax, and enjoy your flight.&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;-Napalm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-1760879777924033151?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/1760879777924033151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=1760879777924033151' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/1760879777924033151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/1760879777924033151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/10/beyond-border-turkestan.html' title='Beyond The Border; Turkestan'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-4739333432200754241</id><published>2009-10-10T13:16:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T13:17:30.240-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UNH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CJ Bus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='converse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University of New Hampshire'/><title type='text'>pillow talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[Ignore the post date. Actually posted on 12.October.2009]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a past few days it has been for my body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that one of my roommates is prone to getting sick and I believe it's been twice now (having only lived with her for a month and a half) that I've caught whatever she has. So Friday I took a bus back to Boston and have been practically living in bed since then. Twenty-two pills later, I returned to campus via the same bus line last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it is Tuesday and it's the greyest of grey days. Raining all day and all night...I just may have to give in and buy new shoes. My converse are torn to shreds and I have been wearing them for years. Normally, I would say fuck it (as I have for the past two years with giant holes in my shoes) but now it's affecting my health so I guess it's time to beat up a new pair. I'm just cheap, broke mostly, and find it ridiculous how much I have to pay for a pair of shoes that my mom paid TEN BUCKS at the most for when she was a kid (three decades ago). So either I'll find myself buying new cons at the mall on Thursday or I'm ordering some Draven shoes on &lt;a href="http://www.interpunk.com"&gt;Interpunk.com&lt;/a&gt;. We shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? I think it may officially be time to start the "Dream Blog". I might work on the layout tonight and a possible intro and if that's the case I will come back and edit in a link into this post somewhere/mention it in my next post. With the amount of medication I've been on in the past week, I've been having some crazy dreams that would be interesting to put down on paper/via blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I have a conference with a professor at 1:45 so I'm heading to &lt;a href="http://unh.edu/dining/locations/zekes.html"&gt;Zeke's&lt;/a&gt; for a Chai tea/Hot chocolate and to see if I can track down my friend who works in the library. Until next time darlings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give'em the boot,&lt;br /&gt;-Napalm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-4739333432200754241?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/4739333432200754241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=4739333432200754241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/4739333432200754241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/4739333432200754241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/10/pillow-talk.html' title='pillow talk'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-1699972668261398270</id><published>2009-10-07T16:30:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T20:46:18.523-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MySpace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UNH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mikhail Bulgakov'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Russian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AEGIS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart of a Dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University of New Hampshire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>napalm dreams &amp; little things</title><content type='html'>Hello my beauties...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's been about another week since I posted last. I don't want this to become a weekly blog deal but it's slowly becoming that way. I try to post when I don't feel swamped by life, and life is drowning me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit in the library, Facebook chatting with my friend who is currently studying in Germany, I have this overwhelming urge to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; edit the paper that is due tomorrow. It's an analysis on Mikhail Bulgakov's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Heart of a Dog&lt;/span&gt;...and is for my Intro to Russian Contemporary Society &amp; Culture class. Don't get me wrong, I am fascinated with what I learn in that class but the workload is daunting. I will eventually get to that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I need more music in my life. How is this possible? I don't know. I feel stagnant in my music...but then I'll go put on another Rancid album and I'm happy as pie...If pie was ever happy. So I've been doing something I hate, searching MySpace. I used to get a lot of music from MySpace (about 5 years ago) when that was the only thing I used the internet for, other than tagbooks (if you were a member of the original bolt, send me a line!). So if you have anything to share with me, new or old, yours or not, let me know. I WANT SOME MUSIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I don't know if I proposed this idea before but I have been wondering for the longest time about a "dream" blog where I keep track of the dreams I have. It obviously wouldn't be a daily update because I probably wouldn't remember ever dream I've had. It also wouldn't take away from this blog because I wouldn't be ranting on my dreams, just telling them as they are. So let me know what you think and maybe I'll give it a go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is all for this evening. I have a meeting in 7 minutes and counting for AEGIS [which I will explain another time I assure you]. So until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind The Gap.&lt;br /&gt;-napalm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-1699972668261398270?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/1699972668261398270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=1699972668261398270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/1699972668261398270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/1699972668261398270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/10/napalm-dreams-little-things.html' title='napalm dreams &amp; little things'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-7021944399544236258</id><published>2009-09-28T17:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T19:43:51.300-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Social Treason'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Where can I fit myself into my schedule?</title><content type='html'>Yes I went to see U2 last week. Yes I had a good time. I do not plan to blog about it. Sorry if that disappoints you. The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, not the actual end yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My schedule leaves me very little time to live, and sometimes I love it while other times I despise it. I am a full time student who works four days a week and is part of a major organization here on campus- not to mention two of my class require me to read 5+ books this semester (one class is a book a week). I enjoy this most days, while some days I just deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job is finally taking off. I'm an Academic Mentor at the Center For Academic resources (CFAR) here at UNH. See the site for my &lt;a href="http://www.cfar.unh.edu/acadmentor.html"&gt;job description.&lt;/a&gt; Some days are good, some days are bad- like most jobs but most people wouldn't be able to my job. Try being the person to help someone put their academic life back together...it's not always like that, but some days that's how it feels. I'm actually writing some of this from the computer cluster at my job because this post has been sitting in the drafts folder for about a week now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So currently I have this countdown to December, where the brain power behind &lt;a href="http://www.socialtreason.blogspot.com"&gt;this blog you people should read&lt;/a&gt; is going to be gracing me with his presence for two weeks and it's been a long time coming. This countdown has also made me realize how short and how long time can be depending on the way you look at it. It's now 84 days until he'll be here which means 81 days until this semester is officially over. Not long if you ask me. Time needs to take a nap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New thing this week! I've created a Twitter account for my blog. I say it's for advertisement/updates but I'd truly say I'm just addicted to it. So if you want to be reminded about new posts because I'm a bit off-schedule lately, check out: &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/AggregateBlog"&gt;twitter.com/AggregateBlog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me know about your blogs! I WILL read them, I do not lie. I have a soft spot for music/band blogs ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, "if Little Red Riding Hood should show up with a bazooka and a bad attitude, I expect you to chin the bitch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Napalm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-7021944399544236258?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/7021944399544236258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=7021944399544236258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/7021944399544236258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/7021944399544236258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/09/where-can-i-fit-myself-into-my-schedule_28.html' title='Where can I fit myself into my schedule?'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-7441048999213016694</id><published>2009-09-20T11:00:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T19:13:30.549-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Everton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paul Scholes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blackburn Rovers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liverpool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ryan Giggs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soccer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tottenham Hotspur'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manchester City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manchester United'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Besiktas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chelsea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Ham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Owen'/><title type='text'>Ole Ole Ole Ole: No Bull</title><content type='html'>If there is one thing I really miss while I'm on campus, it's FOOTBALL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Manchester United fan through and through, but without any way of watching the matches while at school...coming home this weekend,I'm not picky with what teams I'm watching. Especially if they're in the Premier League. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm currently watching the Chelsea vs Tottenham match, which is actually live so when this game ends, you'll get your scores. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[game goes to Chelsea 3-0...people falling apart. EIGHT MINUTES of stoppage time. Crazy game. If you didn't see it, catch a repeat!]&lt;/span&gt; The Spurs are definitely putting some pressure on the boys in blue. I'm also happy to see Robbie Keane back with Tottenham [personally, I feel that's where he belongs]. Also in football today (but not televised for me to watch), Manchester United defeated Manchester City 4-3 with a late goal from MICHAEL OWEN in the 90th minute. I'm sure I stated in a previous blog how wonderful it is to have Owen wearing the number 7 jersey that graced the shoulders of many great United players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I made myself get up for a repeat of the United vs Besiktas match in the Champions League which was won by a header from Paul Scholes, my favourite ginger. The day Scholes &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SrZJhwWKmVI/AAAAAAAAANE/YIhiiCLWWZQ/s1600-h/9932_1211273675834_1048512656_30676478_4906338_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SrZJhwWKmVI/AAAAAAAAANE/YIhiiCLWWZQ/s320/9932_1211273675834_1048512656_30676478_4906338_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383571248830388562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (and Giggs as well) retires, I'm going to feel a bit empty watching United games. I didn't get into the beautiful game until I was about 12, at which time the academy boys had been playing for close to a decade already. I came into United during a time of Scholes, Keane, Giggs, Solskjaer and I don't know if it will be the same after them. Of course I will always love United, without question, but United fans who have been watching them for decades before me completely understand the feelings we have about certain squads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liverpool vs West Ham was also on yesterday. A lot of action in that game, ending 3-2 going to Liverpool. I also caught a few USL and Super Liga &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SrZOx6u7eZI/AAAAAAAAANU/cTwrmnUml6w/s1600-h/paul_robinson.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SrZOx6u7eZI/AAAAAAAAANU/cTwrmnUml6w/s320/paul_robinson.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383577024054655378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;games yesterday which aren't of much importance to me so sorry I didn't catch the final scores. I did, however, watch the Milan vs Bologna game this morning[1-0 going to Milan] and now I sit through Chelsea to get my EPL fix. Tonight I'm hoping I catch the Blackburn Rovers vs Everton &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;[3-0 goes to Everton]&lt;/span&gt; match to see England's Paul Robinson who I believe is brilliant, and of course Phil Neville (a former Red Devil and brother of United Captain Gary). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have for you at the moment. I'm as content as can be with the number of games I've watched in the past two days. I'll return to update scores as I get them and who knows, you may get another blog from me this evening. I'm still procrastinating, so I tend to write a lot. I'm still sick but heavily medicated so not feeling whatever's going on in my body. I've done a little amount of academic work. AND if you happen to stumble across this, or just read this from time to time and don't comment, that's fine with me. BUT if you blog, please leave me a link so I can check out your posts. I love blogging and bloggers and will give any blog at least one chance. So leave it...and I think that's all I have for now. Until later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me home United road!&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Napalm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-7441048999213016694?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/7441048999213016694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=7441048999213016694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/7441048999213016694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/7441048999213016694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/09/ole-ole-ole-ole-no-bull.html' title='Ole Ole Ole Ole: No Bull'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SrZJhwWKmVI/AAAAAAAAANE/YIhiiCLWWZQ/s72-c/9932_1211273675834_1048512656_30676478_4906338_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-8523903321728717078</id><published>2009-09-19T14:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T10:49:52.407-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rancid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anti-Flag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nathen Maxwell'/><title type='text'>Tell Gravity to Let Go of My Ears</title><content type='html'>Gather 'round! Bring the disinfectant wipes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sick! Sick in the head? Maybe, but that's not the question of the hour. Am I illin'? Yes I am. I have the wonderful, ninja-germ: the common cold, which not-so-wonderfully keeps changing it's make-up (why we can never find a final cure for it!)...My internal and external balance is completely fucked and driving in cars makes me feel like I've been on a merry-go-round one too many times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procrastination is in full force tonight. I'm being a horrible individual and I'm missing class on Monday and most of Tuesday so I'm kind of in the "why do it?" mode. I will do my work, just not tonight. Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still on the lookout for a record player decently priced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is kind of list like but that's alright, because I really don't have anything to post tonight. Just trying to not fall asleep and it's slowly not working out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the assignments I'm putting off is finding Hip-Hop lyrics to analyze. I personally am not the biggest fan of hip-hop and I think my professor is just trying to give us an assignment "on our level"...but this is not on my level. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ok so I have to make an edit to this blog. I decided to search for lesser known hip-hop artists for my assignment. I stumbled across &lt;a href="http://www.ohhla.com"&gt;OHHLA.com&lt;/a&gt; and these lyrics from &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Code Poets&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I've never heard of them and I haven't listened to the song but here's the link to the lyrics I chose, and I dig them. &lt;a href="http://ohhla.com/anonymous/cdepoets/mark_of/know_tom.cde.txt"&gt;Here they are.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSTEAD, I'm going to leave you with these videos and lyrics and music I would rather spend time listening to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FLmuLN_YIfY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FLmuLN_YIfY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(I don't know why this video won't re-size, but watch it anyhow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yiyVSzgKaPo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yiyVSzgKaPo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GYg9TSbu-pY&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_profilepage&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GYg9TSbu-pY&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_profilepage&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vitamin C to the rescue,&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Napalm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-8523903321728717078?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/8523903321728717078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=8523903321728717078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/8523903321728717078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/8523903321728717078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/09/tell-gravity-to-let-go-of-my-ears.html' title='Tell Gravity to Let Go of My Ears'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-3257694880081953224</id><published>2009-09-17T13:57:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T14:36:09.126-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concerts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graceland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elvis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bono'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>Sprechen Sie bitte langsamer. Я не понимаю. Yo no quiero pensar.</title><content type='html'>Hello my homo sapiens,  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long couple of weeks and I'm blogging more out of necessity than responsibility. Meaning- I'm blogging to get all the chaos jumbled in my cranium out somewhere not because I have posted in almost three weeks... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off with some bad news, it's been almost a week since my uncle passed away on September 11th. He is someone who was very good to me as a child and was there through many of the bad times that seemed to find me. I don't want to dwell on it too long since it's still fresh in my mind and very depressing. All my love uncle &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SrJ8wqMRClI/AAAAAAAAAM8/urJH2yyqGnI/s1600-h/passion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SrJ8wqMRClI/AAAAAAAAAM8/urJH2yyqGnI/s320/passion.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382501680062466642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today is a Thursday which means my week is basically over. No classes on Friday, just a few work hours which are no big deal...then I'm on a bus home to Boston where I will be until Tuesday morning. My mother's birthday is in April but we're celebrating it this weekend. Why? Because my mother is in love with U2...who just so happen to be playing in Massachusetts on Sunday and Monday. Back in March or so, I got us tickets for this Monday. Mind you my mother is young, she hasn't even hit 40 yet, and has been listening to U2 for a little over 25 years now and has yet to see them. I'm glad to have bought tickets for us to go together since U2 has always been something we've shared and reminds me of home when I'm away. I also bought us seats on the good, ole reliable &lt;a href="http://www.rockbus.net"&gt;Rockbus&lt;/a&gt; to take us to and from the venue. She was freaking out when I got tickets...she's probably freaking out now that it's so close. Wait until the day comes I take her to Graceland...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I'm reading almost 2-3 books a week, while learning two languages, and taking two courses that are writing intensive (but should also be labeled reading intensive). I work 4 days a week and am part of 3 organizations on campus. I HAVE NO TIME. It is stressful but I enjoy always having something else to do...I get bad when life is stagnant. It's very depressing to me. Obviously I like to have time to relax and that's when I procrastinate on Youtube or go to the movies and live a little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I wish I had more time for was music. I live by albums and there is nothing more I want then to hide between my headphones when times get overwhelming. I haven't been keeping up with any new albums or songs or artists...that's just not how I do. I usually stumble over things and they squeeze there way into my collection. One video I would like to share with you is H2O's video for their song "What Happened?" The image I posted above is of the shirt I'm wearing...an H2O shirt (surprise!) and line from this song...and I couldn't agree with it more. Plus, Matt Skiba from Alkaline Trio sings during the bridge (correct musical term? I think so) and adds his awesomeness to this already kick-ass band. So take a look and I'll see you all back in the 617 this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never forget what it feels like to be young. &lt;br /&gt;-Napalm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=35629571"&gt;H2O What Happened feat. Lou Koller and Matt Skiba&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;object width="425px" height="360px" &gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=35629571,t=1,mt=video"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=35629571,t=1,mt=video" width="400" height="345" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-3257694880081953224?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/3257694880081953224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=3257694880081953224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3257694880081953224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3257694880081953224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/09/sprechen-sie-bitte-langsamer-yo-no.html' title='Sprechen Sie bitte langsamer. Я не понимаю. Yo no quiero pensar.'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SrJ8wqMRClI/AAAAAAAAAM8/urJH2yyqGnI/s72-c/passion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-6661302681329315376</id><published>2009-08-30T16:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T21:14:50.217-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UNH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roommates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University of New Hampshire'/><title type='text'>Sawyer Hall, Not Tom</title><content type='html'>Let's see if I can get this post out before my floor meeting at 6...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am officially back on campus...Sawyer Hall is now where I call home but Boston will forever be mine. It has been an exhausting 4 days I must say and I'm glad my biceps don't have mouths because they would be screaming. So here's a quick breakdown of how things have gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thursday:&lt;/span&gt; I left my heart back in Boston around 7:15 a.m. and arrived in Durham, NH sometime around 8 a.m. Enjoyed a quick bagel at the Bagelry before moving all my stuff into my empty built-up triple. If you don't know, a built-up triple is a room made for two people but they shove three into it. Surprisingly, it's decently sized and there is some room we don't know what to do with. Not that there needs to be anything, but we're contemplating it. Thursday afternoon I went to my meeting at Alexander Hall. I signed up for opening crew (why I moved in on the 27th and not the 30th) and we were preparing the hall with signs and such for the Freshmen moving in on the 28th. That night, I went with a few friends to Dos Amigos in Dover, NH and had a delicious steak quesadilla...and then called it a night to be sore in my room and finish putting everything away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/span&gt; Up at 6, out at 7 to move in Freshmen which turned out to take eight hours. 7 a.m. to 3 p.m. Some of the students and families were great, helping out, and genuinely thanking us for our help. Others just stood next to their piles of stuff while we lugged their kids pointless crap up three flights. Those people annoyed the hell out of me. After the 8 hours with only a cheese sandwich lunch, it was to HOCO! with the opening crew girls for a little ice cream treat. Later on I would eat a cheese steak at Wildcatessen, delicious delicious! as always. Then it was back to spend the evening/night with my Freshmen roommate Cate who moved in during the morning while I was at Alexander Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;/span&gt; was a pretty uneventful day I would say. I slept in a bit and decided to grad some breakfast and head over to Newington to pick up a few things I wanted for the room. Turns out bus service doesn't resume until Monday so I grabbed a fruit salad and a hot chocolate from the Bagelry and read High Fidelity for a while (great book!) before heading back to the dorm to hang with my freshie and the hall director.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sunday-Today:&lt;/span&gt; Today was just as crazy. Woke up early and helped my other roommate (person I lived with last year) move in and then helped a friend move into her dorm. Bought some things for the room, a new lamp to clip to my bed...I have to read a lot. We did a lot of room stuff and just got everyone acquainted with everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at this point, I just want to close my eyes and drift of to la-la land. And I did NOT get to post this before my 6 pm meeting. After my meeting and dinner it is now 9:09 pm and I am exhausted. First day of classes tomorrow and I'm hoping each class just throws my syllabus at me and tells me to get lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Later children.&lt;br /&gt;-Napalm&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-6661302681329315376?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/6661302681329315376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=6661302681329315376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/6661302681329315376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/6661302681329315376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/08/sawyer-hall-not-tom.html' title='Sawyer Hall, Not Tom'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-2323392946045324200</id><published>2009-08-27T00:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T00:22:48.498-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I apologize for the lazy posting, I'm moving back to campus tomorrow and believe me - I will have a lot to say about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-2323392946045324200?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/2323392946045324200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=2323392946045324200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/2323392946045324200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/2323392946045324200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-apologize-for-lazy-posting-im-moving.html' title=''/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-3185718360025850400</id><published>2009-08-20T20:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T20:32:14.285-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini</title><content type='html'>Yeah buddy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm on a mini-getaway which just means I am staying at a friends for a few days while I ignore my normal life. I may or may not post during this time= I got here yesterday and will be here until Sunday night. Just a warning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hasta luego,&lt;br /&gt;-Napalm&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-3185718360025850400?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/3185718360025850400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=3185718360025850400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3185718360025850400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3185718360025850400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/08/mini.html' title='Mini'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-1082971972895254487</id><published>2009-08-17T20:42:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T21:38:30.138-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DSW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UNH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spinelli&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University of New Hampshire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Massachusetts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bakery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rancid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Breakfast In A Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Sorry my lovelies!&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have been horrible these past...&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6 days!&lt;/span&gt; And should have gotten a post to you. To quickly wrap up my weekend: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; night called for Chicago Uno's -with a waiter more delicious than any dish they serve- and an ice cream on the beach from the Banana Boat (Revere Beach that is. Been there forever, go.). &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Saturday &lt;/span&gt; I went to IHOP with some friends from Maine and a few Massholes. They staff already had their hands full until all 7 of us decided to show up. Caught up with one another since it had been about a year or two since we all last saw each other then we booked our asses up Route 1 to Michael's Arts &amp; Crafts. Didn't get anything there but a friend and myself snuck into DSW next door and made away with a pair of heels each. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sunday &lt;/span&gt; I found myself in Framingham, MA at another friend's house for some poolin' and pastries. Breakfast that morning was provided by Spinelli's -a potato and cheese panzarotti and an eclair. Sunday night, got home sun drunk and looking to play computer games until I passed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what was I up to today? PACKING. Horrid way to spend a Monday if I say so myself. I'm not a fan of packing- unpacking, I can do. I will be back on the UNH campus on August 27th (10 days and counting), and someone told me I should start packing- I said I would if they helped me- they agreed, so I was stuck packing today. I usually wouldn't begin until oh, the 25th or so. Today was one of those days that you sit on the toilet longer than necessary because the bathroom is the coolest room in the house. I'm not ready for the drama of campus, not at all, here in Boston I live relatively drama free. Here, it's also easy for me to tell those who bring drama with them to fuck-off. They are easily avoided, not-so-much on my campus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all I have for you tonight. I'm in the middle of the daunting task of weeding out the bad eggs from my digital music collection. I'll have a better post for you tomorrow with more rhyme and reason. Go listen to some Rancid, make me happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until Tuesday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hold your head up high&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;-Napalm&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-1082971972895254487?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/1082971972895254487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=1082971972895254487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/1082971972895254487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/1082971972895254487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/08/breakfast-in-box.html' title='Breakfast In A Box'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-8305313047254420381</id><published>2009-08-10T16:11:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T19:51:34.587-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='East Boston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joe Letz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='combichrist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>Today, Yesterday, Letz Get Some Spucky Rolls</title><content type='html'>My ears hurt from giant headphone pads, my feet are cracking, and my fingers tingle from poster tubes, but that's another post all together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran to Staples this morning for some paper-products and on the way home stopped by my Nana's for a visit. I don't see her that often, as often as I would like, and well- she's not getting any younger. Nana Furtado, originally a Fucci before marriage, was born in 1918. Yep, she's 91 and still living on her own. Fully functional, just a little slower, and completely there. Nothing missing. I want that to be me at 91 and yes I plan to live until 91. I'll die on my own terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent a lot of time talking about East Boston when my grandfather (her son) was young, all of which was sparked by a conversation about her refrigerator that we figured out was 44 years old and still running perfectly. I wish I was a part of a time where two movies were a quarter, you could win prizes, and watch cartoons all in the same. Then again I wouldn't be writing to you know online, in a blog, with the internet, but that's ok. I wouldn't know the difference. Then we got talking about how much a quarter was worth, and a store that would give you two spucky rolls (sandwich meat included). Don't know what a spucky roll is? Google Image that shit. It's a short sub roll. Commence- my craving for a sub from Roy's, also in East Boston. I've been going there forever, it was there before I was born and the family that owns it has known me since I was in diapers. They also know my order by now: Small Pepperoni and Cheese with mustard and pickles, extra pickles in a cup on the side because I want to eat them. It still gets the raised eyebrow or head shake since the first time I ordered it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SoCyX6ANkkI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ZVyuYfnf0A0/s1600-h/joe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SoCyX6ANkkI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ZVyuYfnf0A0/s320/joe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368486879602512450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enough reminiscing. I'm going to indulge an internet addiction of mine. The COMBICHRIST tour blog written by Joe Letz. He lives behind his camera when they're out on the road and supply me with enough humorous goodies to keep me going all night. Check out the blog, unless you shame drunken humor and have a stick up your ass, otherwise- don't even bother. But for a laugh: &lt;a href="http://vampirefreaks.com/journal/combichrist"&gt;combichrist's journal&lt;/a&gt; and here's a little video from Joe's YouTube account (&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/fuxleep"&gt;fuxleep&lt;/a&gt;) that accompanies the blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L-Z-FZZNe2I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L-Z-FZZNe2I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to the new post, until next time, take that stick out your ass and shove it into your complaining gob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;This shit will fuck you up,&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;-Napalm&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-8305313047254420381?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/8305313047254420381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=8305313047254420381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/8305313047254420381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/8305313047254420381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-yesterday-spucky-rolls.html' title='Today, Yesterday, Letz Get Some Spucky Rolls'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SoCyX6ANkkI/AAAAAAAAAM0/ZVyuYfnf0A0/s72-c/joe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-4374692061729957285</id><published>2009-08-09T20:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T20:40:03.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Post tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-4374692061729957285?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/4374692061729957285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=4374692061729957285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/4374692061729957285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/4374692061729957285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/08/post-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-1687175919865340819</id><published>2009-08-06T15:01:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T18:23:39.556-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hellcat Records'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black Pearl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Give &apos;Em the Boot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rhode Island'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mansions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Restaurants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Depp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pirates of the Caribbean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wealth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tourist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newport'/><title type='text'>The Black Pearl: Johnny Depp Not Included</title><content type='html'>The Black Pearl- Newport, Rhode Island. Not Pirates of the Caribbean, but that was the end of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beginning of my day started out in Boston (home) where I set out on an hour and half long drive to Newport, Rhode Island (not home). As a belated birthday gift I was being taken to the Newport mansions. Talk about MANSIONS. These are the type of places I picture when I read books about wealthy estates in 18-19th century England and France, granted most of the homes I saw were trying to live up to the French elite. Since I wasn't allowed to take photos inside, google that shit because I don't feel like uploading what photos I do have from my cell phone. Maybe later. Mansions I saw: The Elms, The Breakers, Rosecliff, and Marble House. It's amazing the pointless shit people do with their money. I'd have no use for a home so large but if I would choose one to live in, it would be the Elms...the Breakers is so PLUSH it's pretty much tacky. The idea of sliding down the velvet covered stairs on serving trays was pretty appealing though, something the Vanderbilt children did at one time on the same stairs. There wasn't enough time for another home but 5 mansions for three adults: $93.00. Glad I wasn't paying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the wall of fog rolled in, pretty solid in usual Rhode Island fashion, we set out to the wharf in hopes of eating and finding the Black Pearl. I had never eaten there before but my company was out to kill until that restaurant was found. Apparently they liked it. I won't lie, I fucking loved it there- just not the bill. We didn't sit on the fancy side, the tavern works for me. Small, dark, noisy as fuck...but the waitresses remember everything without paper, always refill your drinks, and make sure you're as comfortable as possible. As I was told I could order anything I wanted, I did; Appetizer: Simple garlic bread in fancy circles, Entree: Filet Mignon, butterfly cut, Dessert: Cheese and Fresh Fruit (fucking nasty cheese, probably expensive). All in all, bill including tip. $194.00. Now that may not be expensive to some big city spenders, and I'm from the big city, but I'm no big spender and I was sick at the sight of it...Even though I wasn't paying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got sick, once again, later on when I walked into a music shop and came across some amazing vinyl records that I would have bought on the spot if I had a record player. I bought Give 'Em the Boot 1, 2, and 5 on CD since I owned 3 &amp; 4 and they were about 5 bucks each. All in all, a $300 dollar day that kind of makes me want to vomit but was an amazing time that I will always remember for the people and places I saw.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was it, that was my Wednesday. There was a lot more to it but that could take a bunch of posts and this one was difficult enough for me to get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep an eye out for record players for me: preferably in decent condition or decently priced and not in terrible condition. Needed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Get your hands dirty&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;-Napalm&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-1687175919865340819?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/1687175919865340819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=1687175919865340819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/1687175919865340819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/1687175919865340819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/08/black-pearl-johnny-depp-not-included.html' title='The Black Pearl: Johnny Depp Not Included'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-9015499052352022631</id><published>2009-08-04T17:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T17:30:46.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm going to spare you a filler post and clue you in tomorrow after my little trip to Rhode Island. Feed on my last few posts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots o' love- Napalm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-9015499052352022631?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/9015499052352022631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=9015499052352022631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/9015499052352022631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/9015499052352022631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-going-to-spare-you-filler-post-and.html' title=''/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-882696914839863308</id><published>2009-08-02T20:01:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T10:30:42.215-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert Englund'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fear Net'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Restaurants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IHOP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ryan Fleming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2001 Maniacs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot Chicks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>And So, I Ate</title><content type='html'>That is the summary of my weekend. I ate. Friday was dinner at, Friday's, clever. Ordered the petite Sirloin with a side of their mashed potatoes with cheese. They're brilliant and delicious. Saturday was IHOP. Three eggs, three buttermilk pancakes, and a side of corn beef hash. Why have I eaten so much? Tomorrow is my birthday and people seem to like to feed me. What's on the menu for tomorrow? More steak, that's how it goes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; this weekend for helping me connect with an old friend of mine. Funny how the internet works. I would also like to thank it for keeping me in touch via cell phone while I was without internet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SnYwnqWiDqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/UNya2pjhswg/s1600-h/MV5BMTQ3NDgwMTUwNF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNzQ2NzcyMQ%40%40._V1._SX300_SY400_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SnYwnqWiDqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/UNya2pjhswg/s320/MV5BMTQ3NDgwMTUwNF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNzQ2NzcyMQ%40%40._V1._SX300_SY400_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365529464000351906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This weekend was one of movies, including: Lock, Stock, &amp; Two Smoking Barrels (seen many times), Dog Soldiers (also a favourite), many movies on &lt;a href="http://www.fearnet.com"&gt;FEAR NET&lt;/a&gt; -on TV although they have Free Movies online, and one called 2,001 Maniacs. The last one being something new and probably the most, intriguing. A cannibalistic ghost town in the south targets "yankees", has a jubilee, seduces, cooks, and eats them. Brilliant. I believe it's an Eli Roth movie? I don't know, him and Mr.Mambo made an appearance so I can only expect it was one of his. Lots of hot maidens looking to get a piece of their new guests. Sexy, ruthless, and hungry. Crazy hick guys with guitars that follow you around, narrating with their songs. Hucklebilly (played by Ryan Fleming) was a personal favourite. Young, bearfoot boy running around and lynching cats, each for a silver dollar. Go watch it for free- and Robert Englund is in it. Go Freddy! (That was definitely a list-like review because you just watch it, laughing, all the while thinking wtf mate?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably won't be around for most of tomorrow so I don't know if I'll be able to get a post to you. Give me a break, I've aged a year, ha! In the meantime, go read a book or something. Or watch free movies on the internet, which ever. Find some good movies for me, I need a few new ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go eat some cake for me! Or have a drink, whiskey is my poison. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy early fuckin birthday to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Live&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;-Napalm &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-882696914839863308?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/882696914839863308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=882696914839863308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/882696914839863308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/882696914839863308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-so-i-ate.html' title='And So, I Ate'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SnYwnqWiDqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/UNya2pjhswg/s72-c/MV5BMTQ3NDgwMTUwNF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNzQ2NzcyMQ%40%40._V1._SX300_SY400_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-4901160828037521994</id><published>2009-07-31T13:44:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T15:02:17.377-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best Buy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stickers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinion'/><title type='text'>The Execution Yard</title><content type='html'>This is a very telling blog title for many of the things I'm feeling today as well as yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SnMyaa-PH6I/AAAAAAAAAMk/kVhR01wQd9w/s1600-h/mylaptop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SnMyaa-PH6I/AAAAAAAAAMk/kVhR01wQd9w/s320/mylaptop.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364687010626740130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday I sent out my computer that apparently has a damaged optical drive, and hasn't been reading CDs/DVDs/or anything of that sort. Felt like I was sending it to it's death. I miss it already, making it more difficult for me to post for you all. I tend to feel like posting at night and I only have access to a computer for part of the day. My laptop is beautiful, the love of my technological life, modified by a number of stickers covering every inch, down to the keyboard. Luckily, my warranty is good until 2011, I don't have to pay for shit I didn't break, and I'll have it back within a week or two. Soon enough before my ass is back on campus.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also the Execution Yard is where I wouldn't mind sending a few people on holiday. What people?: Lazy people, Because "I can't refuse a two sandwiches before a turkey dinner" people, people who have bad conversation etiquette- they go two ways, "I always want to borrow money" people, "I don't like to be touched but I get on a crowded train" people, and a lot of other people this week. But I'm smiling, because that's me...and of course I stepped on the train guy's shoe to make me feel better. Sometimes I just decide to stop trying and let these people get what &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; have coming for them, 'cause mofo I'm so aggravated I'm throwing grammar out the window.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend's plans are a mystery to me since, well, we never make plans. Things just happen. I'm going to enjoy being disconnected from a lot without the internet while I'm away, I'm sure as hell getting a lot more reading done. Currently reading &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;About A Boy&lt;/span&gt; by Nick Hornby which, yes, was made into a movie starring Hugh Grant. Halfway through the book and it's funnier than the film. I have a few Hornby books waiting to get their turn and they will soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have for you darlings, I'm going to check my &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/napalmkristi"&gt;Twitter page&lt;/a&gt; now because I have many internet addictions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, speak truthfully and loud enough so everyone can fucking hear what you have to say. But also remember, opinion is a two way street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time. Until Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Take the next left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;-Napalm&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-4901160828037521994?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/4901160828037521994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=4901160828037521994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/4901160828037521994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/4901160828037521994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/07/execution-yard.html' title='The Execution Yard'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SnMyaa-PH6I/AAAAAAAAAMk/kVhR01wQd9w/s72-c/mylaptop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-8746390932153214137</id><published>2009-07-30T17:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T17:22:21.919-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have sent my computer in for repairs. Full post tomorrow. Feed on previous posts.&lt;br /&gt;Stand behind the yellow line.&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;-Napalm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-8746390932153214137?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/8746390932153214137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=8746390932153214137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/8746390932153214137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/8746390932153214137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-have-sent-my-computer-in-for-repairs.html' title=''/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-2652399984281499405</id><published>2009-07-29T21:39:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:56:50.991-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Line'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concerts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House of Blues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rise Against'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Sox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rancid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Punk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Billy Talent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MBTA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tim Armstrong'/><title type='text'>Rancid: Never fell in love until I fell in love with you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Post Recap of July 28, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computer problems delayed this post, more will be explained in tomorrow's blog.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you do on Tuesday? I went to the House of Blues on 15 Landowne St. Boston, MA to see what you all know as the loves of my life. Well my musical life. RANCID. My day started off slow with about an hour delay of the Green Line trains. All branches because of a disabled train at one of the other stations. I LOVE the MBTA, I rely on them, but the Green Line is the enemy. Just a useful enemy. Walking around the corner towards Lansdowne street showed the flocks of Red Sox fans making their way to Fenway which is right across the street from the HOB. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SnEDiR7h8aI/AAAAAAAAAMU/CYq6ltAJcZQ/s1600-h/timwiffle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SnEDiR7h8aI/AAAAAAAAAMU/CYq6ltAJcZQ/s320/timwiffle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364072518638498210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  This would be a good time to tell you that the Sox game started at 7 and the doors opened for my show at 6:30. I showed up at 2:30. At 2:30 I met 4 other people also waiting as early as I was, two of which had just moved to my home/hometown of East Boston. The lead singer of Billy Talent was parading up and down the street but of course I didn't know who the fuck he was, BECAUSE I barely know anything by Billy Talent. Later on, a few of the guys were playing wiffle ball across Lansdowne and Mr. Tim Armstrong (Rancid) joined in on the game. I have met Mr. Armstrong so when I and others tell you he is extremely down to earth, willing to talk with fans, and quite gentlemanly I might add. Believe it. This man is my hero if I ever decide to have one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I stood outside with my new "I'm only here for Rise Against" friends, I also explained to them, I only showed up for Rancid. Word for word, I get as a response- "Well I don't know about Rancid fans but Rise Against fans are absolutely insane". I just shrugged and said, I wouldn't know- knowing in the back of my mind that they weren't ready for Rancid fans. After sweating for four hours outside and then another 30 minutes in the hallway, we were finally allowed into the venue. I stood through Billy Talent, quite still I might add, still enough to get a video for a friend who is a fan. Crowd was quite dull except for a few fans who occasionally pushed me forward once or twice. The lead singer is very energetic and it would be a good show for those who enjoy their music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SnEFrImh7PI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Xp7ZtjH3zgU/s1600-h/P7280013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SnEFrImh7PI/AAAAAAAAAMc/Xp7ZtjH3zgU/s320/P7280013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364074869776575730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Rancid&lt;/strong&gt; was second of the night, which I still don't understand HOW they could be just a supporting band, in my humble opinion. First chord played and hundreds of bodies pushed forward. The guy in front of me obviously didn't want to be touched and continuously tried to push us all back. He was just met by a stronger push, slamming him into the barricade each time. If you can't handle being in front for all of the crowds, just not the band you want to see, I personally say- get lost. Leave the front for someone who cares. One song alone, I counted 21 crowd surfers to be picked off by security guards. Yes, I made sure to count- just for you my dear blog readers. Matt Freeman even broke out the pure white stand-up base for "Civilian Ways" from their new album &lt;em&gt;Let The Dominoes Fall&lt;/em&gt;. Go look it up. People were being asked to be pulled from the crowd because the force crushed all the air from their lungs. I stood on my toes, letting the pressure from the bodies around me hold me up, and belted out every song. Old and new. My official statement: Seeing Rancid in concert is better than sex. Period-ended. No one will ever know how much their chords, their words, all their songs mean to me and what they have helped me through over the years. I feel like Tim Armstrong took my life and put it on every CD they have made. I don't remember the entire set but I do remember "Bloodclot" and "Nihilism" thrown in with "Fall Back Down" and "Last One to Die". An overall great mix of music from albums over the last 16 years. Including my personal favourite which they have played every time I've seen them- "St. Mary".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as soon as it began, it was over. Supporting bands not getting enough time I think they deserved. Sweating, panting, legs wobbling I pushed my way through the crowd -wetter than I was at Warped which was outside in the pouring rain. I walked right out the fucking door without looking back. No Rise Against set for me or the other 50 or so people who left with me after Rancid's set. &lt;strong&gt;I hope your Rise Against crowd was good guys 'cause now you know how Rancid fans show their love for their boys.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I froze my ass off on the train, in the most glorious pain there is. Rancid, by far, the most amazing band I have known in my time. Of course that is just my opinion and it works for me. Go see them live if you like any of their music, even if you know one song, go, you will not regret it. That's all I have for you tonight my friends. This post cannot contain the excitement and emotion I wish it could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Here it is&lt;br /&gt;Here I am&lt;br /&gt;Turn it up&lt;br /&gt;fuckin' loud"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time darlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"When I got the music, I got a place to go."&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;-Napalm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-2652399984281499405?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/2652399984281499405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=2652399984281499405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/2652399984281499405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/2652399984281499405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/07/rancid-never-fell-in-love-until-i-fell.html' title='Rancid: Never fell in love until I fell in love with you...'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SnEDiR7h8aI/AAAAAAAAAMU/CYq6ltAJcZQ/s72-c/timwiffle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-7724485698310242498</id><published>2009-07-27T14:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T16:33:50.410-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rancid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Reaping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Daunting Tasks and Children in Heat</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Boston Logan Airport Temperature as of 15:31 -  91 degrees Fahrenheint.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What task have I set out for myself today? Book cataloguing. How does one accomplish this in a house full of books? Slowly. You can imagine the actual number of books we own if I feel the need to know what's what and where (including a Boston Public School Book of Poetry for Children from more than 100 years ago). We have at least one bookcase in every room, including the bathroom. One room is lined with floor-to-ceiling bookcases and a few others of the same size are sprinkled around our 5 1/2 room first floor home. We're also planning on having a yard sale so we figure we'll get rid of the duplicates we already know we have plus the ones we probably didn't. so if you're looking for a book, hit me up. Good chance we have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also you probably won't get a post from me tomorrow, once again, unless it's late. I will be at the House of Blues Boston for a show I will recap in my next blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have currently taken over the living room to watch a movie while I have the place to myself. &lt;i&gt;The Reaping&lt;/i&gt; full of biblical references that I doubt most people would recognize. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for the lame post with lack of opinion but I don't know where my emotions have strayed to today. I will see you all soon, lots of love, feed on my last few posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Here's looking at you kid,&lt;br /&gt;-Napalm&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-7724485698310242498?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/7724485698310242498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=7724485698310242498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/7724485698310242498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/7724485698310242498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/07/daunting-tasks-and-children-in-heat.html' title='Daunting Tasks and Children in Heat'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-680248379078533199</id><published>2009-07-26T20:14:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T23:07:05.128-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Assholes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House of Blues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rise Against'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Ugly Truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rancid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Billy Talent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gerard Butler'/><title type='text'>Sunday: I Feel Ambiguity</title><content type='html'>No blockquote! Surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, that's a first, isn't it? Today finally feels like summer which makes me extremely happy. I'm ignoring all the outside pressures and anxieties I have for a while (even though they are picking at me somewhere in the back of my mind) and not worry about anything until at least Wednesday night. Why? Because Tuesday I will be at the House of Blues on Lansdowne St. in Boston enjoying myself as Rancid sings all my troubles away. The headliners are Rise Against, who are being supported by Rancid (which makes NO fucking sense to me, I think RA should kiss the soles of Tim Armstrong's converse) and Billy Talent but I got tickets just because Rancid is playing. Honestly, I couldn't even remember the names of any Billy Talent songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of that, I returned to the movie theatre this weekend after many beach-at-night exploits as my weekends usually consist of. My friend and I decided to see &lt;i&gt;The Ugly Truth&lt;/i&gt; with Gerard Butler. Now let me say this before you groan and roll your eyes at me, I already knew how the story was going to play out just by watching the previews/trailers. So I wasn't expecting a life changing plot and ending, not at all [but Gerry is a wicked actor!]. On the other hand, it was pretty funny- after I yelled at some loud mouth asshole behind us to shut his fuckin' mug. Movies are great- too bad they couldn't come up with a device that weeds out the assholes and puts them all in the same theatre with each other. Assholes, theatre 6. Let everyone in theatre 11 enjoy their movie. All the mothers with babies, theatre 14. See how much they enjoy being in a room with 50 others just like them and what that will do to the next time they decide to go see a movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much for you this Sunday, I didn't accomplish much over the weekend, other than having a good time. AND, I think that's what it's all about. Too many people let the stupid shit get them down. I have clothes on my back, a roof over my head, and food in the fridge. Singing to myself, life is good. Fuck the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;Live it up.&lt;br /&gt;-Napalm&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-680248379078533199?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/680248379078533199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=680248379078533199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/680248379078533199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/680248379078533199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunday-i-feel-ambiguity.html' title='Sunday: I Feel Ambiguity'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-3525202113038334330</id><published>2009-07-24T13:30:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T15:57:53.511-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Descendents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NOFX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Punk Rock Karaoke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flogging Molly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Warped Tour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nathen Maxwell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Original Bunny Gang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Photo Fiasco and the Original Bunny Gang</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Sorry there hasn't been a post in a bit, but it's hard to top the last post- and probably will be for a while. Technically, the last post was for Thursday but something is wrong the timestamps. I have no idea, as long the day is right, but don't take the times as they are, just pay attention to the dates. I've been starting a lot of posts off with blockquotes, what's up with that? &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SmoJAZqcKOI/AAAAAAAAAMM/7ezk62fkFzA/s1600-h/P7210187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SmoJAZqcKOI/AAAAAAAAAMM/7ezk62fkFzA/s320/P7210187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362108208831539426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wanted to make sure all you lovely people got a post before I disappeared for the weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning I decide to see how my camera was doing after Tuesday (see previous post for explanation) and took a photo of my room. When I went to the memory I had noticed about 15 photos of the Warped Tour had returned to what I thought was a blank memory card. With every photo I took more and more photos I though I lost had returned until ALL of my WARPED TOUR footage was returned. All those awesome photos&amp;video of NOFX and Bad Religion! I was jumping around the kitchen like an excited pogo kid on crack this morning. You can add me on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/kristianafurtado"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; to see the photos and video or just send me a message, since my photos and videos are visible to everyone. I'd just have to send you the links. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another exciting discovery I made last night: Nathen Maxwell and the Original Bunny Gang. For those of you who don't know, Nathen is the bass player and back-up vocalist for the group Flogging Molly. Ever since I bought &lt;i&gt;Drunken Lullabies&lt;/i&gt; -my first Flogging Molly album- I have wanted Mr. Maxwell to sing more and more songs, even front his own band. AND NOW, it has come true! My dream of a Nathen Maxwell Fronted band. It's a very exciting ordeal, and I love his voice. You can hear him do lead vocals in songs like "Queen Anne's Revenge" and "Cruel Mistress". Another personal favourite of mine is him doing The Descendent's "Suburban Home" which can be seen here: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vL7H-kHelDI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vL7H-kHelDI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the vocals of "Suburban Home" are different than those on his new album, due out August 19th. You can hear The Original Bunny Gang's sound on his myspace: &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/nathenmaxwell"&gt;www.myspace.com/nathenmaxwell&lt;/a&gt; Drums are provided by Nathen's dad who actually introduced him to the likes of Flogging Molly, so big props for Papa Maxwell for supplying Flogging with one of my favourite bassists, and to Nathen for just being Nathen.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have for you today my loves. Any questions or comments live them here or follow my links. Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Turn it up fuckin' loud,&lt;br /&gt;-napalm&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-3525202113038334330?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/3525202113038334330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=3525202113038334330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3525202113038334330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3525202113038334330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/07/photo-fiasco-and-original-bunny-gang.html' title='Photo Fiasco and the Original Bunny Gang'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SmoJAZqcKOI/AAAAAAAAAMM/7ezk62fkFzA/s72-c/P7210187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-3009296909342196038</id><published>2009-07-22T19:34:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T00:45:11.160-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Barker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House of Blues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bassist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NOFX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Government'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anti-Flag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Punk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concerts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rancid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Warped Tour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris #2'/><title type='text'>Who's Shapiro? Warped Tour 2009: Just about what I expected...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Sorry for the wait. Post recap of: 21 July 2009&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what did I expect? Not much. Out of the numerous bands there that day, I was &lt;strong&gt;determined&lt;/strong&gt; to see three of them. The rest, I couldn't have cared less if they were playing at all. For the line up - Check out &lt;a href="http://www.warpedtour.com"&gt;www.warpedtour.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/Smfl58gBU4I/AAAAAAAAAME/G-_vXDlhXxA/s1600-h/P7210049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/Smfl58gBU4I/AAAAAAAAAME/G-_vXDlhXxA/s320/P7210049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361506665063601026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now don't get me wrong, it was great for a lot of people and I'm glad. I also love the idea of Warped Tour's festival style with the ridiculous amount of bands that do play. I just personally disliked most of the bands -felt like so many just sounded all the same- and also felt like years past have been multiple times better. And some guy at South Station was rambling on about "Shapiro" to a person in the seat across from him that only he could see. Who the hell is Shapiro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained like a motherfucker! And that is no lie. Every inch of me was soaked, including my electronics. This is why you get this post so late, I was PISSED all morning. I had photos and videos of three bands I wanted to see, total number of all media on my camera when I left the venue: &lt;strong&gt;222&lt;/strong&gt; The number of photos that were uploaded to my computer before the camera had an error and deleted practically everything: &lt;strong&gt;61&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/Smfju53We8I/AAAAAAAAAL0/Ie9q_hesus8/s1600-h/P7210034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/Smfju53We8I/AAAAAAAAAL0/Ie9q_hesus8/s320/P7210034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361504276354333634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All anger aside- Bad Religion, NOFX, and &lt;strong&gt;Anti-Flag&lt;/strong&gt; completely kicked my ass, PWND me, and all that other shit- they were wicked. I went to Warped in'04 and missed Anti-Flag, so getting to see them front and center was pure sex. They played around 2:55, mixing old and new into their set, keeping everyone happy. All the 12/13 yr olds who only knew of their last two albums eyed them, confused, as the rest of us broke out, chanting along to "You gotta die, gotta die, gotta die for your government, gotta die for your country, that's shit!" They were an amazing, amazing, wicked awesome, best part of my day by far. Chris #2 (Barker) is always the highlight of my life. Talk about some fucking energy, that guy has it. The vocals, the moves, the usual jumping into the audience, and of course, the wall of love. You have to be there to know. Also, you have a few photos of him here from the performance because (he is THE MAN) they were the only ones that survived from the bands I enjoyed :( but hurrah for AF. They rocked my world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SmflSmtxPHI/AAAAAAAAAL8/L5emIVr36is/s1600-h/P7210045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SmflSmtxPHI/AAAAAAAAAL8/L5emIVr36is/s320/P7210045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361505989200788594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(5:55 p.m.)Bad Religion was in fine form, no matter how many jokes they make about their age, they still own you on stage. An awesome performace of Generator, one of my personal favourites, got the crowd moving. I had great footage that was lost, video of "Sorrow" and even a guest appearance by NOFX's lead singer Fat Mike, joining in for the chorus of "21st Century Digital Boy" [&lt;- there are parenthesis in there somewhere but I'm too exhausted to remember]. After the BR set, NOFX took over, also in fine form but in a more intoxicated manner. Fat Mike enjoying Vodka &amp; milk from a red solo cup on stage. An "old man's drink" as he says. The set was covered in rainbow flags as the guys played on the idea of this being one of the more liberal states in the nation. The boys being ridiculously, and humorously liberal themselves, meant no offense and anyone who took any are assholes. "Bob" was a crowd favourite of the night, as well as The Racist Joke Song. They also graced us with a new song they had just written in the bus about Massachsuetts, I loved it, I agree...it's too fucking cold here. Probably one of my favourite in the NOFX set was their cover of Rancid's "Radio", but that's just because Rancid are the loves of my life. After NOFX, I said FUCK IT. Skipped out on the 2-3 other bands I didn't want to see and waited on the warm, dry bus to take me back to Boston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that was most of my Warped! There was more to it but I don't want to own your life by having you read anymore of this blog....BUT! I am now the proud owner of two RANCID tickets for TUESDAY, at the House of Blues [Boston] with Rise Against and I believe Billy Talent (I didn't know BT was still around) so I am a happy narrator. Until next time, where I may share more Warped with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Keep it wet.&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;-napalm &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-3009296909342196038?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/3009296909342196038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=3009296909342196038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3009296909342196038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3009296909342196038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/07/whos-shapiro-warped-tour-2009-just.html' title='Who&apos;s Shapiro? Warped Tour 2009: Just about what I expected...'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/Smfl58gBU4I/AAAAAAAAAME/G-_vXDlhXxA/s72-c/P7210049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-2038665045792692075</id><published>2009-07-20T13:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T18:01:46.588-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concerts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rise Against'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rancid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Warped Tour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tickets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>An AntiClimatic Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Just a little note: If you do get a post from me tomorrow -Tuesday the 21st- it's going to be another late one. I will be at Warped Tour tomorrow and don't know when I will be back or if I will want to write at that time. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening you delicious people! You have no idea what me and the internet have been up to today. Buy, sell, trade, tickets- it's all about tickets! I'm too addicted to my music to stop! I'm trying to see Rancid &amp; Rise Against next week all the while trying to hook up with some kid who wanted to buy a Warped Tour ticket for TOMORROW! It's all quite insane but hey, whatever happens - happens. Also got my loan today, approved, so now I can go to school and be in debt some more! Fun fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly don't have any inciteful reviews for you today. I could review a new movie I watched earlier or talk about some music but this morning has jsut been too stressful. There may be a chance I have the urge to post later, and if I do I wil be right back here typing. Tomorrow night or Wednesday will sure to have a &lt;strong&gt;much&lt;/strong&gt; longer post seeing as I will have to tell you all about my Warped exploits. Hit up &lt;a href="http://www.warpedtour.com"&gt;www.warpedtour.com&lt;/a&gt; to check out the line-up [which I'm not too happy about] or for more dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"God bless the concrete and chaos it keeps."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Until further notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Don't forget the streets.&lt;br /&gt;-napalm&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-2038665045792692075?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/2038665045792692075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=2038665045792692075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/2038665045792692075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/2038665045792692075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/07/anticlimatic-morning.html' title='An AntiClimatic Morning'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-7371022648274298511</id><published>2009-07-19T21:05:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:06:55.119-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherrybomb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank McCourt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rupert Grint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daniel Radcliffe'/><title type='text'>Salt &amp; Tylenol: Weekend Wizardry</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;First I would like to say RIP Frank McCourt. Frank passed away today at the age of 78 from Meningitis. Within all his amazing writing, he has written two of my favourite books. He is one of the inspirations that has kept my pen moving and it's a sad day for your humble narrator. "The sky is the limit. You never have the same experience twice." - Frank. Now here's to tonight's blog... &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Добрый вечер, Buenas noches, Good evening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry you're getting this post so late lovelies. I'm finally shaking this headache/pain in my brain that I have had for the past, oh, 26 hours. Finally feel like a human being again. My computer also took a 3 foot drop off of my bed about an hour ago and I had to pop a piece back into place, so a small heart attack also threw me off posting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I expected, this weekend is what I needed. Friday night, had a great dinner at Chicago Uno's and caught a movie at 7:30. After the movie we headed to the beach to run around in the dark waves and just be with all the late night people out on the sand until about midnight or so. We even had a pick up footy game with a wiffle-ball we found floating the waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you guess what movie I saw? Bet not. I saw Harry Potter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SmPNrEt_rgI/AAAAAAAAALs/hwzL41P2ZXI/s1600-h/harry_potter_and_the_half_blood_prince_ron_weasley_poster2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SmPNrEt_rgI/AAAAAAAAALs/hwzL41P2ZXI/s320/harry_potter_and_the_half_blood_prince_ron_weasley_poster2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360354121385750018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know that's not like me, but a friend and I went to see the 6th installation of the Potter series: Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. And to tell you the truth, it was pretty bad ass. I mean, yes it's wizards and knee deep in the fictional world but I like the movies. This is coming from someone who read the first two books when she was 9 and quit after that. Dumbledore has a pretty kick ass scene as well that had me yelling "You're the fucking man!" in the theatre. The acting is improving as the main characters age and has more serious underlying stories than when they were the cute mini-wizards of years past. I still can't stand looking at Daniel Radcliffe - I apologize to all the fangirls out there but there's something about him that bothers me. Although, the part where he drank the Luck potion (whatever it's name was?) and he was going to see Hagrid (spelling?) absolutely had me rolling on the floor. Hilarious. All in all, a pretty good movie and I'd see it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, in theme of Harry Potter, there is another movie I would &lt;strong&gt;like&lt;/strong&gt; to see. Cherrybomb. Rupert Grint, the actor who plays Ron Weasley in Harry Potter, also stars in this independent film that we may never get to see. So here is the trailer, it speaks for itself, instead of me giving you a synopsis. And if you want to see it, or just want to make me happy, help it get distributed in the U.S. or your home country by signing a petition to get it out there @ &lt;a href="http://www.rupert-grint.us/wordpress/cherrybomb-distribution-campaign/"&gt;http://www.rupert-grint.us/wordpress/cherrybomb-distribution-campaign/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherrybomb Trailer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zBZ8mTtoI9I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zBZ8mTtoI9I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that was a long post. Thanks for sticking around through it all darlings. I'm off to watch &lt;strong&gt;Snatch&lt;/strong&gt; and finally listen to some music now that my head is letting me. Hopefully I'll be seeing you tomorrow with some more news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Where's your head at?&lt;br /&gt;-napalm&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-7371022648274298511?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/7371022648274298511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=7371022648274298511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/7371022648274298511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/7371022648274298511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/07/salt-tylenol-weekend-wizardry.html' title='Salt &amp; Tylenol: Weekend Wizardry'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SmPNrEt_rgI/AAAAAAAAALs/hwzL41P2ZXI/s72-c/harry_potter_and_the_half_blood_prince_ron_weasley_poster2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-7465511801295023471</id><published>2009-07-17T15:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T15:51:10.280-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nurse Jackie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Warped Tour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rock Bus'/><title type='text'>FRIDAY HAS COMETH!</title><content type='html'>It is true, today is Friday and my weekend shall now commence. In 2 hours and counting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past two days seem to have been the longest of the summer. Not time-wise but by responsibility. I was working on my Russian review and have mailed it to my professor today for her corrections. After this week I hope I speak Russian in my sleep. I also need to get moving on my student loan, but who the HELL actually wants to go through that process? I should have a movie review after this weekend. Probably a half-assed movie review unless I love it. I don't even know which film we're going to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who know me...I don't drive. Nope. No car, no license, not even a permit. I have feet, mooching, and the good ol' MBTA to get me where I need to go...but for Tuesday, I need to get out to MANSFIELD from Boston, for the Warped Tour. I never heard of this before, but I'm sharing this weeks discovery with you: &lt;strong&gt;ROCK BUS&lt;/strong&gt; That's right. Rock Bus. It's picking me up (and others of course) at South Station, taking me out to Mansfield before show time, and bringing me back to South Station that night. It's brilliant. It has spots for MANY shows coming up so check it out. It's definitely worth the not-so-expensive price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rockbus.net"&gt;www.rockbus.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What other matters are at hand...oh! Does anyone else watch Nurse Jackie? I don't have the channel for it but I watch episodes online. WHO ELSE THINKS COOP IS THE SHIZ? I just needed to put that out there. The show itself is alright, some of the typical story lines, some pretty good humour. I prefer Dr. House humour over Nurse Jackie humour but Dr. Cooper on Nurse Jackie just kills...plus his "nervous habit", perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably will NOT hear from me tomorrow, I don't usually blog on Saturdays unless I have an urgent need to tell you all something and have access to a computer. Damn that was a long sentence. So if you don't hear from me tomorrow I will return to my lovelies on Sunday evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send me some music to review, my ears are dying for something new. &lt;br /&gt;Until next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mind The Gap.&lt;br /&gt;-napalm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-7465511801295023471?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/7465511801295023471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=7465511801295023471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/7465511801295023471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/7465511801295023471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/07/friday-has-cometh.html' title='FRIDAY HAS COMETH!'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-4471140001203310222</id><published>2009-07-16T11:07:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T11:31:52.928-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='newbury comics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cell Phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LG Xenon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best Buy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Warped Tour'/><title type='text'>NEWS FLASH</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Ok so I have a blog to post but I need to put this in here first. I LOVE NEWBURY COMICS &amp; TWITTER. The two combined is an orgy of happiness for me. Why? Because I win stuff. I've won stuff from them before but this morning I won THREE TICKETS TO WARPED TOUR on Tuesday @ the Comcast Center. So, no need to convince me. I have to go! All though I'm really only interested in 3 bands. I'll go for free anytime :)&lt;br /&gt;Now back to my blog I originally had planned for this morning:&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning darlings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's morning as I'm writing this but who knows what time it will be when I actually post it. You know I have returned to my addicting blogger ways because I'm writing this in a "note" on my cell phone. I don't see any character limits yet but I'm going to test that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cell phones are such strange odbjects, don't you think? I mean the telephone in general (I don't know many people who have house phones anymore), what an invention. I could talk to someone in Australia if I wanted to! &amp; if I wanted to pay the long distance... People stand in awe of all the technological advances we are making - come on touchscreens are definitely some alien shit- but I'm still in awe of the inventions from years ago. We're just improving the original. I applaud the originators. &lt;- Is that the right word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What started this off was my cell phone, the same piece of technology I'm blogging on right now. I'm with AT&amp;T and just recently had an upgrade which is good because I needed a new phone and I'm too cheap to spend a couple hundred when I don't have an upgrade. My new phone with upgrade: $50. List Price: $299.99 A price I would never pay. I didn't get a phone until I was 15 or 16 and in this day and age where 9 year olds have cell phones they don't need, that's a while. What can I say. I'm a 90s kid and that's just how we do. Having a phone that slides was as big as it got for me - camera or no camera. Didn't matter. That was it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/Sl9Fq1szlsI/AAAAAAAAALk/HfaD_Vzmqgg/s1600-h/XenonBlk_Open_hr_270x335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/Sl9Fq1szlsI/AAAAAAAAALk/HfaD_Vzmqgg/s320/XenonBlk_Open_hr_270x335.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359078683866011330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With my upgrade I bought the LG XENON, hurling me forward into this century of cell phone technology. I've always been seduced by the idea of a cell phone with a full keyboard. I'm keyboard wizard at my laptop and couldn't wait to text at lightning speeds! Plus it does that cool little slide I've always loved. But to my surprise when I walked into Best Buy! (yes Best Buy, they were the only ones who sold the black one and was cheaper than the AT&amp;T store) and picked up the model only to have it vibrate wildly under my palm. It was also a TOUCHSCREEN. Holy shit. For $50? Purchased. Owned. In one customer review I saw that he said he had to charge his phone every 5-6 hours. That guy must never shut up or never turn off his phone...but I have kept it running on the same battery for an entire weekend. I just shut it off at night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, I like fancy gadgets but I hate paying the price that comes with them. So I don't. My phone is probably the fanciest gadget I own (my laptop is still the love of my electronics life). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time for a bike ride before it gets too humid and the thunderstorms roll in. If you're going to WARPED TOUR on Tuesday July 21st, hit me up. We'll check out a set together. Until then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Turn it up fuckin' loud,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-napalm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-4471140001203310222?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/4471140001203310222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=4471140001203310222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/4471140001203310222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/4471140001203310222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/07/news-flash.html' title='NEWS FLASH'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/Sl9Fq1szlsI/AAAAAAAAALk/HfaD_Vzmqgg/s72-c/XenonBlk_Open_hr_270x335.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-6006732209700052984</id><published>2009-07-15T21:11:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T00:53:06.271-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Bisping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UFC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rise Against'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rancid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Machete MFG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UFC 100'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let the Dominoes Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Surprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Low and behold my darlings! &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have returned, I guess. Yes, it has been quite a long time and I have lost many readers...BUT I will still blog along in my own little world until someone stops by to glance at my ramblings. Now for a little on where I have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College. The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, but truthfully - while I was on campus I had no desire to blog when I had time and therefore I trailed off into procrastination, my favourite hobby. It is the summer and college is still ruling my life. Currently applying for student loans and working on my Russian review which I volunteered for. I DO NOT have a summer job because the economy hates me, I believe it. I DO however have a job for when I return to campus. I will be your lovely Academic Adviser at the UNH Center For Academic Resources. Stop by and I'll give you advice and shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news... &lt;strong&gt;RANCID&lt;/strong&gt; -the loves of my life- are recording a new video for the song "Up To No Good" from their new album "Let the Dominoes Fall". I'm sure somewhere in my last posts before I fell off the face of the earth I mentioned how impatient I was for the CD. Well, OWNED, caressed, loved, and listening to it constantly since it came out back in June. TO keep up-to-date with the shoot and other Machete crap, keep your eye on the Machete MFG Blog here: &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://machetemfg.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://machetemfg.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The RANCID/RISE AGAINST show for Boston is sold out and I'm hitting the pavement to get tickets. So email me and I will buy those motherfuckers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? A friend of mine is considering starting a blog for his ramblings, and hell I am SURE he has a bunch of them. Remember my Soapbox Preachers post? That's all I have to say. I'd post his email here if I was cruel and have you all send him convincing messages. If he goes through with it I will post the link here and send you all his way. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPDATE!&lt;/strong&gt; He has officially started his blog. Check out &lt;strong&gt;It's such a wealth of information, why are you so poor?&lt;/strong&gt; Here: &lt;a href="http://www.socialtreason.blogspot.com"&gt;http://www.socialtreason.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of blogs, I have DELETED Playing With Napalm for those of you who cared. I didn't anymore and you can get all your facebook/myspace addictions somewhere else. NAPALM AND GRAPHITE has also been DELETED because I've realized to be kind to my original blog, this one, I need to focus only on one. Plus, the others didn't really matter. If you miss NAPALM AND GRAPHITE and all my drawings, email me and I will direct to an album of my things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone going to Warped Tour this year? Convince me that I should go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love and bootlicking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.napalmandgraphite.blogspot.com"&gt;-napalm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. WTF MICHAEL BISPING? You are NOT supposed to get knocked out. Ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-6006732209700052984?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/6006732209700052984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=6006732209700052984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/6006732209700052984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/6006732209700052984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/07/surprise.html' title='Surprise!'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-4744847716370025490</id><published>2009-06-13T17:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T17:08:14.837-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Napalm Kristi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Follow me on Twitter!</title><content type='html'>Waiting for me to post? Sorry everyone, I've hit hard times but I still stay true to my tweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/napalmkristi"&gt;http://www.twitter.com/napalmkristi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-4744847716370025490?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/4744847716370025490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=4744847716370025490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/4744847716370025490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/4744847716370025490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/06/follow-me-on-twitter.html' title='Follow me on Twitter!'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-3948633288636911390</id><published>2009-04-04T14:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T14:33:20.975-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UrbanDictionary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Napalm Kristi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>UrbanDictionary.com</title><content type='html'>Holy fuck darlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in the Urban Dictionary ranks. &lt;a href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=napalm+kristi"&gt;Check it out.&lt;/a&gt; Very cool, very cool. Maybe you could submit your own definition of moi to expand on the one there? I would love you for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all enjoying April's showers. I know we've been getting a lot of thunderstorms which means I'M PLAYING IN PUDDLES! Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also looking to spruce up the layout a little bit and am happily taking suggestions from YOU. I could very well go about and do this myself but I'm looking for some creative input...I love all you creative minds out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to go fight the hoards of tourists to get back in my dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kickstart the fight,&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.napalmandgraphite.blogspot.com"&gt;Napalm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-3948633288636911390?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/3948633288636911390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=3948633288636911390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3948633288636911390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3948633288636911390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/04/urbandictionarycom.html' title='UrbanDictionary.com'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-5502229390044814435</id><published>2009-03-25T19:34:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:43:33.368-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ebm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='combichrist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panzer ag'/><title type='text'>FML</title><content type='html'>No, this is not a blog about the ridiculous FML website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply feel the need to shout FUCK MY LIFE out the window. [Then I remember I live on a college campus and go shout out my window.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever have one of those days where you're falling asleep at breakfast, in class, on the bus, and at work? Well that's me today, yay me. I work with children, grades first - fourth and they got to go out to the playground today - this means 2 hours of freeze tag, underdogs on the swing set, and trips to the nurses office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam today, quiz after, work, now homework and job applications. But life truly is grand. Glad I'm still breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I brought this up, but weeks ago my 13 year old cousin was admitted to Boston Children's Hospital with a virus that attacked her entire body. She was put into a coma and was on a ventilator.... she swelled up like a balloon and her skin was turning black from broken blood vessels and other vein issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that aside, I wanted to share the good news that she has been on the road to recovery, recently making small "speaking noises" which she wasn't capable of before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone would like to send an encouraging message, please visit &lt;a href="http://www.carepages.com/carepages/KatieJeter"&gt;http://www.carepages.com/carepages/KatieJeter&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Take a nap,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://napalmandgraphite.blogspot.com"&gt;-Napalm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. This is what I listen to, to get my work done:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a HREF="http://www.combichrist.com"&gt;&lt;img SRC="http://www.combichrist.com/webbanner1.jpg"width="468" height="60"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(them AND Panzer AG)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-5502229390044814435?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/5502229390044814435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=5502229390044814435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/5502229390044814435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/5502229390044814435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/03/fml.html' title='FML'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-2559667079420993936</id><published>2009-03-23T00:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T00:10:02.137-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on Campus</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am back on campus. It wasn't long enough and that's all I have to say. I'm writing a paper and depriving myself of sleep, what else is new. I'll post soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://playingwithnapalm.blogspot.com"&gt;_napalm_&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-2559667079420993936?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/2559667079420993936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=2559667079420993936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/2559667079420993936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/2559667079420993936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-on-campus.html' title='Back on Campus'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-6878345247735192049</id><published>2009-03-17T13:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T13:08:39.287-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playing with napalm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. Patrick&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='napalm and graphite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>it's one of those days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/Sb_Y0M2y6LI/AAAAAAAAAKk/sqtBeagg7kA/s1600-h/irish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 273px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/Sb_Y0M2y6LI/AAAAAAAAAKk/sqtBeagg7kA/s320/irish.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314204476636326066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So TODAY is St. Patrick's Day as you probably already know. A day for people who aren't even Irish to go out and get drunk on behalf of the Irish. I'm probably just eating a lot of food (ugh).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be putting up new posts on &lt;a href="http://napalmandgraphite.blogspot.com"&gt;napalm and graphite&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://playingwithnapalm.blogspot.com"&gt;playing with napalm&lt;/a&gt; shortly. So I'll meet you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the festivities today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maireann croí éadrom i bhfad.&lt;br /&gt;(A light heart lives longest.)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://napalmandgraphite.blogspot.com"&gt;Napalm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-6878345247735192049?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/6878345247735192049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=6878345247735192049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/6878345247735192049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/6878345247735192049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-one-of-those-days.html' title='it&apos;s one of those days'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/Sb_Y0M2y6LI/AAAAAAAAAKk/sqtBeagg7kA/s72-c/irish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-7353862969542881456</id><published>2009-03-16T11:47:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T12:16:17.096-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brand new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playing with napalm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinese food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>playing with napalm</title><content type='html'>The birth is slow and painful, but &lt;a href="http://playingwithnapalm.blogspot.com"&gt;playing with napalm&lt;/a&gt; is slowly making its way into this world of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news: Brand New was amazing! Brilliant! Superb! And other wonderful adjectives. Jesse Lacey is the man. Enough said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a semi-decent video I tried to take of the last song of the night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-uIPnmEHyRs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-uIPnmEHyRs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't end up taking my mini-road trip to Delaware due to "ticket complications" but it's cool. My friend from New York came and I hid her in my room for a week...shh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome times my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, off to do some editing and more procrastinating as usual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else craving chinese food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://napalmandgraphite.blogspot.com"&gt;-Napalm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-7353862969542881456?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/7353862969542881456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=7353862969542881456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/7353862969542881456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/7353862969542881456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/03/playing-with-napalm.html' title='playing with napalm'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-437046146633768310</id><published>2009-02-25T16:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T16:46:07.852-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Books, Brand New, and Delaware</title><content type='html'>Hello there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm sitting in Murkland Hall on the UNH campus in Durham, NH. Why? Because I have Russian class in a little while. I most likely won't finish this before class and will have to post it later on while I'm not doing my FAFSA or research paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to rant on the ridiculous amount of money we, as college students, are required to spend on BOOKS ALONE to take courses. My schedule for the Fall 2009 is pretty much cement, except for one of my courses. I'm continuing with my Russian language, I'm taking a Lit. Analysis course so I can declare my English major next semester, and another Russian culture course (as it is a requirement for both the major and minor in Russian - which one I'm working towards I have no idea). The one course that's on the fence is German 401. I have decided I want to start learning a third foreign language (aside from Spanish and Russian) but the one thing holding me back is the book price- $222.00 NEW from my bookstore. Obviously I'm not going to even consider purchasing from the bookstore, but COME ON....THAT'S RIDICULOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SaW7c_IAn0I/AAAAAAAAAJo/pZGul0kzPJc/s1600-h/002-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SaW7c_IAn0I/AAAAAAAAAJo/pZGul0kzPJc/s320/002-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306853842581757762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news: March 7th, BRAND NEW will be playing on my campus...I am beyond excited to see Jesse Lacey belt his heart out on stage. He truly kicks my ass. And after the show, I am jumping in a car with my roommate and driving to Delaware. I will miss Monday classes and will be back sometime Monday night. Six state road trip in under two days. Got to love it. Then a friend from New York is going to be staying over....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why isn't it next weekend yet? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, as always, love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://napalmandgraphite.blogspot.com"&gt;Napalm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-437046146633768310?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/437046146633768310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=437046146633768310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/437046146633768310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/437046146633768310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/02/books-brand-new-and-delaware.html' title='Books, Brand New, and Delaware'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SaW7c_IAn0I/AAAAAAAAAJo/pZGul0kzPJc/s72-c/002-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-1398442960139156308</id><published>2009-02-11T18:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T19:59:55.708-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='majors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='German'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Russian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='declaring'/><title type='text'>It's Only Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Fuck my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roommate and I have adopted that saying as our motto for the semester. Not because our lives are horrible (actually, we're pretty content most of the time) but because it's the best way to verbalize our frustration. Go on, give it a try, just sigh and go "Aaaa...fuck my life." See?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from work a little while ago. I'm exhausted. My job includes corralling fourteen 6 year olds for an hour and then keeping my eye on 50+ kids for 2 more hours (ages 6-10). Obviously, I'm not doing this alone but they still beat the hell out of me every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I'm still in the confusing stages of deciding on a major. I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; decided that I will declare the English Major offered by my University by the end of next year. There are four types of English majors (English, English/Teaching, English/Literature, English/Journalism) but I chose that one since I could get the most flexibility and choice from it. What am I going to do with it? No clue. I just know it'll encompass some of the things I love (reading, writing, analysis, etc). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another consideration is dual majoring. What do I want to dual major in? RUSSIAN. Yes, that did just come out of left field. I took Russian on a whim last semester. We have to fulfill a language requirement and I was DONE with Spanish after 6 years. I wanted to take a language that wasn't the typical french, spanish, latin etc. I ended up loving it and I owe a lot of that to мой профессор Aleksa. She is amazing and very enthusiastic about her class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not yet declared English major due to prerequisites I have to take. I'm taking care of that in the fall. The reason I haven't declared Russian major is for exactly one reason. Russian Majors are REQUIRED to spend a semester in Russia. I'm not totally opposed to that fact but the top 5 places I want to study have been: England, Ireland, Scotland, New Zealand, and the Czech Republic. I didn't tack the last one on until recently...someone sold me and Prague sold itself. I have the feeling I'll most likely declare it anyhow...I'll keep ya posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, basically, feel free to talk college with me...or whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm driving with my roommate over to Dover to pick up her brother's car in a bit so I am off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay free,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://napalmandgraphite.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;napalm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-1398442960139156308?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/1398442960139156308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=1398442960139156308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/1398442960139156308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/1398442960139156308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-only-wednesday.html' title='It&apos;s Only Wednesday'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-4478603993402094792</id><published>2009-01-24T12:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T13:17:42.393-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rite aid'/><title type='text'>Shiver me timbers!</title><content type='html'>Well hello…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a while, hasn’t it? I have to apologize for that one. Things have been a bit crazy around here. I got back to campus on Sunday (Jan 18th) and it's just been chaos pretty much since. I'm taking some time out from writing a paper, while I'm in the quietness of the lounge, to throw a few words your way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes have started this week and not as happy with them as I was last semester. I'm undeclared and have a lot of possible majors/minors floating around in my head...so this semester was pretty much dedicated to General Education requirements and two interest classes. I'm continuing my study of Russian (by the end of this semester I'll have one year under my belt)...so if you feel like speaking no-russki to me, give it a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I've been contemplating the future. What a natural thing to do right? Exactly, and that's pretty much where I've been. I'm looking for a direction in my life but I'm not really searching all that hard. Sticking to one thing seems to me like I failed somewhere or I settled so picking a mode of studying, well that's going to be a difficult one for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that pisses me off is almost every college student has someone telling them what to do. I think we should all invest in megaphones and set up a day to give a loud, resounding "fuck off" to a bunch of people. Sounds good to me, sound good to you? I mean come one, since we were in middle school people have been talking about the "after high school" time period and it's kind of like "Ok, I'm here. You pushed me here, now let me figure out shit for myself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, it's nice to have HELP...when of course it is actually help and not someone telling you what you should do with your life and scramming shit down your throat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, I enjoy being back on campus for the most part. I've missed my friends and the people I live with the most...if I could just spend a bunch of time on campus without anymore obligations (ha ha!) that would be amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start work again (like a job work not class work) on Monday. I'm not feeling it. Not at all. If I didn't have work/study that required me to work on campus or at a nonprofit organization, I'd just forget it all and work a typical mall job or at Rite Aid or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just live your life people. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's lookin' at you kid,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://napalmandgraphite.blogspot.com"&gt;napalm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-4478603993402094792?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/4478603993402094792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=4478603993402094792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/4478603993402094792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/4478603993402094792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2009/01/shiver-me-timbers.html' title='Shiver me timbers!'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-3917395682307609349</id><published>2008-12-30T14:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T14:52:50.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOG TEMPORARILY INACTIVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-3917395682307609349?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/3917395682307609349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=3917395682307609349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3917395682307609349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3917395682307609349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-temporarily-inactive.html' title='BLOG TEMPORARILY INACTIVE'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-460226350828052570</id><published>2008-10-03T16:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T16:57:56.129-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>Oh dear</title><content type='html'>Hello my darlings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize that it has been almost 2 months since I've written to you last.&lt;br /&gt;The semester began and I lost all track of time and have been busier than you could probably imagine. I'm working on a "list" post so you will hear more from me soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In recent news, drug bust on Frat Row. 9 students arrested. Yay, school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the bug,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://napalmandgraphite.blogspot.com/"&gt;-Napalm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-460226350828052570?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/460226350828052570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=460226350828052570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/460226350828052570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/460226350828052570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-dear.html' title='Oh dear'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-820775615841187743</id><published>2008-08-10T19:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T20:01:01.117-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been A While</title><content type='html'>Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I've been absent for such a long time (ok, it hasn't been THAT long). I've just been dealing with banking and a loan company so things are pretty hectic lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying the last of my summer so my blog has been suffering a little bit. So has everything else that I have a responsibility to. Then again, I wouldn't be a good procrastinator if I kept up with everything now would I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a dip in a friends pool today and got stuck in some horrible traffic in the tunnel (but that's Boston for ya!). I'll be updating &lt;a href="http://napalmandgraphite.blogspot.com/"&gt;napalm and graphite&lt;/a&gt; later on tonight - or so I claim, but don't hate me if I forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://napalmandgraphite.blogspot.com/"&gt;-Napalm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-820775615841187743?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/820775615841187743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=820775615841187743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/820775615841187743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/820775615841187743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s Been A While'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-5707072070663347428</id><published>2008-08-04T21:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T21:12:19.497-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Golf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Bash It</title><content type='html'>"Bash" what?&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking a Birthday Bash.&lt;br /&gt;Miniature golf in the rain, thunder, &amp;amp; lightning. Quite exhilarating. Birthdays are nothing like what they used to be are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I need to have around me is friends and that's a good enough birthday party for me. It's getting all too materialistic, don't you think? Especially with the pressure of buying presents and making appearances. Of course, pretty much, everyone enjoys gifts but some people take it a little too seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like dinner. Is it a date?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until later,&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://napalmandgraphite.blogspot.com/"&gt;Napalm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-5707072070663347428?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/5707072070663347428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=5707072070663347428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/5707072070663347428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/5707072070663347428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2008/08/bash-it.html' title='Bash It'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-3114396810544747772</id><published>2008-08-01T16:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T16:53:13.771-04:00</updated><title type='text'>McMuffin: Would you like to empty the contents of your stomach please?</title><content type='html'>If it's early in the morning, you've already been awake for a few hours, and you hear your stomach yelling at you...do not, I repeat, DO NOT even think about an egg mcmuffin from McDonald's. You will empty so fast, it's like a stomach pump on crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I really had to say about the McMuffin; it ruined my morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's actually on my mind is Sunday. it's the anniversary of my exiting my mother. Also known as my birthday. Can you guess how old I'll be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend. Back to you all in a few days.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://napalmandgraphite.blogspot.com"&gt;Napalm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-3114396810544747772?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/3114396810544747772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=3114396810544747772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3114396810544747772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3114396810544747772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2008/08/mcmuffin-would-you-like-to-empty.html' title='McMuffin: Would you like to empty the contents of your stomach please?'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-6326734118406766654</id><published>2008-07-31T15:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T16:03:24.538-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag-Along</title><content type='html'>Today was a day for the green bills. I never knew how badly I needed clothing. So, got up early this morning, left early, got home much later. It's a warm, humid day that makes you want to curl up in a ball and take a nap - and I decided to go shopping and do speed changing in the fitting rooms. Insanity is not that far off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Not only that, I HATE spending money. I do like buying things for myself (I actually like buying things for other people much more) but afterwards, the numbers usually give me agita (google search it).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Note: I made off with a kick ass AC/DC tshirt for short change. Sweet. Vintage. [Still don't understand 'vintage', another fancy word for old? AC/DC was only the 80s, NOT old].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I have an essay to finish and have to post on &lt;a href="http://napalmandgraphite.blogspot.com"&gt;napalm and graphite&lt;/a&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay free. Love,&lt;br /&gt;            Napalm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-6326734118406766654?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/6326734118406766654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=6326734118406766654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/6326734118406766654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/6326734118406766654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2008/07/tag-along.html' title='Tag-Along'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-8053658942915635286</id><published>2008-07-29T17:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T17:52:01.630-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New England'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>Summer Drag</title><content type='html'>Could it possibly be that I am the only person who enjoys the slowly painful sweat-filled days of the summer? It's true, I love the dog days but it seems the people I surround myself are too busy complaining. Now when the 8 degrees without wind chill influence days roll around the end of this autumn begin, who will be complaining? The same ones complaining about the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just can't seem to win with some people. Maybe that's typical New England. No, I can't say that. New Englanders are some of the best, most laid back bunch around; taking one thing after another in stride. Guess there's a few people who need to take a ride of the Waaahmbulance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy it while it lasts.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://napalmandgraphite.blogspot.com/"&gt;Napalm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-8053658942915635286?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/8053658942915635286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=8053658942915635286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/8053658942915635286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/8053658942915635286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-drag.html' title='Summer Drag'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-5378616362337757929</id><published>2008-07-27T23:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T23:32:35.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>napalm and graphite</title><content type='html'>Finally, the second blog is born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://napalmandgraphite.blogspot.com/"&gt;napalm and graphite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog description is the first post on the page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lot o' love.&lt;br /&gt;-Napalm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-5378616362337757929?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/5378616362337757929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=5378616362337757929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/5378616362337757929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/5378616362337757929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2008/07/napalm-and-graphite.html' title='napalm and graphite'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-6727598440731649505</id><published>2008-07-27T20:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T20:47:08.147-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I've had a lot of messages sent my way about why I don't do certain things with my blog. The only answer and advice that I have for those who present these suggestions in a not-so-nice manner: You can always create a blog of your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take any constructive criticism you have, but don't talk out of the lower end of your anatomy. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all.&lt;br /&gt;-Napalm&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/524400036500478930-6727598440731649505?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/6727598440731649505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=6727598440731649505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/6727598440731649505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/6727598440731649505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2008/07/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-4255911772022902095</id><published>2008-07-22T23:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:59:26.525-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Novacaine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Descendents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dentist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Punk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyric of the Day'/><title type='text'>Alien Abduction?/ Lyrics of the Day 22 July, 2008</title><content type='html'>No, not an abduction. Just the light staring down at you from a seat in the dentist chair. And I have one tip for those who easily take to Novocaine (I usually don't but guess something else was going on with my body today). If you take easily to it, blow your nose before your appointment. Do not laugh. Today the entire right side of my face went numb and I was concerned that I couldn't breathe through my nose, let alone control want substances may escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I shared that anecdote of my day, now for my usual lazy cop-out (a.k.a lyrics).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DESCENDENTS LYRICS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" 'Merican"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We flipped our finger to the king of england&lt;br /&gt;Stole our country from the indians&lt;br /&gt;With god on our side and guns in our hands&lt;br /&gt;We took it for our own&lt;br /&gt;A nation dedicated to liberty&lt;br /&gt;Justice and equality&lt;br /&gt;Does it look that way to you?&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't look that way to me&lt;br /&gt;The sickest joke I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen up man, I'll tell you who I am&lt;br /&gt;Just another stupid american&lt;br /&gt;You don't wanna listen&lt;br /&gt;You don't wanna understand&lt;br /&gt;So finish up your drink and go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come from the land of Ben Franklin&lt;br /&gt;Twain and Poe and Walt Whitman&lt;br /&gt;Otis Redding, Ellington,&lt;br /&gt;The country that I love&lt;br /&gt;But it's a land of the slaves and the ku klux klan&lt;br /&gt;Haymarket riot and the great depression&lt;br /&gt;Joe McCarthy, Vietnam&lt;br /&gt;The sickest joke I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud and ashamed&lt;br /&gt;Every fourth of july&lt;br /&gt;You got to know the truth&lt;br /&gt;Before you say that you got pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the cops got tanks 'cause the kids got guns&lt;br /&gt;Shrinks pushin' pills on everyone&lt;br /&gt;Cancer from the ocean, cancer from the sun&lt;br /&gt;Straight to Hell we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus 2x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SIamXWNyfiI/AAAAAAAAAEI/3TzwusfIUxc/s1600-h/descendents.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SIamXWNyfiI/AAAAAAAAAEI/3TzwusfIUxc/s320/descendents.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226047337640656418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-4255911772022902095?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/4255911772022902095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=4255911772022902095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/4255911772022902095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/4255911772022902095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2008/07/alien-abduction-lyrics-of-day-22-july.html' title='Alien Abduction?/ Lyrics of the Day 22 July, 2008'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SIamXWNyfiI/AAAAAAAAAEI/3TzwusfIUxc/s72-c/descendents.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-3519125497571681146</id><published>2008-07-15T12:04:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T12:53:10.542-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyric of the Day'/><title type='text'>Stretched Thin/Lyrics of the Day 15 July 2008</title><content type='html'>Some thing has to be going on when it's been a long week and it's only Tuesday. One word can explain it all- money. Do I really need to go any further? Being a college student without any money is not a good place to be, stress-level-wise and employers around here are purposely (not all but most I applied to) waiting for a time when there are less college students around. I suspect it has something to do with the fact they want an employee that's a bit more long-term. Forget the fact that I actually EARNED a high school diploma the first time around and that I probably have more volunteer experience than the typical teenager, but since I've never had a legal job (under the table) and am leaving at the end of August - I'm not worth giving a shot. I don't know, it's just tiring...and I'm in debt before I even step foot on campus because of the usual student loans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, returning to my usual sanity provider; I'm going to throw on the headphones and breathe deeply ha ha. Here are the lyrics of the day and maybe I'll add a video for you. Courtesy of the all-powerful YouTube and my YouTube account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Joe Strummer &amp;amp; the Mescaleros Lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Redemption Song"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Original by Bob Marley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;pre class="lyrics"&gt;Old pirates yes they rob I&lt;br /&gt;Sold I to the merchant ships&lt;br /&gt;Minutes after they took I&lt;br /&gt;From the bottomless pit&lt;br /&gt;But my hand was made strong&lt;br /&gt;By the hand of the almighty&lt;br /&gt;We forward in this generation&lt;br /&gt;Triumphantly&lt;br /&gt;Won't you help to sing, these songs of freedom&lt;br /&gt;Cause all I ever had, redemption songs&lt;br /&gt;Redemption songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery&lt;br /&gt;None but ourselves can free our minds&lt;br /&gt;Have no fear for atomic energy&lt;br /&gt;Cause none of them can stop the time&lt;br /&gt;How long shall they kill our prophets&lt;br /&gt;While we stand aside and look&lt;br /&gt;Some say it's just a part of it&lt;br /&gt;We've got to fulfill the book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So won't you help to sing, these songs of freedom&lt;br /&gt;Cause all I ever had, redemption songs&lt;br /&gt;Redemption songs, redemption songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old pirates yes they rob I&lt;br /&gt;Sold I to the merchant ships&lt;br /&gt;Minutes after they took I&lt;br /&gt;From the bottomless pit&lt;br /&gt;How long shall they kill our prophets&lt;br /&gt;While we stand aside and look&lt;br /&gt;Some say it's just a part of it&lt;br /&gt;We've got to fulfill the book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So won't you help to sing, these songs of freedom&lt;br /&gt;Cause all I ever had, these songs of freedom&lt;br /&gt;Cause all I ever had, redemption songs&lt;br /&gt;These songs of freedom, these songs of freedom&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E4HNE2bvRF8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E4HNE2bvRF8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-3519125497571681146?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/3519125497571681146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=3519125497571681146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3519125497571681146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3519125497571681146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2008/07/stretched-thinlyrics-of-day-15-july.html' title='Stretched Thin/Lyrics of the Day 15 July 2008'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-9072225456271628061</id><published>2008-07-07T15:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:59:27.043-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Negative Outlook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Punk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyric of the Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Unseen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boston'/><title type='text'>Lyrics of the Day: 7 July, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SHJ1ttcQ52I/AAAAAAAAADg/V84-hiOHQBQ/s1600-h/unseen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SHJ1ttcQ52I/AAAAAAAAADg/V84-hiOHQBQ/s320/unseen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220364346228533090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/HP_ADM%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-20.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Unseen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Negative Outlook"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SHJ1zMsGoCI/AAAAAAAAADo/XXH3EedfrMo/s1600-h/unseen2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SHJ1zMsGoCI/AAAAAAAAADo/XXH3EedfrMo/s320/unseen2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220364440515813410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  I think so fucking hard my heads gonna explode.&lt;br /&gt;The hate replaces blood, and it's all that I know.&lt;br /&gt;Your words mean total nothing our existence is corruption&lt;br /&gt;That's how I see it why don't you give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;Sadness becomes anger and I don't ask why.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen so much truth theirs no more tears to cry.&lt;br /&gt;It ran out years ago the wells gone dry&lt;br /&gt;I no longer care and now I realize I have a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negative outlook&lt;br /&gt;That's why I have a&lt;br /&gt;Negative outlook&lt;br /&gt;And it wont change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I really care sometimes I wish I could&lt;br /&gt;Then I think what I despise and it feels really good.&lt;br /&gt;I wont worship false power as you destroy earth.&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a damn what you say its worth.&lt;br /&gt;What makes me feel this way. what have I become.&lt;br /&gt;The seasons still change but the damage is done.&lt;br /&gt;Its just another culture forced to die.&lt;br /&gt;No cares no conscience I'm desensitized with a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negative outlook&lt;br /&gt;That's why I have a&lt;br /&gt;Negative outlook&lt;br /&gt;And it wont change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is how I realized I am negative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SHJ18EEY-9I/AAAAAAAAADw/pOHN45R5Ilg/s1600-h/unseen3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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THE BASTARDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LYRICS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SGlQZg6u4zI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RMQBjxu1tHU/s1600-h/lars3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SGlQZg6u4zI/AAAAAAAAADQ/RMQBjxu1tHU/s320/lars3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217790042548658994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Campbell, CA"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SGlP6s70drI/AAAAAAAAADA/4lGfkPm8c74/s1600-h/lars2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SGlP6s70drI/AAAAAAAAADA/4lGfkPm8c74/s320/lars2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217789513198499506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  Well the light from the alleys brings warmth to the night&lt;br /&gt;We're meager disciples they gather in rite&lt;br /&gt;It's time for the indignant paupers to speak&lt;br /&gt;This town belongs to me&lt;br /&gt;The gravel lines archways&lt;br /&gt;The perilous streets were desperate deeds&lt;br /&gt;Find buyers in heaps&lt;br /&gt;God bless the concrete and chaos it keeps&lt;br /&gt;This town belongs to me&lt;br /&gt;The wind from the ocean it whistles in trees&lt;br /&gt;My mouth stagnated by the cold that is brings&lt;br /&gt;The end of the world is closer than it seems&lt;br /&gt;This town belongs to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/SGlQfWJAWEI/AAAAAAAAADY/YmQ9p5slbQU/s1600-h/larsfrederkisen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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I know, I'm a bit late but I'm a slow blogger. But this is for George Carlin. One hell of a comedian. Abso-fuckin-lutely hilarious. If you've never heard/seen his stand up I command thee to leave now to search his name on YouTube.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of my favourite Carlin quotes. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.radford.edu/~wkovarik/class/images/carlin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Scientists announced today that they have discovered a cure for apathy. However, they claim no one has shown the slightest interest in it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When cheese gets it's picture taken, what does it say?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Frisbeetarianism is the belief that when you die, your soul goes up on the roof and gets stuck.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Procrastination is the art of keeping up with yesterday.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Men are from Earth, women are from Earth. Deal with it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src= "http://members.cox.net/jritland1/images/GeorgeCarlin/GeorgeCarlin-L1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The very existence of flame-throwers proves that some time, somewhere, someone said to themselves, You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I'm just not close enough to get the job done.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Always do whatever's next.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t sweat the petty things and don't pet the sweaty things.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src= "http://images.usatoday.com/life/_photos/2006/06/13/carlin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I think people should be allowed to do anything they want. We haven't tried that for a while. Maybe this time it'll work.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I went to a bookstore and asked the saleswoman, "Where's the self-help section?" She said if she told me, it would defeat the purpose.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“God had intended us not to masturbate he would've made our arms shorter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src= "http://img80.exs.cx/img80/8324/georgecarlinstandingmug2jh.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Women like silent men, they think they're listening."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src= "http://www.fromthevaultradio.org/home/wp-content/images/FTV024_George%20Carlin/george%20carlin%2003%20extra%20goofy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Electricity is really just organized lightning."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fighting for peace is like fucking(or screwing) for virginity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you can't beat them, arrange to have them beaten."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many more I could list, including his amazing 7 words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BTyzTJTNhNk&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BTyzTJTNhNk&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But truly, google him, YouTube him, search him wherever. Love him. You can't deny it. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src= "http://images.evalu8.org/images/george-carlin400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P. &lt;b&gt;George Denis Patrick Carlin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 12, 1937 - June 22, 2008&lt;br /&gt;Sorry you got stuck on the roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.georgecarlin.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-5176506768417156241?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/5176506768417156241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=5176506768417156241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/5176506768417156241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/5176506768417156241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-if-there-were-no-hypothetical.html' title='What if there were no hypothetical questions?'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-9082053266992361395</id><published>2008-06-13T02:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T02:57:42.270-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Operation Ivy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interpunk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rancid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Punk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dave Mello'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesse Michaels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tim Armstrong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matt Freeman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bands'/><title type='text'>Internet Window Shopping: My Musical Loves</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;I usually never read the band descriptions on interpunk.com...I don't even have a credit card to buy anything off of interpunk but I was sticker searching (Because I'm a sticker/patch whore) and decided if there was a band I'd click on...it'd be OPIV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;Operation Ivy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;              &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I don't remember exactly how I met him; he was just that bouncy, floppy kid who always had a smile and some excited words for everyone that first spring at Gilman. I knew he'd played in a band called Basic Radio, and I knew that he was bummed that they'd broken up. Then I went away for three months, and when I got back the first thing I heard was that there was this great new band at Gilman called Operation Ivy and that they were playing that night. When I got to Gilman, there was Tim out front, only now he wanted to be called Lint, and he was more excited than I'd ever seen him. "I got a new band, Larry. It's called..." Yeah, you got it. I went inside and watched one of the most amazing shows I'd ever seen, and when Tim got off stage and asked me what I thought, I said, "Let's make a record." At the time there was no Lookout Records, and I didn't have the slightest idea how such a record would ever come about, but I just knew it had to. How important were Operation Ivy to Lookout Records and the whole East Bay scene? I kind of doubt we'd even be here without them. Tim and Matt went on to form Rancid and gain even more fame, but they never forgot their roots: listen to them sing about the Operation Ivy story on the Rancid song "Journey To The End Of The East Bay," where Tim proclaims about Gilman: "That place was sacred ground to me." But though Tim and Matt are the Op Ivy alumni that everyone knows about, it would be foolish indeed to forget Jesse Michaels, who not only penned their brilliant and evocative lyrics and sung them in a passionate, instantly recognizable voice that could soar from throaty growl to angelic innocence in the turn of a phrase, but also created all the artwork that now adorns punkers' shirts and packs around the globe. Anchored by the seemingly effortless, but never less than excellent drumming of Dave Mello, Operation Ivy came and went with the fleeting incandescence of a comet that will remain emblazoned forever on the consciousness of anyone who ever had the privilege of witnessing them in their glory. They stand, and undoubtedly always will, among the handful of bands that truly matter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vczI4OC5waG90b2J1Y2tldC5jb20vYWxidW1zL2xsMjAwL05hcGFsbUtyaXN0aS8/YWN0aW9uPXZpZXcmY3VycmVudD1vcGl2LmpwZw==" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i288.photobucket.com/albums/ll200/NapalmKristi/opiv.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-9082053266992361395?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/9082053266992361395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=9082053266992361395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/9082053266992361395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/9082053266992361395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2008/06/internet-window-shopping-my-musical.html' title='Internet Window Shopping: My Musical Loves'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-6683735094505639186</id><published>2008-05-29T01:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T01:40:27.533-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pigeons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shit'/><title type='text'>Consumerism &amp; Pigeon Shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You go to the mall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Park under the overhang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come back and there's pigeon shit on the windshield.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You suggest a change in construction/architecture to accommodate your aggravation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The pigeons weren't thinking about your comfort when you accommodated for your consumerist needs by building the concrete structure in their hypothetical 'living rooms'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The pigeons need to seriously lay down a "finders keepers" law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Man I'm ranting tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-6683735094505639186?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/6683735094505639186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=6683735094505639186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/6683735094505639186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/6683735094505639186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2008/05/consumerism-pigeon-shit.html' title='Consumerism &amp; Pigeon Shit'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-8767109234764871373</id><published>2008-02-04T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T18:49:15.173-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madrid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plaza Mayor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spain'/><title type='text'>I'm So Bored of the U.S.A.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not only is it the name of the Clash song I'm listening to it's also how I feel. I've been planning a 9-10 day trip to Spain for almost a year now and it's closer than ever. My flight leaves on Saturday February 16th and I'm dying to get out of here! haha I haven't traveled much (give me time I'm still young); been to 4 countries -soon to be 5 - outside of the United States. Just thought I'd share my current thought :) And I will most definitely post photos and news after my trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care,&lt;br /&gt;NAPALM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.learnspanishcourses.com/img/madrid/madrid.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-8767109234764871373?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/8767109234764871373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=8767109234764871373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/8767109234764871373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/8767109234764871373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-so-bored-of-usa.html' title='I&apos;m So Bored of the U.S.A.'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-5613135025628457874</id><published>2008-01-22T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T18:25:09.388-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hellcat Records'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lars Frederiksen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rancid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epitaph Records'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brenden Steickenert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brett Gurewitz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matt Freeman'/><title type='text'>Anticipations kills!! When?!? Tell me when!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RANCID ENTERS STUDIO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[parts excluded]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Band teams with Long-time Producer Brett Gurewitz to Record Follow-up to 2003's Acclaimed Indestructible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Los Angeles) The incomparable punk band &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rancid &lt;/span&gt;began recording today in a studio on the California coast with long-time friend, producer and label president Brett Gurewitz, who has worked with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rancid &lt;/span&gt;on virtually every record in their extensive, accomplished career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...a new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rancid &lt;/span&gt;record is different -something special, never hasty or perfunctory, as their fervent, untiring fans have learned over the years. A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rancid &lt;/span&gt;record is an organic thing, not cultivated, but rather harvested wild; filled to the brim with all the living done in between stints in the studio. This record will be no different. Sweated over, hammered out and brought forth, the yet untitled release will have all the hard knocks and big wins of lives lived prodigiously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Slated for a release later in the year on Epitaph/Hellcat, the new &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rancid &lt;/span&gt;record promises to be a phenomenal addition to a consistently exceptional career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For full article, see: &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/rancid"&gt;RANCID's MySpace Band Profile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Waiting patiently since 2003,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;Napalm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://http.dvlabs.com/havoctv/dvflv/music/Rancid_GGF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-5613135025628457874?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/5613135025628457874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=5613135025628457874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/5613135025628457874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/5613135025628457874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2008/01/anticipations-kills-when-tell-me-when.html' title='Anticipations kills!! When?!? Tell me when!!'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-547279001206171280</id><published>2008-01-21T18:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T18:51:05.048-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Napalm Kristi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Receiving Messages</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So earlier I received an email from someone who quickly scrolled through my blog. There comment was something along the lines of -why don't I have anything about current events or things that really matter? So I'm going to blog the answer. Why? Because this is a blog I created for myself and I clearly state in the description of it that it's just something for me to let my thoughts out on. They may not be life changing realizations nor may they be about politics, war, or any other event that's consider debatable and relevant...it's sort of like an online journal. To share my most ridiculous and random thoughts I choose to share. I apologize not every word that comes from my keyboard is a fragment of genius. I don't have many readers, most days no one even reads these posts of mine -but I don't mind....I still write like someone is reading just to do it....because I want to.&lt;br /&gt;Simple enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Napalm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/badatomic/My%202nd%20Album/rollingstone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-547279001206171280?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/547279001206171280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=547279001206171280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/547279001206171280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/547279001206171280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2008/01/receiving-messages.html' title='Receiving Messages'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/badatomic/My%202nd%20Album/th_rollingstone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-7849863978269265323</id><published>2008-01-21T11:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T11:53:34.204-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Missed Call'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chakushin ari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sequel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese Scifi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SciFi'/><title type='text'>One Missed Call...wtf?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok so I managed to forget about this movie coming out until I saw an advert. for it online...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when it comes out or if it's already...but if it is already and you've seen it -let me know what you think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guess is the U.S. fucked up another good movie from Japan that they should have just left alone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone remember &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chakushin ari&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;I bet not....or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chakushin ari 2&lt;/span&gt;? Are they going to screw over the sequel too? (even though the first was much better than the sequel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if I don't speak Japanese but I prefer a good movie in subtitles over a bad movie in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;that's it for this morning.&lt;br /&gt;take it easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-napalm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://hollywoodgothique.com/myPictures/onemissedcall2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-7849863978269265323?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/7849863978269265323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=7849863978269265323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/7849863978269265323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/7849863978269265323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2008/01/one-missed-callwtf.html' title='One Missed Call...wtf?'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-3588936730609956019</id><published>2008-01-07T17:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:28:30.123-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Napalm Kristi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Digital Camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Sky at Night: Socialist Poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Going Digital; and other things today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I finally got my digital camera and I'm like a kid with candy (hooray for outdated sayings).  Now I may actually be useful at events haha. As for now I'm finding anything and everything to take photos of. It's also going to be very helpful in my Graphic Arts and Animation classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On another note -no matter your political affiliation. If you're a fan of poetry, I suggest picking up  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Red Sky At Night: Socialist Poetry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I believe it has somewhere abouts 170+ poems and I'm slowly making my way through it a week after buying it. Absolutely love it -if you're a fan of poetry as always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-NAPALM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/badatomic/My%202nd%20Album/P1060014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-3588936730609956019?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/3588936730609956019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=3588936730609956019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3588936730609956019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3588936730609956019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2008/01/going-digital-and-other-things-today.html' title='Going Digital; and other things today'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/badatomic/My%202nd%20Album/th_P1060014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-3701306532295395988</id><published>2008-01-01T21:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T21:01:32.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy New Year&lt;br /&gt;Hope 2008 is better....&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/524400036500478930-3701306532295395988?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/3701306532295395988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=3701306532295395988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3701306532295395988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/3701306532295395988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008.html' title='2008'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-2801901970596572834</id><published>2007-12-09T21:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T21:57:14.588-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mac Danzig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UFC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ultimate Fighter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jon Koppenhaver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='War Machine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jared Rollins'/><title type='text'>The Ultimate Fighter Season 6</title><content type='html'>If only War Machine could keep his sh!t together....&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to see him with the title. At least it went to Mac Danzig. Can't wait to see him at 155.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;War put a beatdown on J-Roc last night haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/badatomic/My%202nd%20Album/1538956948_l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-2801901970596572834?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/2801901970596572834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=2801901970596572834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/2801901970596572834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/2801901970596572834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2007/12/ultimate-fighter-season-6.html' title='The Ultimate Fighter Season 6'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/badatomic/My%202nd%20Album/th_1538956948_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-5416946627089442513</id><published>2007-11-27T17:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T17:30:10.650-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ska'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Operation Ivy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Punk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyric of the Day'/><title type='text'>Lyrics of the Day haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;" class="std_font"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;"Freeze Up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.operationivy.com"&gt;Operation Ivy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/HP_ADM%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-17.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bizzazz.net/sticker/operation-ivy_rude.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt;Empty factories to the east and all our waste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; The shape of things that came shows on the broken workers face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; To the west you'll find our silicon promised lands where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; Machines replace our minds for systematic profit plans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; The course of human progress staggers like a drunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; Its steps are quick and heavy and its mind is slow and blunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; I look for optimism but I just dont know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; Its seeds are planted in a poison place where nothing grows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; &lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; It's 1989 stand up and take a look around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; Weathers bitter tension it seems is sinking down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; Drunk with power and fighting one another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; Every hour shows the winter getting harder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; There's a freeze up coming... &lt;i&gt;[ad libs]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; One nation stands the tallest radiating blinding light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; Plastic and fluorescent energy robbing us of sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; Set in our way content with our decay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; We wave the flag of freedom as we conquer and invade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; Ever ask yourself where's my place in this hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; But no ones there to tell you cuz they dont know that themselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; The well rehearsed lines from our elated politicians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; No longer offer solace we can see the self destruction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; &lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; Just one political song, just one political song &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; to drop into the list that stretches years and years long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; Static and division is increasing like a storm, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; we are shelter, we are forewarned, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; nothing can be changed except ourselves, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; nothing can be changed except ourselves, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; There's a freeze up coming... &lt;i&gt;[ad libs]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-5416946627089442513?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/5416946627089442513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=5416946627089442513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/5416946627089442513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/5416946627089442513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2007/11/lyrics-of-day-haha.html' title='Lyrics of the Day haha'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-8285403334359040103</id><published>2007-11-08T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T21:38:25.122-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Devils'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paul Scholes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Premiership'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manchester United'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ryan Giggs'/><title type='text'>For the love of RED</title><content type='html'>My team, my players.&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glory Glory Man Utd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d3bHIvhyF_8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d3bHIvhyF_8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul Scholes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/badatomic/My%202nd%20Album/1414178715_l.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0_I7UYv23AU&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0_I7UYv23AU&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Giggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/badatomic/My%202nd%20Album/RyanGiggs.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MfiiGIJ9WVI&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MfiiGIJ9WVI&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-8285403334359040103?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/8285403334359040103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=8285403334359040103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/8285403334359040103'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-7859125714035214513</id><published>2007-10-26T19:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T19:04:10.147-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drawing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/badatomic/Art%20Stuff/OwensCladdagh.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-7859125714035214513?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/7859125714035214513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=7859125714035214513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/7859125714035214513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/7859125714035214513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/2007/10/drawing.html' title='Drawing'/><author><name>napalm kristi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09023283366829774924</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v_G7ZUTYl88/TR_scgur7pI/AAAAAAAAASg/Q-Qtffdrjgs/S220/2010-12-29%2B03-46-53.036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/badatomic/Art%20Stuff/th_OwensCladdagh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-524400036500478930.post-2349944554893878748</id><published>2007-10-14T19:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T19:10:20.002-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Napalm Kristi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trick or Treat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Image'/><title type='text'>Image</title><content type='html'>The latest image in my arsenal that I wanted to share with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't take candy from strangers" haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y254/badatomic/takingcandyfromstrangers.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is composed of images.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/524400036500478930-2349944554893878748?l=disparateaggregate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disparateaggregate.blogspot.com/feeds/2349944554893878748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=524400036500478930&amp;postID=2349944554893878748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/524400036500478930/posts/default/2349944554893878748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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