<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215</id><updated>2011-06-23T14:03:00.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaq's Random Crap</title><subtitle type='html'>This will be my new journal. Yea!! Umm... Have fun reading about me! And also, go to www.freewebs.com/nameless3. Its my site and stuff! Also, got to www.livejournal.com/users/jaq_halogen/ to read even more about me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-112371071570852922</id><published>2005-08-10T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T14:51:55.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A message from kendrian</title><content type='html'>At Otakon 2004, a close friend was attending the karaoke event on Saturday evening. The music was loud enough to make it difficult to keep track of things going on around her, and she was dragged into an adjacent room and raped. The person who did this to her was never apprehended, since he disappeared directly afterward and nobody had noticed anything. There weren't enough people maintaining the room to hear her cries for help. She never reported the attack to the con or to the police. We here only heard about it from her a couple months or so ago, when she finally told Kendrian about the attack. She refuses to come forward, instead wishing to put it all behind herWe've tried on numerous occasions to contact the Otakon chairs about this occurrence. It wasn't until shortly after ConnectiCon 2005 that we finally heard from someone - Otakon's lawyer. I won't go into the details of the emails between us, except to say that they were very defensive and dismissive of the claims. They demanded that we explain our expertise in rape cases ( a claim we never made). They demanded the name of the victim. And, as we repeatedly told the lawyer, she refused to come forward. All we wanted was to inform Otakon of the event and ask that they look into providing increased security. That they try to make sure that unused rooms are kept either locked or under watch. Needless to say, I've been very upset with this response.It's been a couple of weeks and we've had no further contact from the lawyer or Otakon. I spoke directly with many of the other webcomic artists that attended ConnectiCon and will be attending Otakon and asked them to, if they get the chance and if they're willing, talk with any staff member about the security at the con. Also that they give a general "con safety" warning to their readers.I'm also now going to ask similar of you readers. If you're at Otakon this year, and have a website or blog or similar, please clone this post or &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/oni_chan/69120.html"&gt;Oni_Chan's&lt;/a&gt; (whose words I'm using here for the most part. She's far more articulate than I). While you're at the con, and wish to, ask a staff member about their security measures this year. If you see an unattended open room in a high risk area (ie. loud places like the karaoke room, or out-of-the-way rooms) inform a staff member about it. And remember these general guidelines:&lt;br /&gt;Use the buddy system. Not just outside the convention center, but inside as well.&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of whether it goes with your costume or not, carry a rape whistle (mace too if it's not against the safety guidelines).&lt;br /&gt;If you have a cell phone, make sure your friends have the number and that the damned thing is turned on.&lt;br /&gt;Be smart. Just because the Naruto cosplayer you met an hour ago seems cool, doesn't mean you'd be safe alone with him. Most people seem to be under the impression that anime fans are harmless. What happened last year proves otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;Be Safe,WolfBoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-112371071570852922?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/112371071570852922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=112371071570852922' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/112371071570852922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/112371071570852922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2005/08/message-from-kendrian.html' title='A message from kendrian'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-112352910582671327</id><published>2005-08-08T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T12:25:05.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss CTY; and I miss the Passionfruit</title><content type='html'>Well, I got back from CTY yesterday, and of course, with homecoming, comes the depression. Eveybody was so cool, and I miss them all so much. I love those guys, I really do. Like, in a way uncomprehendable by those who havent expirienced it. Its a higher kind of friendship. One untainted by... anything. Its impossible to explain if you haven't actually felt it. Ask anyone. Anyone who's gone to CTY will tell you the same thing. Its like, a diffrent plane of existance. Its not real... If you're not there... no... thats no it... I... It can't be explained. Like, there's certain... "things" that only CTYers can... [i]know[/i]. Other people can... get something... similar, but... nevemind. I miss everyone so, so much. 'Course, right now, I'm listening to (part of) the canon over and over, so that isn't helping the whole "I miss CTY" thing too much. *sigh* Too many cool people to list here. You know who you are. I miss you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-112352910582671327?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/112352910582671327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=112352910582671327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/112352910582671327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/112352910582671327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-miss-cty-and-i-miss-passionfruit.html' title='I miss CTY; and I miss the Passionfruit'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-112015665278548987</id><published>2005-06-30T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T11:37:32.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My pets.</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- BEGIN bunnyhero labs pet code --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/showpet.php?b=bWM9ZG9nLnN3ZiZjbHI9MHgyODI4MjgmY249ZmVucmlyJmFuPWphcSBoYWxvZ2Vu"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/petimage/bWM9ZG9nLnN3ZiZjbHI9MHgyODI4MjgmY249ZmVucmlyJmFuPWphcSBoYWxvZ2Vu.png" width="250" height="300" border="0" alt="my pet!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- END bunnyhero labs pet code --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- BEGIN bunnyhero labs pet code --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/showpet.php?b=bWM9dGlnZXIuc3dmJmNscj0weDcwNzI3MiZjbj1sb2tpJmFuPWphcSBoYWxvZ2Vu"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/petimage/bWM9dGlnZXIuc3dmJmNscj0weDcwNzI3MiZjbj1sb2tpJmFuPWphcSBoYWxvZ2Vu.png" width="250" height="300" border="0" alt="my pet!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- END bunnyhero labs pet code --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-112015665278548987?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/112015665278548987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=112015665278548987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/112015665278548987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/112015665278548987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-pets.html' title='My pets.'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-111815917997637424</id><published>2005-06-07T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T08:46:19.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finals</title><content type='html'>Okay, yeah, I know everyone bitches about finals, but C'MON! THEY'RE FINALS! They'd kill you if they had arms. Its true. They would. It has been proven. By Stephen Heintz. And we all know that he is &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; most reliable source on the internet. For, just about anything. Ever. But yeah, I hate finals. This is my second day of tests. I took English and Biology on monday, and today I took Algebra. Tomorrow I've got History and French and jack shit on thursday. After the stupid awards thingy on friday, &lt;strong&gt;I'M A FREE MAN!!! WWWWHHHHHOOOOOOO!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; I hate this school. So much. Anyways, I'ma go eat luch, 'cause I've got my french oral exam after that. L9erz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-111815917997637424?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/111815917997637424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=111815917997637424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/111815917997637424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/111815917997637424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2005/06/finals.html' title='Finals'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-111498607107049546</id><published>2005-05-01T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T19:17:50.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soooo amazing</title><content type='html'>I am about as happy as I can be right now. Not to say I'm as happy as I've ever been, thats wrong, nor am I as happy as I ever will be, thats probably wrong too, but I am very very happy right now. See, I didn't say it when it happened, 'cause I haven't had much time recently what with my chillen' time, my sleepin' time, my talkin' time, my gamin' time and whatnot, I havn't really marked down a "journal time". And I prolly never will. But anyway! You remember my friends Liz and Kristin? Well, about a week or 2 ago (I think 2) I called her and asker her out. She said yes!! And you wouldn't belive it! She's pretty, smart, likes a lot of the same stuff I do, and she's just all-around great. I would say I love her, but I don't want to jinx it! ~_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: After being informed that this post is a little unclear as to who "she" is, its Kristin. And she's awesome. Thank you Liz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-111498607107049546?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/111498607107049546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=111498607107049546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/111498607107049546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/111498607107049546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2005/05/soooo-amazing.html' title='soooo amazing'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-111318116805192955</id><published>2005-04-10T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T17:59:28.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RPing</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (1:05:39 AM): *walks down the road*  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;placidmage&lt;/strong&gt; (1:06:07 AM): *sits in a tree by the side of the road*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (1:06:45 AM): *continues walking, passing Sasuke*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kthajon&lt;/strong&gt; (1:06:53 AM): *looks around for hot springs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;placidmage&lt;/strong&gt; (1:06:59 AM): Idiot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (1:07:34 AM): Have you seen my servant anywhere? the onna? ((onna = woman))&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (1:08:19 AM): ((oh, and I was talking to sasuke.. really))&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;placidmage&lt;/strong&gt; (1:08:56 AM): Yes, and no. I saw Yukimura with that lady, but I don't care where they went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (1:09:23 AM): hn *looks annoyed and walks towards the town*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kthajon&lt;/strong&gt; (1:10:17 AM): *runs after kyo* so yuya-han's missing?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (1:11:34 AM): *continues walking*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;placidmage&lt;/strong&gt; (1:12:24 AM): Hey! *jumps out of the tree, yelling after Kyo* You're not going to go after them are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (1:13:06 AM): why not? I need my onna don't I? plus, dog-face is the one who pays for our sake&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (1:14:29 AM): *stops* are you going to stop me?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;placidmage&lt;/strong&gt; (1:17:01 AM): dog-face *huffs* no, of course not. I'm just not sure where they went myself. But I won't let you hurt Yukimura.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Kthajon&lt;/strong&gt; (1:19:24 AM): well, if yukimura-han tries to keep me away from my yuya-han, then someone's gonna get hurt, brat&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (1:20:52 AM): *looks at both of them like they're idiots and keeps walking* He'll get hurt if he gets in my way. No one gets in my way, got it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kthajon&lt;/strong&gt; (1:21:10 AM): *follows kyo*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;placidmage&lt;/strong&gt; (1:21:33 AM): Don't call me that! And Yukimura would hurt you first! *sees everyone walking away* Hey!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;AlexsAutumn&lt;/strong&gt; (1:22:26 AM): .:A road, and it seemed that people walked on roads. How, quaint, at least, that was as sarcastic as he could muster up the energy for. And hark, there was a group of what appeared to be imbeciles, plus Kyo, walking down said roa-&lt;strong&gt;AlexsAutumn&lt;/strong&gt; (1:23:01 AM): d they made enough noise to scar away the birds, the animals, probably any person with a shred of sanity. Bitch bitch bitch, moan moan moan, even Hotaru, in his rather bland moment of 'ooo, stop and smell the flowers because I hav-&lt;strong&gt;AlexsAutumn&lt;/strong&gt; (1:23:36 AM): e nothing else to do at the moment' was contemplating fleeing before their stupidity washed over him. Except, there was Kyo. And he still seemed to be trying to either coexist with the pansy or something. He wasn't Kyo, it -&lt;strong&gt;AlexsAutumn&lt;/strong&gt; (1:24:02 AM): seemed, at least, to Hotaru. So he was stuck, much like a deer in front of a nighttime carivan or explosion of fire from an unknown source (*coughcough*):.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;placidmage&lt;/strong&gt; (1:27:23 AM): Sasuke sighed unusually loudly for him and was about to dissapear into the woods he came from when he felt he was being watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (1:27:26 AM): *Kyo looked up ((from staring at his toes admirinly for about an hour, &gt;&gt;)) and stops*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kthajon&lt;/strong&gt; (1:27:58 AM): *tora stops and looks at kyo and sasuke* huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (1:28:04 AM): *puts hand on Tenryu* ((his sword))&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (1:28:41 AM): whoever is watching us, come out here now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AlexsAutumn&lt;/strong&gt; (1:28:58 AM): Arara~ .:Yes, Hotaru couldn't come up with anything more intelligent to say. His eyes drifted to Kyo's sword, rather... obsessively compulsively admiringly, actually, before the second thought that the sword could slice him in hal-&lt;strong&gt;AlexsAutumn&lt;/strong&gt; (1:29:33 AM): f floated through his mind. Eh. Oh well. With a shrug which only he saw, or something equally inane movement, he 'revealed' himself with much gusto. IE, a condescending look:.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AlexsAutumn&lt;/strong&gt; (1:29:39 AM): [ha, shorter for your speed and pleasure :D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kthajon&lt;/strong&gt; (1:30:10 AM): ((sounds like a condon for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kthajon&lt;/strong&gt; (1:30:11 AM): little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AlexsAutumn&lt;/strong&gt; (1:30:19 AM): [*giggle* XD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kthajon&lt;/strong&gt; (1:30:20 AM): peple))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AlexsAutumn&lt;/strong&gt; (1:30:31 AM): ['Condoms for Smell peckers' they sell those XD]&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (1:34:40 AM): Hotaru... *glares at Hotaru, warily-ish* what are you doing here?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Kthajon&lt;/strong&gt; (1:35:17 AM): *jumps* woah! hoatru-han, where's you come from?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;AlexsAutumn&lt;/strong&gt; (1:36:35 AM): .:He managed to keep the eyetwitch from overtaking his face, but it was apparent that he was not fond of the Kyo-gumi. Not at all, esepcially not at this moment.:. Kyo. What are you doing here? .:Yes, ignore Kyo's question, Hota- &lt;strong&gt;AlexsAutumn&lt;/strong&gt; (1:37:05 AM): ru had decided not to pay Kyo the attention he deserved since he became such a wishywashy person. Why, the glare wasn't even as half as evil as the old Kyo glare! Not at all!:.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;placidmage&lt;/strong&gt; (1:37:10 AM): *sasuke glares, thinking this might be a good thing to report to Yukimura, but he can't very well leave now that he's revealed his presence. That was careless*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Kthajon&lt;/strong&gt; (1:39:07 AM): Hey, hotaru-han, have you seen yuya-han? we can't find her anywhere ((Liz échoue la classe française))&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (1:41:51 AM): Hotaru, answer my question. *glares even more at Hotaru*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;AlexsAutumn&lt;/strong&gt; (1:43:06 AM): Why should I, Kyo~ .: Oh yes, Hotaru could drawl Kyo's name, pull on the o sound with his tongue and... sound really really gay in his head. Eh, oh well, moving on from that. He gave the glare a bland, yet again condescending loo-&lt;strong&gt;AlexsAutumn&lt;/strong&gt; (1:43:33 AM): k, and because he could decided to answer Idiot Number One's question:. I haven't seen the woman anywhere. .:He vaguely remembered the tramp...er, bounty hunter. Vaguely:.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;placidmage&lt;/strong&gt; (1:45:43 AM): Hmph *Sasuke knew no one here was smart enough to look to him for information about Yukimura, and stupid enough to believe that he didn't know anything, so he took this opportunity to sneak back into the forest....*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (1:48:02 AM): Hotaru, you are being a nuissance. If you don't know anything, than leave. *glares to teh Hotaru* I don't feel like dealing with you.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Kthajon&lt;/strong&gt; (1:49:30 AM): yuya-han!! *colapses to knees*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;AlexsAutumn&lt;/strong&gt; (1:49:57 AM): .:Arms crossed, he vaguely, yes, once again vaguely, contemplated starting a fight here. Just one of those 'mock your enemy' sort of fight. Nothing serious, except Kyo was... looking for something?:. You haven't asked me for any -&lt;strong&gt;AlexsAutumn&lt;/strong&gt; (1:50:29 AM): information that seems useful. .:All Kyo had asked is why he was here, nothing to do with anything else. For a moment he looked to the woods, and then back to Kyo. Silly, pansy, asshole-ish, Kyo:.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (1:52:56 AM): You my servant's question. If you don't have anything else to say about where my onna is, then you are of no use to me. *starts to turn away*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;placidmage&lt;/strong&gt; (1:53:53 AM): *still in the woods... somewhere. Actually, Sasuke was amused and stayed behind to watch the scene, but accidently makes a rustling noise in the brush*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (1:54:33 AM): *notices that.... the ninja-brat has left*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (1:54:41 AM): Kuso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (1:54:52 AM): *mutters that under his breath*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (1:55:00 AM): (( means "damn))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AlexsAutumn&lt;/strong&gt; (1:55:04 AM): Your onna. .:Hotaru repeated, in some sort of disbelief. What the hell? Kyo's onna? Had Hotaru been straight up with his gayness... er, we're not going to go there. Had Hotaru been thinking he would have thought that was odd. -&lt;strong&gt;AlexsAutumn&lt;/strong&gt; (1:55:51 AM): Instead he was having a bit of a brain stall.:. Ask the short annoying one. .:Er, meaning that ninja. What was his name? Eh, Hotaru couldn't keep track of people's names unless they were worth his energy to kill or something:.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (1:57:02 AM): Yes, my servant. I want sake, and that bitch took her wallet back.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Kthajon&lt;/strong&gt; (1:57:43 AM): hey brat do you at least remember where- *notices that the brat is gone* hey, where'd the kid go?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (1:58:33 AM): *looks around* That ninja-brat is here somewhere, I can tell that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AlexsAutumn&lt;/strong&gt; (1:58:42 AM): .:...yet again, Hotaru resisted the urge to roll his eyes. With a slight shake of annoyance he just started walking. Away from them, even turning his back on Kyo. HA, take that, MAJOR insult! Er, at least, that was in the back -&lt;strong&gt;AlexsAutumn&lt;/strong&gt; (1:58:44 AM): of his mind somewhere:/&lt;strong&gt;AlexsAutumn&lt;/strong&gt; (1:58:48 AM): :.**&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (2:00:12 AM): Hotaru, *turns to him, who is walking away* don't you dare walk away. I'm not done with you. You saw where the brat went, didn't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (2:00:21 AM): *looks pissed*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (2:00:58 AM): *is also having a horrible day so far, and Hotaru isn't making it any better, &gt;&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AlexsAutumn&lt;/strong&gt; (2:01:06 AM): .:A slow turn, and Hotaru gave Kyo one of THOSE smiles. No, not the gay lover affair smile, or the honey I'm home smile, but the 'Hahahaha, bitch' smile.:. The brat? Which one? &lt;strong&gt;AlexsAutumn&lt;/strong&gt; (2:01:28 AM): .:Could care less about Kyo-pansy's day:.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;placidmage&lt;/strong&gt; (2:04:05 AM): *Sasuke snickers, revealing his position standing in a tree, looking down on them* Well, that was interesting. But I won't let you kill yourselves before Yukimura has a chance to speak with you. And what luck! He sent me here so--&lt;strong&gt;placidmage&lt;/strong&gt; (2:04:41 AM): he could make a proposition to you all, but he won't meet with you here. Why don't you come into town. I'll meet you there on his behalf. *dissapears*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kthajon&lt;/strong&gt; (2:05:11 AM): hey! get back here you little brat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (2:05:23 AM): *glares at where Sasuke was*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;AlexsAutumn&lt;/strong&gt; (2:05:54 AM): .:Hotaru just...keeps walking. Towards town, coincidentally, but he didn't mean to. In fact, he meant to just wander off, AWAY from the group. Eh, Hotaru wasn't that bright sometimes:.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (2:07:39 AM): *starts to walk towards town.... coincedentally, somewhat following Hotaru ((didn't mean to)) *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (2:07:44 AM): Tora, come.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;AlexsAutumn&lt;/strong&gt; (2:08:05 AM): .:Hotaru's thoughts 'I feel as though I am being followed by idiots'...:.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kthajon&lt;/strong&gt; (2:08:14 AM): *follows kyo/hotaru* okay kyo-han&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;AlexsAutumn&lt;/strong&gt; (2:09:04 AM): .:Town. Hotaru hated 'Town'. Whatever the hell that was. Eh, a place people go and live and congregate and... dammit, why was he in town? Scowl.:. &lt;strong&gt;Legatosan12&lt;/strong&gt; (2:11:41 AM): *looks around and heads to a bar*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, it kinda died. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Key: Legatosan12 = Liz = awesome&lt;br /&gt;placidmage  = Terri =  awesome&lt;br /&gt;alexsautumn = crazy a.k.a anna = awesome&lt;br /&gt;kthajon = me = not awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, I cut out all the OOC, 'cause that would make it hella long. (There was A LOT of OOC. Like, 3 fangirls and 1 bi fanboy, and you get all kinds of crazyness goin' down)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-111318116805192955?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/111318116805192955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=111318116805192955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/111318116805192955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/111318116805192955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2005/04/rping.html' title='RPing'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-111109880977767761</id><published>2005-03-17T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T14:33:29.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>manga!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here lies the ideas notes on the manga history.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; It was unfinished,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; may it rest in peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wait- its not dead, its not even born yet.  Whatevesr. Here they be:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dogboy~&lt;br /&gt;one of 3 children&lt;br /&gt;the oldest&lt;br /&gt;he had a younger sister, and a baby brother&lt;br /&gt;he was the black sheep pf the family and was always getting into trouble with his masters&lt;br /&gt;despite the fact that he is bred with a dog, which is supposed to make them docile and faithful, he is rebellious and quite a prankster&lt;br /&gt;~family~&lt;br /&gt;            mother-1/2 cat&lt;br /&gt;            father-1/2 mouse&lt;br /&gt;            sister-1/2 owl&lt;br /&gt;            brother-1/2 dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History~&lt;br /&gt;~slaves~&lt;br /&gt;Because of the innate chaos in the formation of a anima-humans, a twin is nearly impossible.(.0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000001% chance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            ~types~&lt;br /&gt;            dog-obedient, loyal, brave, smart&lt;br /&gt;            cat-agile, survives longer falls, climbs well&lt;br /&gt;            rat/mouse-small, prefers darkness (mining etc.)&lt;br /&gt;            rhino/elephant-large, strong, slow, dumb&lt;br /&gt;            owl-fly, better hearing, silent, better night vision, better vision&lt;br /&gt;            gorilla-strong, smart, fast, kind&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~world~&lt;br /&gt;it is almost the year 4010 (approx, 4005)&lt;br /&gt;around the year 2010, the world was taken over by a mysterious organization of 20 men and women calling themselves the “industrial council”&lt;br /&gt;they hold all the strings, as they control all the major businesses&lt;br /&gt;            oil (all companies have merged)&lt;br /&gt;            water (has been industrialized at this point)&lt;br /&gt;            automobiles (all companies have been merged into one)&lt;br /&gt;            candy (see above)&lt;br /&gt;            medicine + health care&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/8797215-111109880977767761?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/111109880977767761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=111109880977767761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/111109880977767761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/111109880977767761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2005/03/manga.html' title='manga!'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-110996855326514139</id><published>2005-03-04T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T21:09:02.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="HASH(0x8b1b768)" src="http://images.quizilla.com/G/gloomfairie/1046222486_jack1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Jack the Ripper. Yours were some of the&lt;br /&gt;most brutal murders recorded in history--yet&lt;br /&gt;your case is still to this day unsolved. You&lt;br /&gt;came from out of the fog, killed violently and&lt;br /&gt;quickly and disappeared without a trace. Then&lt;br /&gt;for no apparent reason, you satisfy your blood&lt;br /&gt;lust with ever-increasing ferocity, culminating&lt;br /&gt;in the near destruction of your final victim,&lt;br /&gt;and then you vanish from the scene forever. The&lt;br /&gt;perfect ingredients for the perennial thriller.&lt;br /&gt;You are quite the mysteriously demented?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/gloomfairie/quizzes/Which%20Imfamous%20criminal%20are%20you?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Which Imfamous criminal are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="You are Cain!" src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/Aridice/1044861092_turescain3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats, you're Cain. Tragic, curious, cold, yet&lt;br /&gt;also tenderly caring--There's really not much&lt;br /&gt;explaining to do if you've read the manga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Aridice/quizzes/Which%20Count%20Cain%20Character%20are%20YOU?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Which Count Cain Character are YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/criminal/"&gt;&lt;img title="I am Truman." alt="I am Truman." src="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/images/criminal/g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/criminal/"&gt;Which Evil Criminal are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/"&gt;A Rum and Monkey crime.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="Vicious" src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/discoranger/1036304406_vicious.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Vicious from "Cowboy Bebop"!You are IRRITABLE evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/discoranger/quizzes/ANIME%20QUIZ%20-%20Which%20Evil%20Anime%20Badass%20Are%20You?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;ANIME QUIZ - Which Evil Anime Badass Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Depressed" src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PainfulBliss/1104181529_ed_answere.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your connection with darkness is through your&lt;br /&gt;depression. Hated, sad and often feeling&lt;br /&gt;lonely, there is only a few that appreciate the&lt;br /&gt;real you. You tend to keep to yourself and away&lt;br /&gt;from the world since you don't want to be hurt&lt;br /&gt;and betrayed again. Music gives you the&lt;br /&gt;understanding you need to get through, it's&lt;br /&gt;your "therapy". Or you express&lt;br /&gt;yourself through art or writing. Chances are&lt;br /&gt;you're also an anti-social person, who only&lt;br /&gt;likes being with close friends, if even that.&lt;br /&gt;The world has finally showed it's true face for&lt;br /&gt;you and you wish life wasn't this miserable to&lt;br /&gt;live through. Maybe you'll find happiness in&lt;br /&gt;the future, but right now you're just hiding&lt;br /&gt;away from the world. Who needs people anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/What%20is%20your%20connection%20with%20darkness?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What is your connection with darkness? (pics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought to you by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Official Survivor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations! You scored 75%! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Whether through ferocity or quickness, you made it out. You made the right choice most of the time, but you probably screwed up somewhere. Nobody's perfect, at least you're alive. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/mt_pics/773/773812361575599080/5349989821747660792-3.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-110996855326514139?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/110996855326514139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=110996855326514139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110996855326514139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110996855326514139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2005/03/quiz.html' title='Quiz!!'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-110928780137257395</id><published>2005-02-25T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T14:30:06.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>more of the quizzie thingies!^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Sol/quizzes/Schism%20Character%20Selector/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://louisville.edu/~labade01/apollo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You're Apollo. Easy going, laid-back, and friendly to everyone. Except those who would try to pull anything on those you care about, in which case you have no problems confronting them. You have a strong loyalty and 'Big Brother' attachment to those around you, and therefore do your best to help them in need.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://schism.lost-soleil.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Schism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt; quiz by &lt;b&gt;Sol&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;form action="http://chaz.bdmonkeys.net/battle.php" method="get"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="4" width="400" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="black"&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-SIZE: 16px; COLOR: red; FONT-FAMILY: 'times new roman'"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What Is Your Battle Cry?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ffbb77;"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 10px;font-family:'times new roman';font-size:16px;color:#000;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:old english text mt,old english text;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;unning across the desert, cutting down all who dare stand in the way using a piece of chainlink fence, cometh &lt;b&gt;Nameless3&lt;/b&gt;! 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Inreality you&lt;br /&gt;are a sweat girl...you really are. Somehow&lt;br /&gt;people just always manage to get on your nerves&lt;br /&gt;and you show them your temper or attitude. Its&lt;br /&gt;okay, we all have a temper and even though&lt;br /&gt;yours is raging it doesn't mean you have to&lt;br /&gt;change. People like girls with flavor and&lt;br /&gt;believe it or not most guys like a girl with a&lt;br /&gt;little spice.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is Your Older Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;a/&gt; quizzilla&lt;a/&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ummmmm........I'm a guy....T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Sycia/quizzes/Which%20of%20the%20Samurai%20Deeper%20Kyo%20Cast%20Are%20You?/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="Sarutobi Sasuke of Samurai Deeper Kyo" src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/Sycia/1046976795_sdk_sasuke.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Which of the Samurai Deeper Kyo Cast Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;brought to you by&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="HASH(0x8b1b768)" src="http://images.quizilla.com/G/gloomfairie/1046222486_jack1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Jack the Ripper. Yours were some of the&lt;br /&gt;most brutal murders recorded in history--yet&lt;br /&gt;your case is still to this day unsolved. You&lt;br /&gt;came from out of the fog, killed violently and&lt;br /&gt;quickly and disappeared without a trace. Then&lt;br /&gt;for no apparent reason, you satisfy your blood&lt;br /&gt;lust with ever-increasing ferocity, culminating&lt;br /&gt;in the near destruction of your final victim,&lt;br /&gt;and then you vanish from the scene forever. The&lt;br /&gt;perfect ingredients for the perennial thriller.&lt;br /&gt;You are quite the mysteriously demented?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/gloomfairie/quizzes/Which%20Imfamous%20criminal%20are%20you?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Which Imfamous criminal are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-110928780137257395?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/110928780137257395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=110928780137257395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110928780137257395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110928780137257395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2005/02/more-of-quizzie-thingies.html' title='more of the quizzie thingies!^^'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-110912143984022544</id><published>2005-02-22T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T17:17:19.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taken from Liz, who took it from Mezi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;01. love is wasted on the young.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 02. I love receiving presents.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 03. I don't like school.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 04. I like to walk at night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. I love all music. (even some country)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt; 06. I don't go to Church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;07. Fangirls scare me.&lt;br /&gt; 08. I greatly dislike it when people are bastardly to 'n00bs'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 09. I’m unemployed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I got into honors at my old school. (chestertown middle school, not that hard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. I can cook well enough.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. I like to read anything other than biographies and textbooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 13. I am a stubborn person.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt; 14. I am indifferent about my future.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. I feel trapped in life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 16. I haven't had a true girlfriend (more than 2 weeks) ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 17. I hate kids.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 18. I like RPGs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;19. People generally don't accept me for who I am.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. I almost never check my e-mails.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. I want to learn Japanese in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;22. I wish to learn the ways of the viking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. I want to go to Japan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. I wish to own a real battle axe.&lt;br /&gt;25. I wish to be called Jaq Halogen.&lt;br /&gt; 26. I hate it when girls wear a lot of makeup. Its just gross.&lt;br /&gt;27. I've falllen alseep in the car on the way to the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. I'm a weird person.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. I don't believe life is about setting goals.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. I've never read gravi, but would possibly be willing to do so. POSSIBLY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 31. I wish a certain someone would notice me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. I hate it when people tell me to plan ahead.&lt;br /&gt;  33. I love chaos.&lt;br /&gt;34. I wish I looked like Nny.&lt;br /&gt; 35. I want a monkey.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;36.I love horror movies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 37. I want a black trenchcoat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 38. People think I don’t care enough.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;39. Stereotypers annoy me...especially when they stereotype me for being a drug addict. (regardless of wether or not its true..... &gt;.&gt;;;)&lt;br /&gt; 40. I like to watch movies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 41. I have almost lost the ability to dream.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;42. I hate when people say suicide is their only chance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 43. I nearly cut off my manhood when I was little.&lt;br /&gt;44. Biggy is a horrible person.&lt;br /&gt;45. I used to like techno. (can you imagine?)&lt;br /&gt; 46. I'm asatru. (THATS RIGHT, A FILTHY HEATHEN!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 47. I. love .yaoi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;48. Loyalty and love are the same thing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;49. I think being an otaku nowadays is something to be proud of.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 50. I wanna see The Last Samurai.&lt;br /&gt;51. I nver get stage fright. (because I dont act)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 52. I live in this moment and through it, with my own hands.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. I am a gemini.&lt;br /&gt;54. I dislike shopping .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;55. Sometimes, I like to be alone than out and about.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. I love the fact that I'm messy.&lt;br /&gt; 57. I'm a tofui-holic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;58. I hate know-it-alls..especially when they're oh, so wrong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;59. I like when my friends write me letters and emails, it makes me feel special.&lt;br /&gt;60. I'm a hypocrite at times.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;61. I am sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt; 62. I don't believe in God. (the christian one anyways)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  63. I overreact about things sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 64. I keep my mangas safe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;65. I cannot remember (most of) my dreams.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;66. I don't necessarily hate the beach. I greatly dislike wearing bathing suits in public.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. I am VERY scared of clowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 68. I (sometimes) love being scared.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. I want to move to england.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;70. I have grey/green/blue eyes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 71. I love rain.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;72. I like cookies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 73. I feel like I don't fit in this world&lt;br /&gt; 74. I'm glad I have friends that never doubt our relationship. (at least, i think i have friends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;75. I've smoked, and probably will smoke.&lt;br /&gt; 76. I hate attention-needy people.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;77. I love to read, but for some reason I don't as much as I used to.&lt;br /&gt; 78. Nyaa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;79. I think if more men would crossdress, the world would be so much funnier. (i know this for a fact. i have done it and been around people doing it)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 80. I want more piercings on my ear.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  81. I hate performing.&lt;br /&gt; 82. I &lt;3 METAL.&lt;br /&gt;83. I never watch lifetime.&lt;br /&gt; 84. I've played FFVIII.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;85. I try to be realistic on realistic matters.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. FUCKING WITH MONKS IS ALWAYS FUN!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 87. I don’t oppose homosexual marriage.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 88. I have no clue what will happen at all in my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 89. I love to drink coffee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 90. I'm fairly independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;91. I'm lazy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 92. I usually don't eat a lot of ramen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;93. I procrastinate like you wouldn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;94. I love a good debate.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Life's perfect for regret. because if you don't regret, how will you know what was, is , or could have been important?&lt;br /&gt; 96. but I want to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 97. I scare myself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 98. I find people who have an irrational hatred towards something are imbeciles.&lt;br /&gt;99. People from teh USA are ignorant.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100. I don't want to sky dive.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101. Mydog has me wrapped around his paw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;102. Japan is not and never was a communist country.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;103. I hate being betrayed. (loathe actually)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;104. I love the communists and what they stand for.&lt;br /&gt;105. I could and have given up chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;106. I love sorbet.&lt;br /&gt;107. I love my dog.&lt;br /&gt;108. I write...alot.&lt;br /&gt;109. I always had recess when I was in 1st grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;110. I can hardly remember my past.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;111. I actually like my brother. (sometimes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;112. I love confrontation, when it's not stress.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;113. I'll probably work in a gaming/anime store like Piro from MegaTokyo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;114. I'm almost done with the survey.&lt;br /&gt;115. I am done with this survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-110912143984022544?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.livejournal.com/users/seiryuuneko/' title='Taken from Liz, who took it from Mezi.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/110912143984022544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=110912143984022544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110912143984022544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110912143984022544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2005/02/taken-from-liz-who-took-it-from-mezi.html' title='Taken from Liz, who took it from Mezi.'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-110859287639519827</id><published>2005-02-16T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T20:45:42.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing much to say today.</title><content type='html'>01. I miss somebody right now*&lt;br /&gt;02. I don't watch much TV these days* (TV is nothing but commercials and crap)&lt;br /&gt;03. I love olives&lt;br /&gt;04. I love sleeping*&lt;br /&gt;05. I own lots of books*&lt;br /&gt;06. I wear glasses and contact lenses&lt;br /&gt;07. I love to play video games*&lt;br /&gt;08. I've tried pot*&lt;br /&gt;09. I've watched porn movies*&lt;br /&gt;10. I have been in a threesome&lt;br /&gt;11. I am a virgin.*&lt;br /&gt;12. I believe honesty is usually the best policy&lt;br /&gt;13. I have acne free skin* (sorta)&lt;br /&gt;14. I support John Kerry*&lt;br /&gt;15. I curse frequently&lt;br /&gt;16. I have changed a lot mentally over the last year*&lt;br /&gt;17. I have a hobby*&lt;br /&gt;18. I am confused*&lt;br /&gt;19. I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me&lt;br /&gt;20. I'm really, really smart&lt;br /&gt;21. I've failed a class*&lt;br /&gt;22. I have a secret that I am ashamed to admit*&lt;br /&gt;23. I hate the rain&lt;br /&gt;24. I'm paranoid at times*&lt;br /&gt;25. I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost and scarring&lt;br /&gt;26. I need money right now*&lt;br /&gt;27. I love Sushi* (But said love makes me sad, as I am a vegan T-T)&lt;br /&gt;28. I talk really really fast&lt;br /&gt;29. I have fresh breath in the morning&lt;br /&gt;30. I have semi-long hair*&lt;br /&gt;31. I have lost money in Las Vegas (I wish)&lt;br /&gt;32. I have at least one Brother AND/OR Sister*&lt;br /&gt;33. I was born in a country outside of the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;34. I shave my legs (females) or face (males) on a regular basis&lt;br /&gt;35. I have a twin&lt;br /&gt;36. I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past&lt;br /&gt;37. I couldn't survive without Caller I.D.&lt;br /&gt;38. I like the way I look sometimes*&lt;br /&gt;39. I have lied to a good friend in the last 6 months*&lt;br /&gt;40. I know how to do cornrows&lt;br /&gt;41. I am usually pessimistic*&lt;br /&gt;42. I have a lot of mood swings*&lt;br /&gt;43. I think prostitution should be legalized*&lt;br /&gt;44. I think Britney Spears is hot* (what guy dosen't?)&lt;br /&gt;45. I have cheated on my significant other in the past year?&lt;br /&gt;46. I have a hidden talent&lt;br /&gt;47. I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have&lt;br /&gt;48. I think that I'm popular&lt;br /&gt;49. I am currently single* (I've been single for a long time)&lt;br /&gt;50. I have kissed someone of the same sex*&lt;br /&gt;51. I enjoy talking on the phone&lt;br /&gt;53. I love to shop&lt;br /&gt;54. I would rather shop than eat&lt;br /&gt;55. I would classify myself as ghetto&lt;br /&gt;56. I love the dentist&lt;br /&gt;57. I'm obsessed with Livejournal&lt;br /&gt;58. I don't hate anyone&lt;br /&gt;59. I'm a pretty good dancer&lt;br /&gt;60. I have regrets*&lt;br /&gt;61. I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother*&lt;br /&gt;62. I have a cell phone*&lt;br /&gt;63. I believe in God (is there like, an anti-star for this one?)&lt;br /&gt;64. I watch MTV on a daily basis (eeeeeeewwwwwww)&lt;br /&gt;65. I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months*&lt;br /&gt;66. I love drama*&lt;br /&gt;67. I have never been in a real relationship before*&lt;br /&gt;68. I've rejected someone before&lt;br /&gt;69. I currently have a crush on someone*&lt;br /&gt;70. I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;71. I want to have children in the future&lt;br /&gt;72. I have changed a diaper before&lt;br /&gt;73. I've been stopped by a cop* (not gonna say a thing except for; "pot")&lt;br /&gt;74. I bite my nails&lt;br /&gt;75. I am a member of the Tom Green fan club&lt;br /&gt;76. I am not allergic to anything&lt;br /&gt;77. I have a lot to learn* (understatement)&lt;br /&gt;78. I have dated someone at least 10 years older or younger (eeeeewwww)&lt;br /&gt;79. I love horror movies&lt;br /&gt;80. I am very shy around the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;81. I am online 24/7*&lt;br /&gt;82. I have at least 5 away messages saved*&lt;br /&gt;83. I have tried alcohol or drugs before* (Vodka is good!^^ and pot)&lt;br /&gt;84. I have made a move on a friend's significant other in the past&lt;br /&gt;85. I own the "South Park" movie&lt;br /&gt;86. I have avoided assignments to be on Livejournal* (I'll avoid assignments to do anything)&lt;br /&gt;87. I love chinese food*&lt;br /&gt;88. I enjoy some country music* (johny cash)&lt;br /&gt;90. I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza&lt;br /&gt;91. I overanalyze* (and a 3 week college-level psych course dosn't help)&lt;br /&gt;92. I'm obsessive, anal retentive, and often a perfectionist&lt;br /&gt;93. I have used my sexuality to advance my career~ (can guys do that?)&lt;br /&gt;94. I am addicted to something*&lt;br /&gt;95. I wish I was taller*&lt;br /&gt;96. Halloween is awesome because you get free candy/get a costume&lt;br /&gt;97. I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it&lt;br /&gt;98. I have dated a close friend's ex (wanted to once, but didn't)&lt;br /&gt;99. I've broken a bone&lt;br /&gt;100. I have thrown up as a result of alcohol* (not all its cracked up to be)&lt;br /&gt;101. I have snuck out of my house before* (one word: boozen')&lt;br /&gt;102. I'm happy as of this moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" width="400" border="1"  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#99ffff;"&gt;I Am Loki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#000000;"&gt;Loki is the darkest-natured of all the tricksters and like him, your sense of humor can be morbid, even a bit spiteful at times. You find it wickedly amusing when someone makes a fool of themselves and you're willing to help the process along. Cries of outrage fall on deaf ears - you couldn't care less what the commoners think. And god help anyone who tries to make a fool of you - they'll find out quickly just how nasty you can be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Which&lt;/a&gt; Trickster Are You?&lt;br /&gt;Take the Trickster Test at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL HAIL LOKI!!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-110859287639519827?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/110859287639519827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=110859287639519827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110859287639519827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110859287639519827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2005/02/nothing-much-to-say-today.html' title='Nothing much to say today.'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-110740286699983952</id><published>2005-02-02T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T19:54:27.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I would make a horrible father...</title><content type='html'>...and Liz a horrible mother. Chwck out this pretend marraige thingy I had to do for "Health" class:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.How many kids will you have and what type? – 2 boys.&lt;br /&gt;2.What will be the names of said children? – Sue and Kenji.&lt;br /&gt;3.What will the total family income be? – Unstable.&lt;br /&gt;4.Where do you live? How do you live? – No permanent house.&lt;br /&gt;5.Kinds of pets(s) and how many? – 1 Chinchilla named K.&lt;br /&gt;6.Kinds of vehicles &amp; how many? – 1 black convertible.&lt;br /&gt;7.Occupation? – I will be a bounty hunter and Liz will be a musician.&lt;br /&gt;8.What types of food will you eat? – Japanese food or whatever we can get.&lt;br /&gt;9.Will you go on vacation? If so where and when? – Never.&lt;br /&gt;10.What holidays will you celebrate? – All of them.&lt;br /&gt;11.What medical problems do you expect to have? – None.&lt;br /&gt;12.What religions will you and your children have? – Lee will follow the religion of Asatru and Liz and Kenji will be Buddhist. Sue can choose his own.&lt;br /&gt;13.What type and level of schooling for your children? – The children will be home schooled all their life.&lt;br /&gt;14.What rules will you impose? – No rules whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;15.What substances will you use? Are you addicted? – Any substances, no addiction.&lt;br /&gt;16.Who will clean the house? – We do not own a house.&lt;br /&gt;17.Who will take care of the kids? – I will take care of Sue, and Liz will take care of Kenji.&lt;br /&gt;18.Will you have insurance? – No.&lt;br /&gt;19.Will there be a prenuptial agreement? - NO&lt;br /&gt;20.What will the wedding be like? -&lt;br /&gt;21.What extra activities will occur? (you and children) -&lt;br /&gt;22.What will your relationship with your in-laws be like? – Limited. Possibly on Holidays, but this will be difficult, as we will have no permanent home.&lt;br /&gt;23.What will your last name be? - Hawkridge&lt;br /&gt;24.How much will be spent on gifts and for what occasion? – It all depends on what we bring “home”.&lt;br /&gt;25.Who will control the bank account? – Joint control will be held.&lt;br /&gt;26.What will your family’s political views be? – Any. All members may choose their own political party. Fascism will not be tolerated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; want to be my son? ((sue or kenji? lol ^^;;))  Yeah, neither would I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-110740286699983952?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/110740286699983952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=110740286699983952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110740286699983952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110740286699983952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-would-make-horrible-father.html' title='I would make a horrible father...'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-110678000395502272</id><published>2005-01-31T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T16:43:34.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>webcomic review!!</title><content type='html'>me: Hey, who doesn't like a good webcomic eh?&lt;br /&gt;random guy in background: I DON'T!&lt;br /&gt;me: Thats it! Grab that guy and..... throw him out the airlock!&lt;br /&gt;*guys in jetpacks fly in and grab a random guy and throw him out of the airlock*&lt;br /&gt;me: That was the wrong guy, but I think everyone gets the idea. Am I right? Huh? Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeeeaaahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, as the title suggests, I'm gonnna tell all of you my opinions on webcomics whether you want to hear them or not. *doors slam shut, spikes shoot out of the window sills* MUWAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've done this before, so i'll pick up where I left off. ((hooray for using words too many times!^^))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th elsewhere. Really cool, good art, teen angst, muses, chaos deamons. Does it get much better? No. No it dosn't. The story follows a confused girl on a trouble-filled romp through her subconcious. I highly recommend this one. Its really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://9thelsewhere.com/"&gt;http://9thelsewhere.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angst-chronicles of elven gothrock. I think thats all I really need to say. It makes fun of gothrock, and it has elves. ELVES ARE COOL! SUBMIT TO THIER ELFIN WAYS! &lt;a href="http://www.misfiring.net/"&gt;http://www.misfiring.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errant Story. Elves, half-elves, assassins, ninja, magic and genocide. All this from the mind that brought you Exploitation Now, *drumroll in background* Michael Poe!!! Whoo-Hoo!! The story is really too much to describe. You'll have to read it for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.errantstory.com/"&gt;http://www.errantstory.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exterminatus Now. Picture the charaters from Sonic. In a warhammer 40k universe. Then throw in some hillarious british-style humor, and you've got it. Also, you can be enlightened by Lothar Hex's (one of the artists) brilliant insights into life. &lt;a href="http://exterminatusnow.keenspace.com/"&gt;http://exterminatusnow.keenspace.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive/Forget. Aaaahhhh, who dosn't enjoy a nice college drama/romance every now and then. Plus, with some nice beer pong thrown in, who could ask for more? Hitler, thats who. And nobody wants to be like him do you? No. No you don't. So go read Forgive/Forget and stay away from hitlers. &lt;a href="http://www.forgiveforget.net/"&gt;http://www.forgiveforget.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instant Classic. Movies, movies and more movies. There are actually about 3 comics (soon to be 5) here. each one diffrent, but all connected in one major way. MOVIES. I would reccomend starting with "Prologue" first, because, as the name suggests, it is a prologue. And, in my opionion (the only one that matters), the best one so far. &lt;a href="http://www.iccomics.com/"&gt;http://www.iccomics.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leveL. "leveL is an epic fantasy saga. It tells the story of Cael Dalton, a quiet teenage boy who lives in the sprawling capital megacity known as Level. Haunted by a dream he himself doesn't understand, he suddenly finds himself thrown in the middle of an whirlwind adventure which just might lead him to the truth he's been searching for." ~ Nate, creator of leveL. Real good comic. I greatly reccomend it to anyone who enjoys fantasy sci-fi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.levelmanga.com/main.php"&gt;http://www.levelmanga.com/main.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megatokyo. A funny, well-drawn, engrossing, &lt;em&gt;LONG&lt;/em&gt;, drama set in japan. Involves an emo-y kid, a L33T master (and his awesome ninja apprentice!^^) , and thier love interests. Its really funny too! &lt;a href="http://www.megatokyo.com/"&gt;http://www.megatokyo.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misfile. Ever heard of the celestial filing depository? Ever heard of a pot-smoking angel? Well now you have! Set in the town of Tempest in The Knausaw, it follows the story of 2 girls and an angel who got thrown out of heaven. For his love of the cannabis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.misfile.com/"&gt;http://www.misfile.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Netherworld. There is no way to explain the whole of the webcomic in simple terms. The Webcomic explores the beliefs of the afterlife and how individuals view their ways of living. At the same time, the comic holds some deeper, simpler connections between the diverse characters involved, the histories they hold and the philosophies they share. Nevertheless, the webcomic may have many intricate ideas to ponder about, but the main purpose of this comic is to also entertain the reader ~ Psychobob, creator of Netherworld. &lt;a href="http://netherworld.razornetwork.com/index2.html"&gt;http://netherworld.razornetwork.com/index2.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Rest For The Wicked. The Story: One day, the Moon up and disappeared; where it went, or why, none can say. Without the Moon's light to keep them in check at night, monsters, crawling horrors, and other creatures of the dark run rampant throughout the land. But Princess November has much more pressing matters to worry about: she hasn't had a decent sleep in ages. ~ Andrea Peterson, creator of No Rest For The Wicked. &lt;a href="http://www.icarusfalls.com/wicked/"&gt;http://www.icarusfalls.com/wicked/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh My Gods. Oh My Gods! is a original web-based pagan-themed comic by creator Shivian Montar Balaris (aka TJ Colby). This comic was made to have fun &amp; make fun at the world at large and poke fun amongst Pagans. While the strip could easily poke fun at Christians or right-wing groups, these jokes are made all the time. I am not saying that the strip never will poke fun at them, I am simply saying that the focus is to make fun amongst Pagans, not Pagans making fun of other people. Therefore, no-one is a particular target, neither is anyone immune to being a target for the apparent "wit" of this petty strip.The strip is not designed to be contiguous (meaning, have a structured plot flow). Lastly, if you feel ashamed, annoyed, insulted, harassed, etc. by the strip and / or its content, then please, direct your comments to the Forum; that's why it's there, after all. The Oh My Gods! Motto:"Sacred Cows Make Such Tasty Hamburgers" ~ Shivian, creator of Ho My Gods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ohmygods.timerift.net/info/about.php"&gt;http://ohmygods.timerift.net/info/about.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skyfall. I really don't know how to describe it. Its good. Its got A LOT of backstory and to really understand it, you need to read it all. Ummmm..... One of the characters is REALLY hot. Ummmmmm...... Thats all I can think of. Read it for yourself to find out. &lt;a href="http://www.skyfallmanga.com/frame.html"&gt;http://www.skyfallmanga.com/frame.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earthsong. So far, I'd consider it too short for me to really tell you anything about the plot. I truly don't really know. Its a good, well-drawn comic. One problem, it has one of those.............. explaination moments. ya know, when the story stops and theres this big, long explaination of what alls happend and the history and whatnot. Its still good, that part just annoys me. &lt;a href="http://www.earthsongsaga.com/index.html"&gt;http://www.earthsongsaga.com/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inverloch. The story of Inverloch centers around a young man named Acheron, from a horned wolf-like race called the da'kor. After a chance encounter with an elf, he finds himself setting out on a seemingly innocent mission - that of trying to locate Kayn'dar, another elf who has been missing for the past twelve years. Meeting up with new friends and companions along the way, he quickly begins to learn that the world is not quite the peaceful place he believed it to be - embroiled with prejudice, racial segregation, and hidden danger. And the truth behind Kayn'dar's disappearance is something none of the party would ever expect... ~ Sarah, creator of Inverloch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.seraph-inn.com/"&gt;http://www.seraph-inn.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. Basil Toback is your average Californian high school senior. A bit of a gentleman, a bit of a rogue, he has never deluded himself about being someone special until three wishes hit him between the eyes on his 18th birthday. Now his parents are greedy vultures, his oldest brother is a sadistic bastard, and he's on the run from the ticking time bomb called fate. ~ Sylvia Leung, creator of Wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wish3.net/main.php"&gt;http://www.wish3.net/main.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That be's all. Go &lt;a href="http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/10/linkage.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for the rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-110678000395502272?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/10/linkage.html' title='webcomic review!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/110678000395502272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=110678000395502272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110678000395502272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110678000395502272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2005/01/webcomic-review.html' title='webcomic review!!'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-110339880114899911</id><published>2005-01-31T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T15:23:17.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzleiscious to the max!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.thedemonsjumble.com/pics/magical-beings/neutral/3x16-17-angel-of-death.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My #1 result for the SelectSmart.com selector, &lt;a href="http://www.selectsmart.com/FREE/select.php?client=whichangel"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which Angel would you be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, is &lt;i&gt;An Angel of Death&lt;/i&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="spiritual" src="http://images.quizilla.com/H/HippieGoth86/1097175054_turesfond3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark rebel.&lt;br /&gt;You are true child of night.Demon dressed in&lt;br /&gt;black.Your element is the moon.People often&lt;br /&gt;think of you as non social or even depressed&lt;br /&gt;but they are wrong.You love night and you live&lt;br /&gt;in harmony with her.It inspires you.You are&lt;br /&gt;probably very artistic person and you should&lt;br /&gt;use that to change the world.Dont get upset if&lt;br /&gt;some people dont understand your views on&lt;br /&gt;life.Your time is yet to come.But if some of&lt;br /&gt;them still dont get it dont bother.let them&lt;br /&gt;drown in their stupidness.Just keep on making&lt;br /&gt;your world a better place and people will&lt;br /&gt;follow.Just dont be afraid of life,dont build&lt;br /&gt;mysterious circle around you cause once youre&lt;br /&gt;in it there is no way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/HippieGoth86/quizzes/Which%20Rebel%20are%20U%20(Pretty%20pics)/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Which Rebel are U (Pretty pics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;quizilla.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="HASH(0x8b3f898)" src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/placidmage/1062553485_resGraviK2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're most like Claude Winchester aka Mr.K!&lt;br /&gt;You're a highly sucessful manager who likes&lt;br /&gt;threatening his clients into top performance.&lt;br /&gt;You just keep doing your thing and I'll...&lt;br /&gt;uh... wait over here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/placidmage/quizzes/It"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;It's Gravitation! Who are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="Mr. K" src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/sinistertranquility/1080881533_nyouaremrk.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Mr. K. Can we say - psyco?! Sometimes you&lt;br /&gt;have good intent but other times people just&lt;br /&gt;have to wonder what's going through your mind!&lt;br /&gt;Put that gun away, you're gunna hurt someone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/sinistertranquility/quizzes/Which%20Gravitation%20character%20are%20you%20most%20like?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Which Gravitation character are you most like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="HASH(0x8d0f420)" src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/sinistertranquility/1087615707_riyourhito.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Hitori!! You're cold, dark and mysterious&lt;br /&gt;(due to your past). Love seems so stupid and&lt;br /&gt;fickle to you, but one day it'll get to you and&lt;br /&gt;you'll change your mind. All in all, to most&lt;br /&gt;people you come off as a hard ass jerk, but&lt;br /&gt;there's some niceness stored up somewhere in&lt;br /&gt;you. Try and smile sometimes, would ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/sinistertranquility/quizzes/Which%20Reality%20of%20Dreams%20character%20are%20you?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Which Reality of Dreams character are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/&lt;img%20src=" border="0" alt="Jude"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Jude" src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/sinistertranquility/1081199072_lejudequiz.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Jude!! You're cold and cruel with a harsh&lt;br /&gt;sarcastic side. There are very few people in&lt;br /&gt;this world you can stand, that's why you&lt;br /&gt;constantly escape reality with your computer&lt;br /&gt;and games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/sinistertranquility/quizzes/Which%20character%20from%20Bibble%20are%20you?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Which character from Bibble are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nittlegrasper.com" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img alt="i'm ...dumb. :D" src="http://www.nittlegrasper.com/nittles/gravitation_nittles_stuff_test01_no.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;which member of nittle grasper are you? &lt;a href="http://www.nittlegrasper.com/nittles" target="_top"&gt;click here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8797215-110339880114899911?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/110339880114899911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=110339880114899911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110339880114899911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110339880114899911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2005/01/quizzleiscious-to-max.html' title='Quizzleiscious to the max!'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-110433999342008789</id><published>2004-12-29T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T11:49:22.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belize</title><content type='html'>As some of you may know, for the past week, I've been in Belize for Christmas break. So, Here's a report on how awesome it really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belize=Greatest country south of the border.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessee here... I arrived on thursday, just in time for dinner at the resort I'm staying at, ((the Soulshine resort and spa)) and then we went to sleep 'cause we'd been up since 3:00 in the 8:00 the previous day. ((we left @ 3:00 in the morning, so there was no time for sleep.))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday, we went on a boat ((most things are done by boat around here.)) tour of Monkey River. It was soo cool. Awesome pictures were taken, and will be posted on Jaq's photography as soon as I get home. ((thursday)) I SAW MONKEYS!!!!! MONKEYS ARE FUNNY!! AND COOl!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, on Saturday, Christmas, I toured some AWESOME mayan ruins. We took a water taxi to the village of Mongo Creek, and from there it was a three hour drive to the southeren border of belize/nothern border of guatemala. The site was called Xunantunich ((Shu-Nan-too-nitch)). I had some fucking crazy-ass pictures too, but my mom deleated them in a freak USB accident. Don't ask me how she did it, I still don't know. Our guide was this really cool mayan woman named Rosario. She actually belived in the mayan religion. Plus, her father was a mayan priest. He had mayan magic too! Like, she told us this one story about when she was a young girl, her father would get her and her sister togather and would whisper a word to one of them. Then She would whisper it back to him. After that, the two who heard the word would pick up the third one by touching her under one ear, and then the other would touch her under the other ear. They could then pick her up and carry her for miles, as if she weighted nothing. But if one of them laughed, the secret was lost, and they would all fall to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday..... sunday was boxing day, so nothing was open. ((Belize was formerly a british colony, so they still celebrate boxing day.)) We just kinda explored the bounds of the resort. There were some cool fish and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was.................... snorkling. Snorkling is awesome. We took a boat ((see a trend here?)) to a reef off of Laughing Bird caye. Oh, and we rented some gear from a shop in plecencia, which is right across teh canal from where we were staying. So, once we got to the caye, we got in the water, and started snorkling. There were awesome fish and we didn't see any sharks in the water, but we spotted some fins on the other side of the island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, we went to Cockscomb Jaguar preserve. It was really cool. We took ((another)) boat to Mango river and there we were picked up by our guide, another mayan named Julian. He also was really awesome. His father lived in the jungle and raised Julian and his bothers to learn not to live there. They all ended up moving into the jungle where thier father lived. But about 20 years ago, the government forced them to move out and didn't even give them a choice. They just had to move, and beyond that they were out of the jungle, the govt. didn't care where they went. ((sound familiar?)) So he was really cool and really knoledegable about the jungle and the animals and tracks and such awesome stuff. We hiked about 10 miles that day and by the end, I was fuckin' TIRED!! Once again, really awesome pictures were tooken, and they too will be posted on Jaq's Pictures ((my other blog))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm writing this from Belize on a computer in an internet cafe in Plecencia. Its a really cool town. Plecencia is really strange in many ways, one of which is that it dosn't really have many roads, but the entire town has high-speed internet. Weird huh? Anyways, I'm goin' now. Gonna go find my family, all of whom have left to ezplore the town and its awesome shops further. Byes! ^^ *runs off and gets lost in the coolness*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current music: I am Trying to Break Your Heart-Wilco&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: Hyper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-110433999342008789?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/110433999342008789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=110433999342008789' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110433999342008789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110433999342008789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/12/belize.html' title='Belize'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-110333651733882316</id><published>2004-12-17T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T18:21:57.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate</title><content type='html'>Hate is such an odd word. Everybody says that they hate thier families, but then goes on to not only enjoy thier company, but to say they hate a score of other people. Now, it used to be that hate a a word used only when one truly, greatly, and scincerely despises the person it is directed at. But now, hate is used when you just don't like a person. Hate can be used on and off. Today you hate them, tomorrow you don't. You hate them around your friends, when you're alone with them, they're your best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I hate this world. Why, of all nine worlds I could have been born into, did it have to be Midgardr? I would have even preferred being born into a Jotunn family! Or being the son of Hela, if that's possible. At least then I would have been able to have a legitamate reason for being how I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FUCKING HATE HUMAN KIND! Now, see? I just used the word hate. But, the diffrence between you and me is, my opinion has never, and will never change. See, I try to be all complacent and agreeable, but nothing works! Human kind always seems to have something bad happen. WHY?!? OUR LIVES HAVE ANYTHING WE COULD EVER WANT! WE HAVE COMPUTERS! HOUSES! FAMILY! FRIENDS! SAFETY! FOOD! WATER! WHY DO WE ALWAYS NEED TO CAUSE PROBLEMS?!?!? JUST BE GRATEFUL FOR WHAT THE GODS HAVE GRACED YOU WITH! Fucking humans. You all make me feel ashamed to call myself a human. Ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death in battle is one of the most heroic things ever, but only if you have a cause. OIL is not a legitimate cause. LAND is not a legitimate cause. If only people would fight for things like honor, family, blood feuds, fight for the things our ancestors used to fight for. Nowadays people are offended so easily, but when they are so dishonored by others, do they call them out? Do they fight them? NO! They fuckin' whine to the cops, or the court, or the guy/girl's boss or some shit like that. WHAT THE FUCK?!?! People wouldn't get so offended so easily if they had to fight the person to regain thier honor. Wussy-ass motherfuckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs* but then again, maybe this world is a great place. Maybe my view is skewed from all the shit I've had to put up with. Or maybe because my master, my lord, my commander, the man with which my highest loyalty lies, the almighty, all-powerful, the beautiful, the glorious Loki, has been unjustly imprisoned and I an just rationalizing my NEED to see him, if only once, before it all ends. No matter the reason, THIS WORLD NEEDS TO END. And soon. Sleep well loves, for it may be your last before the neverending emptyness of oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-110333651733882316?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/110333651733882316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=110333651733882316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110333651733882316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110333651733882316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/12/hate.html' title='Hate'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-110306480973474992</id><published>2004-12-14T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T17:42:44.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesomeness</title><content type='html'>Bland skuggor rider en odjur.&lt;br /&gt;Som en svarta träd.&lt;br /&gt;Griper hård på en mäktig hammar.&lt;br /&gt;Ut för svaga kristna blod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TROLLHAMMAREN!&lt;br /&gt;TROLLHAMMAREN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trollhammaren sveper igen!&lt;br /&gt;Hugga ned, broder igen!&lt;br /&gt;Hör det sista ropet - Trollhammaren är här!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TROLLHAMMAREN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Han är inte en människa.&lt;br /&gt;Inte bräcklig och svag som dig.&lt;br /&gt;Du ska vara maktlös.&lt;br /&gt;Inga ögon ser din änd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TROLLHAMMAREN!&lt;br /&gt;TROLLHAMMAREN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedan mörkret övertog.&lt;br /&gt;Räds den frostens kalla fingrar.&lt;br /&gt;Som griper tag och förlever.&lt;br /&gt;Under kommande vinternatt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TROLLHAMMAREN!&lt;br /&gt;TROLLHAMMAREN!&lt;br /&gt;TROLLHAMMAREN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been obssessed with this song lately. Its called trollhammaren by a band called &lt;a href="http://www.finntroll.net"&gt;Finntroll.&lt;/a&gt; GO THERE NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats about all that goin' on right now. *reads old posts* eeewwww. I only ever posted here when I was whining or sad about something. Well, now that I've killed my &lt;a href="http://livejournal.com/users/jaq_halogen/"&gt;livejournal&lt;/a&gt;, I'll use this more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! And good news for all you &lt;a href="http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/10/another-story.html"&gt;Invisible Skies&lt;/a&gt; fans, ((like, the 2 who exist outside my house)) I'm updating the story! Now, Its not done yet, so don't expect an update now. But once I get it to the point at which I'm happy with it, or at least I don't hate it, I'll post it up here. Joy to all who behold my writing prowess! ((more like writing ineptitude))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Check out &lt;a href="http://www.ugo.com/channels/comics/heroMachine2/heromachine2.asp"&gt;HeroMachine 2.0u&lt;/a&gt;. It's soo addicting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-110306480973474992?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/110306480973474992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=110306480973474992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110306480973474992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110306480973474992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/12/awesomeness.html' title='Awesomeness'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-110203834950941567</id><published>2004-12-02T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T17:45:49.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fffffuuuuuuuuck *cries*</title><content type='html'>Well, chalk up another loss to my relationship . . . thing. Big #3 here. Whoo! *pathetic farse breakes down and sobbing commences* Why? Why does this keep happening to me? I try to love, I try to actually have something LAST, but it never works. Every single motherfucking time I try to have a good, lasting relationship I always end up failing. One of us loses intrest and it ends. WTF?!?! And I'm not ONLY talking about a girlfriend/boyfriend thing here. I mean friendships too! So far, I only have 1 lasting friendship. like, most people I meet are kinda friendly, but then I just end up forgetting about them.  And I hate it when that happens. I REALLY want to be able to stay in a relationship for longer then 2 weeks. Yep, thats my record. 2 motherfuckin' weeks. That really sucks. A WHOLE lot. Fuck, I'm repeating myself a lot aren't I? I'm just gonna end it here while I still sound sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Music: Beauty and the Beast-Nightwish&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: Crushed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-110203834950941567?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/110203834950941567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=110203834950941567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110203834950941567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110203834950941567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/12/fffffuuuuuuuuck-cries.html' title='Fffffuuuuuuuuck *cries*'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-110105182479131536</id><published>2004-11-21T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T09:32:31.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last 6 Days</title><content type='html'>Sounds like some new story I'm writing, dosn't it? Well, you're wrong. It's actually an update of all that's happend over the last 6 days. And belive you me, its been a fricken' roller-coster! Loki, I've really gotta find a way to show my thanks. Mebbe some kinda sacrifice or a blot. I'm not sure which. Oooooooo! I've got it! Once I get my Grimiore I'll find a way to send you my proper thanks. Whoa, kinda gettin' off the point here. Anyways, ummm . . . Tuesday I really have no new news for, same as Wednesday, ya know, except for the general, 'I fuckin' hate this school.' and, 'Why isn't Mr. Linn dead yet?' and who can forget, 'Damn, that Shannon bitch should die soon.' and stuff like that. Hmmm . . . On Thursday I went over to Sarah's house and it was so awesome we just like hung out and talked a lot and it was really cool. She is soo awesome. Then, that night, after I got home, we talked on AIM, and we started going out. (At this point the awesomenicity levels were through the roof. Literally. There was like, a hole in the roof above my comp. that was filled with awesome.) Friday, I went to a Tea Koseki (japanese tea ceremony, no idea how to spell it) with Liz and Sarah. It was pretty cool. Sarah went home and spent the night with Liz, and later that night, around like 6:00 or so, I came over to Liz's house and hung out with them. I stayed there until, like, 10:30 and it was awesome. (Guys out there know what I'm talking about *wink*) Then, on saturday, yesterday, I went over to Liz's house again and watched anime and hung out with Sarah, Liz and Kristen. It was crazy man, CrAzY!! Yep. Thats whats happend over the last 6 days. Everything. Kinda pathetic, kinda awesome. In fact, really awesome. Insanely awesome. The type of awesome that can only be achived through meeting people as awesome as Sarah. That type of awesome. Anydangway, I'm sorry for leaving all y'alls out in the cold, I know you've been waiting to know whats happend in my life for ages. Its prolly the only thing worth living for some of you. *cracks up* Yeah! Like anyone actually reads this shit! Gods, even&lt;em&gt; I &lt;/em&gt;hardly read this. I can barely keep myself from punching me when I'm writing all this mopey, boring shit. Whatevs. I'm out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-110105182479131536?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/110105182479131536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=110105182479131536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110105182479131536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110105182479131536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/11/last-6-days.html' title='The Last 6 Days'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-110065184991037981</id><published>2004-11-16T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T16:44:20.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So much free time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="You are...Son Goku!" src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/draconsis/1038208684_u-selector.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son Goku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/draconsis/quizzes/Which%20Saiyuki%20Character%20are%20you?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Which Saiyuki Character are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/He" 20src=" alt=" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUKIO: gets what he wantsSponsored by &lt;a href="http://www.life-blood.cjb.net/"&gt;http://www.life-blood.cjb.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://castle-diqueria.com/spirit_quiz/" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.castle-diqueria.com/spirit_quiz/empty.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://castle-diqueria.com/spirit_quiz/" target="new"&gt;Spirit Quiz&lt;/a&gt; and visit &lt;a href="http://www.castle-diqueria.com" target="new"&gt;Castle Diqueria&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.... interesting.... I guess.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-110065184991037981?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/110065184991037981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=110065184991037981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110065184991037981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110065184991037981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/11/so-much-free-time.html' title='So much free time!'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-110039913039369270</id><published>2004-11-13T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T18:25:30.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, I have a lot of free time... I need friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/draconsis/1038208684_u-selector.jpg" border="0" alt="You are...Son Goku!" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son Goku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/draconsis/quizzes/Which%20Saiyuki%20Character%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;Which Saiyuki Character are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="He's awesome! Hakkai's hotter though.^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-110039913039369270?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/110039913039369270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=110039913039369270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110039913039369270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110039913039369270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/11/wow-i-have-lot-of-free-time-i-need.html' title='Wow, I have a lot of free time... I need friends...'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-110039366832178041</id><published>2004-11-13T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T17:44:10.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow... thats a lot of quizzes</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="You are Legato Bluesummers!  STOP SNACKING!" src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/legendarygunman/1047377427_esYALegato.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Legato Bluesummers! Deranged and twisted&lt;br /&gt;are only some of the things you are! Maybe a&lt;br /&gt;bit backboneless and maybe you have low self&lt;br /&gt;esteem, you tend to follow others than make&lt;br /&gt;things happen by yourself. You need someone&lt;br /&gt;there, someone stronger than you to help guide&lt;br /&gt;you and set a path for you. That also makes&lt;br /&gt;you tend to be a little obsessive and perhaps a&lt;br /&gt;little too loyal to that certain somebody. You&lt;br /&gt;let others influence you too easily but hey,&lt;br /&gt;why not? You might as well spend your time and&lt;br /&gt;energy perpetually snacking than thinking for&lt;br /&gt;yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/legendarygunman/quizzes/What%20Trigun%20Character%20Are%20You?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;What Trigun Character Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legato is soo awesome!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're in an EVIL state of mind! feeling kinda&lt;br /&gt;angry, or perhaps vengeful right now? You're&lt;br /&gt;not very nice. You need to be alone right now.&lt;br /&gt;STAY AWAY FROM ME! 0_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/blukitsune/quizzes/What%20State%20of%20Mind%20Are%20You%20In?/"&gt;What State of Mind Are You In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray for evil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Sycia/quizzes/Which%20of%20the%20Samurai%20Deeper%20Kyo%20Cast%20Are%20You?/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Benitora of Samurai Deeper Kyo" src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/Sycia/1046976174_k_benitora.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Which of the Samurai Deeper Kyo Cast Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Seeu" src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/SerenityWinner/1065054657_SpiffySeeu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Seeu, the Mad Prince and wielder of Lunato&lt;br /&gt;Mercury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/SerenityWinner/quizzes/Which%20Planet%20Ladder%20Character%20Are%20You?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Which Planet Ladder Character Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s soooo cute!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="HASH(0x8cf3684)" src="http://images.quizilla.com/E/EmperorPenguin/1062962578_topvicious.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Vicious, you evil bastard. If you need a&lt;br /&gt;description, you need to watch Cowboy Bebop. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/EmperorPenguin/quizzes/Yet%20Another%20Cowboy%20Bebop%20Character%20Personality%20Quiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Yet Another Cowboy Bebop Character Personality Quiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="WAHA! You're a bad guy! *runs away*" src="http://images.quizilla.com/R/roseblossom/1076271541_BoysBadBoy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Bad Ass! You like acting mean and do the wrong this for having fun. Nice attitude, anyway, girls have a faible for bad boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www.quizilla.com/cgi-bin/quiz/image/detail/detail.pl?id=" src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/AnimexXxLover/1093012685_turesDark2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very distant, cold.... The element you are&lt;br /&gt;destined to be with is the element 'Night/Dark'&lt;br /&gt;you are classified as a loner, but you don't&lt;br /&gt;care what other people think of you. You are&lt;br /&gt;the silent type and have no friends and you&lt;br /&gt;want to keep it that way. You have a very&lt;br /&gt;mysterious personality, and the only best&lt;br /&gt;quality of yours, is your eyes, they are really&lt;br /&gt;deep and hypnotising. People rarely or never&lt;br /&gt;sees your softer side, and your favourite&lt;br /&gt;colour is most likely to be black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/AnimexXxLover/quizzes/What%20element%20were%20you%20destined%20to%20be%20with?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;What element were you destined to be with? (Anime Pictures)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cool I guess…….*looks sad*……..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-110039366832178041?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/110039366832178041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=110039366832178041' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110039366832178041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110039366832178041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/11/wow-thats-lot-of-quizzes.html' title='wow... thats a lot of quizzes'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-110039359200929677</id><published>2004-11-13T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T16:53:12.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even Quizzleisciouser!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/F/fanfictionkitty/1051729497_bgreenbird.jpg" border="0" alt="Green Bird" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green Bird - Your song is much sought after by the&lt;br /&gt;hardcore Cowboy Bebop fans, but the Mp3 is so&lt;br /&gt;hard to find! This song was one of a few choir&lt;br /&gt;songs in the anime, very peaceful, very&lt;br /&gt;beautiful. You can find the lyrics here&lt;br /&gt;http://www.animelyrics.com/anime/cbebop/greenbird.htm&lt;br /&gt;These aren't the actual lyrics, but a Japanese&lt;br /&gt;'translation' ... Yoko Kanno sometimes uses the&lt;br /&gt;language in Green Bird for her songs. It makes&lt;br /&gt;it all the more unique) This song was played in&lt;br /&gt;Session 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/fanfictionkitty/quizzes/What's%20your%20Cowboy%20Bebop%20song%3F/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;What's your Cowboy Bebop song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/SionKou/1063939389_esredeyes2.JPG" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8c5184c)" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red -&gt; Woah, chill there!  You're a people-loather.&lt;br /&gt;You love fire and evil plotting.  In anime&lt;br /&gt;you'd be the villan that's beautiful and most&lt;br /&gt;people would want to be with you (fans that&lt;br /&gt;is).  You've got deep desire behind your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;secretly there's something that you do love&lt;br /&gt;(besides hate) but you're afraid to tell what&lt;br /&gt;it is.  Try to like people, start with one and&lt;br /&gt;move on from there.  C'mon, it can't hurt TOO&lt;br /&gt;much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/SionKou/quizzes/What%20Color%20Are%20Your%20Anime%20Eyes%3F/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;What Color Are Your Anime Eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dragon of mist and and mystery. You are&lt;br /&gt;actually almost unknown in your existence. You&lt;br /&gt;are witty and persuasive. You are the dragon of&lt;br /&gt;lost spirits and the unknown. People never get&lt;br /&gt;to see who you are behind all the superstition&lt;br /&gt;and sorcery. Just misunderstood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/madcatter/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20dragon%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;What kind of dragon are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your soul is dying.You have a choice. You could let&lt;br /&gt;it die or fight back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/DeathlyIll/quizzes/Is%20Your%20Soul%20Dying%3F/"&gt;Is Your Soul Dying?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow….Ummm………wow……..*walks away slowly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-110039359200929677?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/110039359200929677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=110039359200929677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110039359200929677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110039359200929677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/11/even-quizzleisciouser.html' title='Even Quizzleisciouser!'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-110029199813574797</id><published>2004-11-12T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T12:52:56.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzleiscious!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Dragon" src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/snaketao/1071829170_dragon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRAGON: The mysterious Dragon Clan samurai dwell&lt;br /&gt;high in the mountains, their ways unknown and&lt;br /&gt;unknowable to other clans. With their strange&lt;br /&gt;magic and their enigmatic tattooed monks, the&lt;br /&gt;Dragon constantly seek to unravel the&lt;br /&gt;universe's mysteries in a never-ending quest&lt;br /&gt;for enlightenment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/snaketao/quizzes/To%20Which%20Legend%20of%20the%20Five%20Rings%20(L5R)%20Great%20Clan%20do%20you%20belong?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;To Which Legend of the Five Rings (L5R) Great Clan do you belong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/chichan/quizzes/Which%20Wolf"&gt;&lt;img alt="Darcia" src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/chichan/1050663933_topdarcia1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Which Wolf's Rain Character are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is soooo cool! If only I knew who he was….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="you are benitora, aka tokugawa hidetada." src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/NeunBlaueEngel/1039079342_ageskyo007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are benitora (red tiger).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/NeunBlaueEngel/quizzes/which%20samurai%20deeper%20kyo%20character%20are%20you?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;which samurai deeper kyo character are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Roy" src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/psionickender/1081446918_sFolderRoy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roy Mustang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/psionickender/quizzes/Which%20Fullmetal%20Alchemist%20Character%20are%20you?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Which Fullmetal Alchemist Character are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-110029199813574797?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/110029199813574797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=110029199813574797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110029199813574797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110029199813574797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/11/quizzleiscious.html' title='Quizzleiscious!'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-110014514734369817</id><published>2004-11-10T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T19:52:27.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah...</title><content type='html'>Uuugh... I really have no clue how my life got like this. Sorry for taking so long to update, I've just been being really lazy lately. Anyway, I am very confused about whats going on with my life right now. I seem to be caught in this crazy soap-opera-y type deal. It totally sucks. I now have a newfound respect for soap opera writers. They must have really depressing lives to come up with this shit. 'Cause they say the best insparation comes from your life. Anyway, I told you about my short-lived relationship with Liz, and I told you about Joey? Well, now I have been invited to meet Sarah, Liz, Joey, and random others in teh grocery store parking lot accross from my house on Friday night. I really want to go, 'cause these are all really cool people and they are my friends and i want to hang out with them, but I am kinda worried 'cause Liz will be there with Joey and its prolly gonna be really uncomferteble. Man I hope no one actually reads this crap. I'm getting pissed at myself for writing this shit. Whatever. I don't really expect anyone to enjoy this 'cause baisically I've just been whining online for weeks now. I apologize. Truly. I am sorry for the shit I've been putting up here. Please don't hate me. And once I get my photography site up, I'll concentrate on that instead of my pathetic excuse for a life. Well, I'm goin' now. Later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Music:Time to Rhyme-Northern State&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood:Confuzzled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-110014514734369817?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/110014514734369817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=110014514734369817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110014514734369817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/110014514734369817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/11/blah.html' title='Blah...'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-109952390506853302</id><published>2004-11-03T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T14:03:39.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anime Quizzes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="chibodee" src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/thehulk/1043734430_apchibodee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dude, yer anime, you rule !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/thehulk/quizzes/R%20U%20LIVIN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;R U LIVIN' ANIME??? version 2.0(pics.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/Yay%20for%20anime!%20(that%20rhymes)%20%20&lt;img%20src=" border="0" alt="lol"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats! You got Spike and Julia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Deathsdreamer/quizzes/Which%20anime%20couple%20are%20you?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Which anime couple are you? (with VERY NICE pictures)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&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/8797215-109952390506853302?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/109952390506853302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=109952390506853302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109952390506853302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109952390506853302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/11/anime-quizzes_03.html' title='Anime Quizzes!'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-109943884867095692</id><published>2004-11-02T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T15:40:48.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Unforgiven</title><content type='html'>The title has really nothing to do with today's topic, it just sounds really cool! Anyways, today toally sucked. In fact, this whole month has been totall shit so far. Monday (the first) was the day I found out about the fact that Liz didn't want to be with me, and I was tired and depressed all day. Then, today, (the second) was when I found out that Liz was actually in love with Joey (a friend of hers I met on sunday. He's kinda cool, actually) so there goes my chances. Also, my dad woke me up waaaay too early, I had to wait around for like, 10 extra minutes at the bus stop 'cause my dad had to go and vote early or else he wouldn't have a chance. Then I had to go to this fucking shitty place also known as Gunston Day School and after that, my fucking peice of shit asshole mother-fucking crappy bag got its fucking zipper stuck like, 10 times today. Also, I didn't do my homework over the weekend, and that was looming over my head all day. Fuck, today sucked. Whatevs. Oh, did I tell you that I'm gonna be in the school play? I'm not gonna act, 'cause I couln't to save my life, but I'm gonna be backstage. Techies are soo cool! They get to dress all in black and sneak around in the dark and move stuff! Or even work the lights or curtain! Woot! Yeah, I might be kinda crazy, 'cause I can go from happy to deppressed or happy to blind rage instantly. Whatevs. I'm out! Later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-109943884867095692?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/109943884867095692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=109943884867095692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109943884867095692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109943884867095692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/11/something-unforgiven.html' title='Something Unforgiven'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-109936634932393679</id><published>2004-11-01T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T19:32:29.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insanity</title><content type='html'>Wow. I am in one of the most fucked-up situations I have ever been in. Alright, update, Liz does not love me. She &lt;em&gt;likes&lt;/em&gt; me, as a friend, but she said that she dosn't want to be in a relationship with me. I guess thats okay. At least I can stll be around her. I mean, &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; still&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;love &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;, but I can suppress my feelings. I still intend to hit on her, and go after her to the fullest extent of my abilities, unless she starts to get pissed. Then I'll just wait quietly. Mainly because I want only what makes her happy, but also because I am scared that she'll hurt me if I piss her off. (fuck you, her punches hurt) I had assumed that it would be really awkward, and at first it was, but then it was like saturday never happend. It was soo nice. Just me and her, &lt;em&gt;friends&lt;/em&gt;. I missed that ever scence sunday morning. I really do love her, but I will do nothing for now. Well, for now, I, the newly available (in a sense), Lee, am signing off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Music:Live to Tell the Tale-Nightwish&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood:confuzzled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-109936634932393679?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/109936634932393679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=109936634932393679' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109936634932393679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109936634932393679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/11/insanity_01.html' title='Insanity'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-109935331153437089</id><published>2004-11-01T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T13:45:38.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Situation</title><content type='html'>Well, it seems that Liz and I were not meant to be. However sad it makes me, I will abide but whatever she decides. I still love her, but I also want her to be happy so I won't press things. She said we could still be friends though, so maybe there's still hope? Whatever. Here's some quizzes I found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.skyfallmanga.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="I am Kiyami!" src="http://www.skyfallmanga.com/images/quiz_kiyami.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooo. He's hot! (lol I really am bi! I'm starting to get crushes on Bishounen!^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.skyfallmanga.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="40" alt="SkyFallManga.com" src="http://www.skyfallmanga.com/images/banner200x40.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.att.net/~slugbutter/evil/" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.att.net/~slugbutter/evil/pureevil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.att.net/~slugbutter/evil/" target="new"&gt;How evil are &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-109935331153437089?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/109935331153437089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=109935331153437089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109935331153437089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109935331153437089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/11/current-situation.html' title='Current Situation'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-109933714770166648</id><published>2004-11-01T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T11:25:47.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry</title><content type='html'>Well, in my new depressed state, I have become lethargic and, well... bored. So lets try some more poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soul who has no purpose,&lt;br /&gt;come to my side&lt;br /&gt;soul without a home,&lt;br /&gt;come to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see only the good,&lt;br /&gt;in the one I love&lt;br /&gt;I see only the bad,&lt;br /&gt;in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have not a meaning in your life,&lt;br /&gt;come to me&lt;br /&gt;if you know not why you're here,&lt;br /&gt;live with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for her, I would do anything&lt;br /&gt;that I could&lt;br /&gt;for her, I would stop at nothing&lt;br /&gt;to make her happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I offer myself to those who are lost&lt;br /&gt;to show what you have&lt;br /&gt;I offer myself to those who are confused&lt;br /&gt;to show you how lucky you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to see her smile,&lt;br /&gt;I would follow the path of odin&lt;br /&gt;just to be with her again,&lt;br /&gt;I would bear the torment of Loki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask of those who are lost,&lt;br /&gt;'Why do hurt yourself?'&lt;br /&gt;I ask of those who haven't a clue,&lt;br /&gt;'Why do you wish you had?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to give her everlasting paradise,&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing I would not do&lt;br /&gt;to give her all that she deserves,&lt;br /&gt;I would do anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who know not their reason,&lt;br /&gt;I say but one thing,&lt;br /&gt;to those who have no reason,&lt;br /&gt;I tell you but one thing,&lt;br /&gt;You are the ones who are lucky&lt;br /&gt;You are the ones who should be envied&lt;br /&gt;For "Ignorance is bliss", and "To know is to be in hell"&lt;br /&gt;So you who are lost and without a purpose,&lt;br /&gt;You are the ones who should rejoice&lt;br /&gt;You are the ones who have the better life&lt;br /&gt;You are the ones who need no help&lt;br /&gt;And you are the ones who deserve the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who have followed this poem of despair,&lt;br /&gt;I ask only that you acknoledge one thing&lt;br /&gt;To those of you who art reading this poem of sadness,&lt;br /&gt;I only request so very little&lt;br /&gt;If you have read thus far in this poem of anguish,&lt;br /&gt;I only ask that you remember&lt;br /&gt;remember the ones you have loved&lt;br /&gt;remember everything you felt&lt;br /&gt;remember all that you saw&lt;br /&gt;and everyone you had touched&lt;br /&gt;remember the ones whos lives you changed,&lt;br /&gt;and the ones who changed you&lt;br /&gt;remember the ones who always made you smile&lt;br /&gt;remember the ones you always made cry&lt;br /&gt;remember the ones you always made laugh&lt;br /&gt;and the ones who made you morose&lt;br /&gt;remember the ones who made you feel that way,&lt;br /&gt;and count yourselves lucky&lt;br /&gt;remember those who you made feel that way,&lt;br /&gt;and think of the ones who never had that chance&lt;br /&gt;think of the ones who never had someone to make them feel thus&lt;br /&gt;and remember&lt;br /&gt;THEY ARE THE ONES WHO ARE LOST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-109933714770166648?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/109933714770166648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=109933714770166648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109933714770166648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109933714770166648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/11/poetry.html' title='Poetry'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-109925288286400388</id><published>2004-10-31T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T06:25:24.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Fucking Hate Me</title><content type='html'>I am without a dought, my most hated person &lt;em&gt;ever. &lt;/em&gt;I have now re-posted my CTY story. It tells of the &lt;em&gt;first&lt;/em&gt; time I fell in love. And the &lt;em&gt;first&lt;/em&gt; time I was hurt by the very person I loved. Well, here it goes again. I want on a date with Liz yesterday. And I must say I am again in love. And yet again, it does not seem to be mutual. Why must it always be so? I get the distinct impression that she only went out with me 'cause I was being sympathetic towards her after her old boyfriend left her for her sister. And before you start bitching about how I "picked her up on the rebound", shut the fuck up. I didn't mean to. She was sad because Kevin (old bf) wouldn't go with her to homecoming, and Kristen, (the girl I asked origionally to homecoming) already had a date. So I asked Liz, and we kinda started to "hit it off". I completly surprised myself by letting Jack and Sammie convince me to ask her out, and she said yes. I was extatic and she &lt;em&gt;seemed&lt;/em&gt; happy, but on saturday, she seemed like she was just being nice. Wow, I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; suck. Like &lt;em&gt;a lot. &lt;/em&gt;I hate me soooooo much. It hurt the first time, but now that its happend again... Its even worse. The first time, I could convince myself that Alyse (CTY) was just psycho (in the words of Ian) and go on. Now, I know its just something I'm doing wrong. But I still don't know what. Fuck.... And the music I', listening to is not helping my mood. Gods dammit to hel. FREYA, WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME??!?!? Fuck, shit and other such explatives... I don't know what to do. *sighs* I need something to kill. nb bnjmbhbnm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Music:Beautiful-Belle and Sebastian&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood:Depressed (extremely)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-109925288286400388?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/109925288286400388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=109925288286400388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109925288286400388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109925288286400388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-fucking-hate-me.html' title='I Fucking Hate Me'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-109908990225254279</id><published>2004-10-29T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T15:45:02.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Celebration of Books</title><content type='html'>Wheee! Today at scool, we had this festival dealie, where a bunch of authors (I think) came and gave these workshops at the school all day. It was pretty cool. Then afterwards, the guy who wrote "In the Heart of the Sea" and "Sea of Courage" gave a speech and there was a book signing after that. I officially hate that guy. He was this lame-ass balding little obsessive prick who has no idea what life is like outside of his own little world, so he takes other's stories and re-writes them to sell. I &lt;em&gt;hate&lt;/em&gt; poeple who do that. If you're gonna use someone else's story, that's fine, but how the fuck can &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; make a profit off of &lt;em&gt;thier&lt;/em&gt; story? So what if they didn't write it, they &lt;em&gt;lived&lt;/em&gt; it! And don't gimme this 'But he gave X% of the procedes to them, isn't that good enough?' or, 'Well, they're dead, so they don't need the money.' So what if he gave X% of the money to them? &lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt; stll made a profit. How can you defend that? And so what if they're dead? Its called an estate, dumbass. Or thier family. "Fuck, shit, and other such explatives"! Anyway, besides that guy, it was a good day. And Liz rode the bus home today with me! Yay! Ooo! And tomorrow, we're gonna meet in the park downtown! Its gonna be soo much fun! I love you Liz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-109908990225254279?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/109908990225254279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=109908990225254279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109908990225254279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109908990225254279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/10/in-celebration-of-books.html' title='In Celebration of Books'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-109901500579203290</id><published>2004-10-28T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T20:06:46.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!</title><content type='html'>Horay! I finally updated Daemon Wars! Read and enjoy! (It is continued in the actual post. All story updates will be handaled this way. The post will be edited and there will be an annoucement in a new post) Check it &lt;a href="http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/10/daemon-wars.html"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-109901500579203290?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/10/daemon-wars.html' title='Update!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/109901500579203290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=109901500579203290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109901500579203290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109901500579203290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/10/update.html' title='Update!'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-109891448465983986</id><published>2004-10-27T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T15:01:24.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apology</title><content type='html'>I would like to apologize for my rant last night. It sucked. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-109891448465983986?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/109891448465983986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=109891448465983986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109891448465983986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109891448465983986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/10/apology.html' title='Apology'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-109891326426224740</id><published>2004-10-27T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T14:41:04.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Poetry!</title><content type='html'>well, I kinda liked writing the last poetry (even though I hated the results) so I decide to do it again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked upon the glowing screen&lt;br /&gt;and imagined his face&lt;br /&gt;he looked upon the glowing screen&lt;br /&gt;and imagined what he would do&lt;br /&gt;to her&lt;br /&gt;she came to the elected spot&lt;br /&gt;at the correct time&lt;br /&gt;he came to the same spot&lt;br /&gt;she was never seen again&lt;br /&gt;he took her back to his house&lt;br /&gt;she screamed&lt;br /&gt;he laughed&lt;br /&gt;she cried&lt;br /&gt;he sighed&lt;br /&gt;she sobbed&lt;br /&gt;he stabbed&lt;br /&gt;she died&lt;br /&gt;he cried&lt;br /&gt;she was never seen again&lt;br /&gt;he was never happy again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFGS!! WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST WRITE?!?!? I truly am sorry for those of you who i tricked into reading this scary and depressing peice of shit. I truly am. Eeeewww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-109891326426224740?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/109891326426224740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=109891326426224740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109891326426224740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109891326426224740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/10/more-poetry.html' title='More Poetry!'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-109884815700719665</id><published>2004-10-26T22:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T20:13:16.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>survey</title><content type='html'>4 things that scare me...&lt;br /&gt;1spiders (fuck you all, they're scary)&lt;br /&gt;2. ...(people who are too quiet, you just know they're hiding something)&lt;br /&gt;3. ... (and not three dots, idiot)&lt;br /&gt;4. annoying bastards (you all know who I'm talking about)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things I don't understand...&lt;br /&gt;1. commercials that'll tell you everything but what the product is used for (damned medical commercials)&lt;br /&gt;2. the question: "Did it hurt?" after you tell them about an injury (of course it did you idiot, I broke my arm!)&lt;br /&gt;3. rascists (why?)&lt;br /&gt;4. reality tv shows (they're just stupid, like rich girls, who the HELL wants to see two rich girls spend their money.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things I am wearing right now...&lt;br /&gt;1.my old jeans (they're comfy)&lt;br /&gt;2. my goddammed fucking school oxford shirt (I fucking HATE dress-codes!)&lt;br /&gt;3. my plaid boxers (sexy, no?)&lt;br /&gt;4.my awesome white bra! (lol) (really, uumm.... nothing else)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things on my desk...&lt;br /&gt;1.pencils (a WHOLE bunch)&lt;br /&gt;2.lots of paper (my desck is such a mess)&lt;br /&gt;3. a clock (digital, 'cause I'm bad at telling time)&lt;br /&gt;4.another clock same as before (yes, I have 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things I want to do before I die...&lt;br /&gt;1.have a samurai fight ( with katanas and all. course, thats probably how I'll end up dying.)&lt;br /&gt;2.make a succesful comic&lt;br /&gt;3.be a master swordsman (even though in manga, they always say that a woman can't be a master at swords)&lt;br /&gt;4.to bring about the coming of Ragnorok (thats porbably how I'll die. In ragnorok)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things I like about my body...&lt;br /&gt;1.my eyes (im fascinated by eyes, for some odd reason)&lt;br /&gt;2.my hands (they're..just..cool)&lt;br /&gt;3.my hair (its pretty..and..yeah)&lt;br /&gt;4. ....my boobs? (yes, I like my boobs. even though I am a man...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things I don't like about my body...&lt;br /&gt;1.my legs (they're horrible when i wear shorts and stuff)&lt;br /&gt;2.in some ways, my nose (its just odd)&lt;br /&gt;3.my stomach (its round, im not saying im fat, its just that it isn't flat)&lt;br /&gt;4.my scalp (...fucking dandruff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things most people don't know about me...&lt;br /&gt;1.I'm a nice guy (most people don't know me that well)&lt;br /&gt;2.I think I'm bi (I'm not sure yet, but I'm almost certain. Go LGBT!)&lt;br /&gt;3.I have been to a phsychologist (I want to be a psychologist, but I hate psychiatrists. Thats just more school, to do less work. All they do is hand out pills. Oh, you're disorganized? Have these pills! Fucking lazy bastards *gereralizaton*)&lt;br /&gt;4.I am a very caring person (same reason as nice guy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things I say the most...&lt;br /&gt;1.Meh&lt;br /&gt;2.Dude!?!?!? (In a high-pitched voice)&lt;br /&gt;3. ... (i do that a lot)&lt;br /&gt;4.Oy (Its so much cooler then "yo")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 places I want to go...&lt;br /&gt;1. Japan (^^)&lt;br /&gt;2. Iceland (religious reasons)&lt;br /&gt;3. Switzerland (Yay neutrality!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Vallhalla (same reason as iceland)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 names I go by...&lt;br /&gt;1.Lee (my name)&lt;br /&gt;2.Jennings (Lee, you bastards!)&lt;br /&gt;3.Hawkridge (learn my name, motherfucker!)&lt;br /&gt;4.him (that one, it. damn you all who do that to me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 bad habits I have...&lt;br /&gt;1.chewing gum (a lot of gum)&lt;br /&gt;2.im lazy (i even get yelled at for being lazy.)&lt;br /&gt;3.chewing on pencils/pens (I have an "oral fixation")&lt;br /&gt;4. ...annoying noises (so?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things I wish I had...&lt;br /&gt;1.maybe a boyfreind? (I want to see if I really am bi)&lt;br /&gt;2.a really cool compy (wouldn't we all)&lt;br /&gt;3.a new name (i really don't like my name, plus its just a really stupid name)&lt;br /&gt;4.a person i can trust (I already have some, but not enough.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 scents I love...&lt;br /&gt;1.lavender (fuck you all, it smells good)&lt;br /&gt;2.lilac (goddamit, it does too!)&lt;br /&gt;3.sharpy (woohoo)&lt;br /&gt;4.cigarette somke (I don't smoke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things I'd never wear...&lt;br /&gt;1.a leather strap outfit, with restraints. (think BDSM *shudders*)&lt;br /&gt;2.girls clothes (wait... I already did)&lt;br /&gt;3. ...anything from Hot Topic (eewww)&lt;br /&gt;4. ... (yeah....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things I have done today...&lt;br /&gt;1.read manga (yay! samurai deeper kyo!)&lt;br /&gt;2.read a book (interview with a vampire. Its a good book!)&lt;br /&gt;3.got annoyed (damned people bugging me)&lt;br /&gt;4.um....nothin' else really The last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things I have bought...&lt;br /&gt;1. a norweigan grimoir (for bindrune spells)&lt;br /&gt;2. Lacuna Coil CD&lt;br /&gt;3. Otep CD&lt;br /&gt;4. Muse CD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 people I would like to spend more time with...&lt;br /&gt;1.Liz (I &lt;3 you)&lt;br /&gt;2.Audrey (yay for fake marriage)&lt;br /&gt;3.Nina ('cause she's just that cool)&lt;br /&gt;4.Sarah (she's cool too and for all the help we have given each other)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 bands I like...&lt;br /&gt;1. Lacuna Coil (Italian)&lt;br /&gt;2.Nightwish (Finnish)&lt;br /&gt;3.Muse (american)&lt;br /&gt;4.The 5,6,7,8s (Japanese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 people I have kissed/been kissed by...&lt;br /&gt;1. ...(fuck you all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 random facts about myself..&lt;br /&gt;1.I hate little children (they whine, scream, and cry when they can't get what they want)&lt;br /&gt;2.I am a follower of the religion of Asartru (Norse religion) (specifically Loki)&lt;br /&gt;3.I like the night (its so beautiful to walk outside and see the moon shining and the night is so quiet. the air is warm and has a nice smell. beautiful.)&lt;br /&gt;4.I like to write (fantasy/sci-fi stories. Sometimes a blend of the two)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-109884815700719665?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/109884815700719665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=109884815700719665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109884815700719665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109884815700719665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/10/survey_26.html' title='survey'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-109884059285518714</id><published>2004-10-26T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T18:29:52.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, lets see, today I really didn't do much. Uumm... Oooh! I've got it! A rant! MUWAHAHAHAHA!!! There is no escape from my rants! You see, today's topic shall be... Childrens Rights (I think kids should be able to vote)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the much considered, much scorned childrens rights! See, I am a child, and therefore am biased. But- Wait, don't go! I promise I'll be good! As I was saying, but I still have a "fair and blanced" veiw. (Wow, quoting fox news isn't really helping my case, is it?) See, I am a smart kid. As are many of the kids I know. Of course I know some kids who aren't. And some who belive whatever thier parents tell them. That's why I think there should be a voting test dealie. Kids should have to take the test, and somewhere in there, hidden, would be who they would vote for. Thus, if thier parnts instructed them to cote for someone, then they wouldn't have a chance to. HAH! I'm a genius! Or maybe this logic only works for me, and I'm just really tired. Well, if I apologize for this tomorrow, then, I'm just tired. Good Night! May Loki's grace be with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Music: Romanticide-Nighwish&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: argumentative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-109884059285518714?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/109884059285518714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=109884059285518714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109884059285518714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109884059285518714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/10/well-lets-see-today-i-really-didnt-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-109882930082575918</id><published>2004-10-26T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T15:21:40.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poems</title><content type='html'>Today I have nothing to say, so I've decided to try my hand at some poetry. This is all free-form people. None of this was written before hand. Lets see how I do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked at him with eyes of silver&lt;br /&gt;He looked at her and saw his life&lt;br /&gt;She took his hand and sailed away&lt;br /&gt;Into the moonless night (I wasn't trying to rhyme)&lt;br /&gt;He looked at the stars and cried aloud&lt;br /&gt;"Why must it be this way?"&lt;br /&gt;She could not hear his cries&lt;br /&gt;And sailed into the moonless night&lt;br /&gt;He returned to their spot to wait for her&lt;br /&gt;But she never returned&lt;br /&gt;He wondered what had happened to her&lt;br /&gt;As he wasted away&lt;br /&gt;She never returned to that moonless isle&lt;br /&gt;And he never saw her again&lt;br /&gt;She never returned to any isle&lt;br /&gt;And died alone upon the sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. That was really weird. That poem was sad. But I'm not said right now. In fact, I'm actually happy. What’s wrong with me? Okay, lets try that again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The golem upon the hill stands alone&lt;br /&gt;He stands without a thought or a care&lt;br /&gt;The golem upon the hill does not worry&lt;br /&gt;About love, or life, or the safety of others&lt;br /&gt;About what others think or what others do&lt;br /&gt;About who they are in love with&lt;br /&gt;Or who they kissed&lt;br /&gt;About when the next class is&lt;br /&gt;Or when he will be noticed&lt;br /&gt;By that certain someone&lt;br /&gt;About last night or the night before&lt;br /&gt;He has not a care in the world for&lt;br /&gt;What he wore the other day&lt;br /&gt;Or when he will get that long-awaited raise&lt;br /&gt;For when he will grow taller&lt;br /&gt;Or when he will “grow up”&lt;br /&gt;For what he will do on that all-important date&lt;br /&gt;Because for him, that date never happened&lt;br /&gt;He doesn’t worry about whether he did his homework&lt;br /&gt;Or if he understood that last math problem&lt;br /&gt;When I look at that golem upon the hill, I wonder&lt;br /&gt;What would it be like to be that carefree?&lt;br /&gt;When I look upon that oh-so-envied golem,&lt;br /&gt;All I can think of is&lt;br /&gt;What it would be like to be a golem?&lt;br /&gt;And what would one do in ones spare time?&lt;br /&gt;Then I realized just what was happening&lt;br /&gt;And soon I too stood upon that hill&lt;br /&gt;I stood there for centuries and saw what went on&lt;br /&gt;I stood there for years and all I could do was think&lt;br /&gt;None of my worries went away with my life,&lt;br /&gt;None of my worries disappeared&lt;br /&gt;All of my worries remained in my mind&lt;br /&gt;But all I could do is think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, I’ll come clean. This one has been bouncing around in my head for a while. I just really wanted it down somewhere. I had some idea of what I wanted it to say, but it ended up taking a life of its own. I had never even considered becoming the golem, but that’s how it turned out. Cool. Anyway, that’s all for tonight. See you tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-109882930082575918?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/109882930082575918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=109882930082575918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109882930082575918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109882930082575918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/10/poems.html' title='Poems'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-109874716808870136</id><published>2004-10-25T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T11:26:07.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CTY</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';color:#777777;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As I have told you I, along with many others, go to CTY (really awesome camp, I'm sure others you know have been there, or you could find one that has a blog). (Carlisle all the way bitches!!) At CTY you undergo many changes and meet many cool people. And some not-so-cool. And most people hook up there; regardless of whether-or-not they have a "significant other" back home. Meh, who cares? Anyway, I too met someone there. And, despite my mental self screaming no, I fell in love (I guess I'm just hopeless that way) and for a short time in my life, I was happy (don't get me wrong, comparatively, I lead a great life, I just hate it, you want it, take it). So, me and "my love" (no name for now) danced together and all that good stuff, (I was even lucky enough for it to rain one Saturday, so the outdoor activities were cancelled and they had indoor stuff like movies! yeah!) But on one Saturday night dance, the dream was shattered, along with my heart. At the dance, every time I approached her she would get up and move. For the remaining week of CTY, she would neither make eye contact nor talk to me. On top of that, she would avoid me like the plague. It hurt like hell. Anyone who has been scorned knows what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';color:#777777;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Current Music:White Night Fantasy-Nightwish&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood:Melancholy&lt;/p&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/8797215-109874716808870136?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/109874716808870136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=109874716808870136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109874716808870136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109874716808870136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/10/cty_25.html' title='CTY'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-109867464535109675</id><published>2004-10-24T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T20:24:05.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homecoming Dance (after)</title><content type='html'>Wow. Thats all I can really say. Wow. Homecoming was insanely awesome. I told you about my date? Well she was absolutely gorgeous. I mean, she was stunning. Really. Wow. &lt;em&gt;Serious&lt;/em&gt; writers block here. I can't think of anything to say. Uuummm... it was really fun. Like, we never danced, but it was still really fun. like, its really fun to just talk with someone who you really like. Like, my ideal girlfriend is someone who's like, smart, funny, pretty, and likes to talk. And my ideal date would be like, a cool dimly-lit coffee shop where we could just sit and talk. And drink. Drink coffee. I like talking. My friend Jack (yes, the vrey same jack who's the guitarist from the famous band event horizon, soon to be named... something. I'm not quite sure yet) kept telling me to make a move on her. I never did because she just went through this shitty thing with this guy she asked to homecoming. He was a total ass. I never met him, but she asked him and he said he couldn't make it, but he said he could make it to her step-sister (I don't think he knew she was her step-sister, or maybe he did and was just stupid). So I didn't really want to do anything 'cause I figured she wouldn't really go for that. And its not really my style. Then this obnoxious kid Bennet kept coming over and just reenforcing my opinon of him. That he's an obnoxious asshole. He would come over and say something soo stupid and soo childish you would just want to kill him. He's like that guy everyone knows who'll go up to a girl and ask her if she wants to see the backseat of his new minicoup. But he wouldn't just stop at saying things. He would also come over and do stupid shit like pour water on Jack and his girlfriend Sammie (lead singer of event horizon) or put a bannana in his pants. Dumbass. Whatever. Besides that, homecoming was awesome. Liz (my date) was soo gorgeous in her dress. Wow. Well, Its late and I gotta get up early tomorrow, so Good Night everybody! Embrace Loki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Music: Lee-Tenacious D&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood: Ecstatic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-109867464535109675?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/109867464535109675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=109867464535109675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109867464535109675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109867464535109675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/10/homecoming-dance-after_24.html' title='Homecoming Dance (after)'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-109857133066374085</id><published>2004-10-23T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T15:42:10.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Linkage!!</title><content type='html'>Bonjour les gens. I have returned to intimate (it works, check the &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=intimate"&gt;dictionary/thesaurus&lt;/a&gt;) my vast knowledge of internet sites that are awesome and entertaining. Some of them are even useful. Lets begin, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a site that was started by me, actually. &lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/nameless3/index.htm"&gt;http://www.freewebs.com/nameless3/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two are a couple of pretty cool webcomics (I read a lot of those) which make fun of RPG games. They're pretty funny at times. &lt;a href="http://www.rpgworldcomic.com/"&gt;http://www.rpgworldcomic.com/&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.adventurers-comic.com/"&gt;http://www.adventurers-comic.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is a funny one that makes fun of super heroes and the like. &lt;a href="http://www.antiheroforhire.com/"&gt;http://www.antiheroforhire.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a pretty good one about uumm... well... I'm not quite sure. A friend told me about it. It takes place in this fantasy world and involve a bandit/hero/marksman/outlaw and he's travelling with a paladin, a mage, a mage trapped in the body of a horse, and they are all trying to save the world from the moon daemon. Its pretty cool. &lt;a href="http://cascadia.verunne.net/"&gt;http://cascadia.verunne.net/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next one is a really cool-looking comic, but I don't really know how cool it is 'cause the dude who writes it hasn't updated in months. But whatever. Its his choice. Go there anyway, 'cause its really cool. &lt;a href="http://directionsofdestiny.com/index.htm"&gt;http://directionsofdestiny.com/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a cool one that was referred to me by my friend (same one). Its about a seer who becomes this unknowing hero. Its pretty cool and kinda funny at times. &lt;a href="http://www.dominic-deegan.com/"&gt;http://www.dominic-deegan.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is another really cool comic about this kid who, like, dies... or... something. Its pretty confusing at first, but its cool. &lt;a href="http://www.bonsaimechafactory.org/eidolicfringe/"&gt;http://www.bonsaimechafactory.org/eidolicfringe/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this has got to be the best comic I've ever read. Its art work is incredible and the story is awesome. If you don't check it out, I will personally hunt you down and tear your eyes out through the back of your neck. You say its not possible? &lt;em&gt;Try me&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.fallencomic.com/"&gt;http://www.fallencomic.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was also referred to me Liz (the same friend from the other 2). Its a funny comic set in anchient japan. Its pretty good. &lt;a href="http://www.noneedforbushido.com/index.html"&gt;http://www.noneedforbushido.com/index.html&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next one is a really cool comic about angels and some zombie-kid and stuff like that. check it out. &lt;a href="http://www.malakh.com/comic.php"&gt;http://www.malakh.com/comic.php&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is a really funny sitcommy-type comic. The art is pretty good, and the diolouge is hillarious. Its pretty short though. Thats the main drawback. Not enough of them. &lt;a href="http://www.niego.org/index.html"&gt;http://www.niego.org/index.html&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.supafine.com/"&gt;http://www.supafine.com/&lt;/a&gt; is a webcomic about 2 friends who have very weird lives. Its really funny but they haven't updated in a while. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Cthulu is possibly the greatest idea I have ever seen. Imagine Cthulu (read up on H.P. Lovecraft) in the world of Hello Kitty. There's just a few conditions: He has no powers and no one can die or feel pain. Except for him. Hillarity ensues. &lt;a href="http://www.hello-cthulhu.com/"&gt;http://www.hello-cthulhu.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last one is another really good comic. Its about a daemon muse who got a job in Interpol (so cool). Its got good artwork and a cool-looking story. Its still young though, and updates are few and far-between. WARNING: &lt;em&gt;This comic is rated "R"  according to the artist. You have been warned. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/rebellion/fujuigumball/index.html"&gt;http://www.angelfire.com/rebellion/fujuigumball/index.html&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-109857133066374085?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/109857133066374085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=109857133066374085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109857133066374085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109857133066374085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/10/linkage.html' title='Linkage!!'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-109850374849455730</id><published>2004-10-22T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T15:42:09.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homecoming Dance</title><content type='html'>Woot!! I have a date to my homecoming dance! She's really cool too, 'cause I've known her for like, 6 or 7 years, and we're like, really good friends. We're both into webcomics and anime too! Wow, this is so cool. I kinda figured that after the CTY fiasco (was once a post, but I took it down) that it would take at least until 2005 before I felt ready to try again. Cool!! I have a more resiliant self-esteem (however low it may be) then I thought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-109850374849455730?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/109850374849455730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=109850374849455730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109850374849455730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109850374849455730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/10/homecoming-dance.html' title='Homecoming Dance'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-109848516782637723</id><published>2004-10-22T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T15:46:07.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fucking quizzes!</title><content type='html'>I have no idea why, but the fucking quizzes I took won't show the pictures. Whatever. Well, in the likely case that I don't update before tomorrow night, MY FIRST HOMECOMING IS TOMORROW NIGHT!!!! Woot woot!! I don't really have a date yet, but I plan to remedy that. Hopefully. Whatever. I don't really care. Awww man, if I am able to get an appointment, I'm gonna die my hair black, and go to homecoming with a black denim button-up shirt and black pants with a black blazer. I love black &lt;3!! (In case you haven't already noticed) I'm gonna be pimpin' Woot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-109848516782637723?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/109848516782637723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=109848516782637723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109848516782637723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109848516782637723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/10/fucking-quizzes.html' title='fucking quizzes!'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-109841449702080893</id><published>2004-10-21T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T15:20:45.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quizzes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="You like the splatter of head peices." src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/anarchychild/1038781493_headsplody.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head splody....watch for flying head chunks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/anarchychild/quizzes/What%20JTHM%20moment%20are%20you?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What JTHM moment are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought to you by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/AWESOME!!!%20%20&lt;img%20src=" border="0" alt="Cowboy Bebop's spike"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/Fricken" alt="folken" 20src=" border="&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are FOLKEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/discoranger/quizzes/ANIME%20QUIZ%20-%20Which%20Escaflowne%20Character%20Are%20You?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ANIME QUIZ - Which Escaflowne Character Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought to you by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/&lt;img%20src=" border="0" alt="Vicious"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are Vicious from "Cowboy Bebop"!You are IRRITABLE evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/discoranger/quizzes/ANIME%20QUIZ%20-%20Which%20Evil%20Anime%20Badass%20Are%20You?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ANIME QUIZ - Which Evil Anime Badass Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought to you by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/&lt;img%20src=" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8a8fd48)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.... You are the quiet person in the back of the&lt;br /&gt;room no one notices. You use differnet&lt;br /&gt;tequniques and are considered an&lt;br /&gt;"outcast". You tend to travel alone&lt;br /&gt;and like it that way. P.S. someone your like:&lt;br /&gt;Trowa Barton(well Sabashtion :P but i dont like&lt;br /&gt;his real name)(Gundam Wing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/HappyBakaGurl/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20anime%20character%20you%20would%20be%20if%20you%20were%20born%20in%20Anime%20World/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What kind of anime character you would be if you were born in Anime World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought to you by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/&lt;img%20src=" border="0" alt="A sexy guy. Blond, with green eyes. Crayon."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sexy killer.You're normal enough, but you DID snap that one&lt;br /&gt;time... I recomend bleach for removing those&lt;br /&gt;"stains"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/JeiDied/quizzes/What%20type%20of%20anime%20killer%20psychopath%20are%20you?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What type of anime killer psychopath are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought to you by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/&lt;img%20src=" border="0" alt="Wolf Daemon"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your WOLF DAEMON shows that you are solitary,&lt;br /&gt;ferocious, and often intimidating, but not&lt;br /&gt;without your sufficient loyalty and poise.&lt;br /&gt;People tend to misunderstand you, but you&lt;br /&gt;prefer your own company, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Knockturn/quizzes/What%20Animal%20Would%20Your%20Daemon%20Settle%20As?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What Animal Would Your Daemon Settle As?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought to you by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/&lt;img%20src=" border="0" alt="Black Dragon"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are a black dragon! Master of the shadows and&lt;br /&gt;nightmares. People claim you to be evil but&lt;br /&gt;you're just misunderstood. You just want to be&lt;br /&gt;alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/LadyAmber/quizzes/Which%20Dragon%20resides%20in%20your%20soul?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Which Dragon resides in your soul? (cool pictures!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought to you by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/&lt;img%20src=" border="0" alt="Gargoyle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are a gargoyle. You are powerful and tough. You&lt;br /&gt;can turn into stone to fool your foes and you&lt;br /&gt;are often used to guard places such as&lt;br /&gt;Cathedrals and Parliment buildings. You keep&lt;br /&gt;out evil with your strength, though you tend to&lt;br /&gt;be alone. Not many people take the time to get&lt;br /&gt;to know you, and they fear your prescence. You&lt;br /&gt;are often seen as respectable and courageous.&lt;br /&gt;People rely on you to protect them and you are&lt;br /&gt;feared and respected by many. Good job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/LadyAmber/quizzes/Which%20Mystical%20creature%20are%20you%20bound%20to?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Which Mystical creature are you bound to? (cool pictures!Finished!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought to you by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/&lt;img%20src=" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8aa2334)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Assassin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/LadyAqua/quizzes/What%20was%20your%20job%20in%20a%20past%20life?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What was your job in a past life? (LOTS of results &amp;amp; Anime Pics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought to you by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/&lt;img%20src=" border="0" alt="showyvamp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you are a.. ClASSIC vampire. you are somewhat&lt;br /&gt;gothic, keep to yourself, and that's the way&lt;br /&gt;you like things. you are traditional and old&lt;br /&gt;fassioned. you might not do well with machines.&lt;br /&gt;simple is better. You love the fact that you&lt;br /&gt;are a vampire and wouldnt trade it for the&lt;br /&gt;world. so many advantages! you love to terrify&lt;br /&gt;the weaker race of humans silly. you also&lt;br /&gt;despice the "cute" vampires. you go&lt;br /&gt;with your insticts on everything, keep doing&lt;br /&gt;what your good at, the older ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/neefer/quizzes/what%20kind%20of%20vampire%20are%20you?(hellsing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what kind of vampire are you?(hellsing pics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought to you by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/&lt;img%20src=" border="0" alt="Arabic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Al-shurprais! You shudd speaq ARABIC `as&lt;br /&gt;al-lankhu'adj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/N-true/quizzes/What%20language%20are%20you%20supposed%20to%20speak?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What language are you supposed to speak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought to you by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/&lt;img%20src=" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YOU ARE ... PSYCHOTIC SIDEKICK! (Edward from Cowboy&lt;br /&gt;Bebop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/shrike/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20Anime%20Character%20Are%20You?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What Kind of Anime Character Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought to you by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/&lt;img%20src=" border="0" alt="Your card is 'The Hermit'!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Hermit! The card of circumspection,&lt;br /&gt;intelligence and isolation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/StigmaCowgirl/quizzes/..:What"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..:What's your personal Tarot Card?:.. ( Anime Pictures )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought to you by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/&lt;img%20src=" border="0" alt="Apathetic!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are COWBOY BEBOP. You are the the loner...youdon't really care about mostthings..........well, you have a past and youdon't like to talk about it, it hurts too much.You are a bounty hunter and you don't make verymuch money, but you get by. Your bast willeventually come back to haunt you, but untillthen kick some ass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/DemonicShadow04/quizzes/What%20Anime%20show%20are%20you%20from?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What Anime show are you from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apathetic. You my apathetic friend, you should care more about your life, right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/StigmaCowgirl/quizzes/..:What"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..:What's your psychological problem?:.. ( Anime Pictures )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; brought to you by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-109841449702080893?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/109841449702080893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=109841449702080893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109841449702080893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109841449702080893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/10/quizzes_21.html' title='quizzes'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-109840926403641689</id><published>2004-10-21T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T18:41:04.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another story</title><content type='html'>here's my other story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;              &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INVISIBLE&lt;br /&gt;            SKYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Prologue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“Finally!” shouted Francis, “Finally I have created a rejuvenating element!” The man would have jumped for joy if he had the energy as he ran his hands through his graying hair. He had worked through the night for three days and every inch of his 6-½ feet was weary from lack of sleep. His eyes, which used to be a bright, healthy blue were now a blurred, tired gray.&lt;br /&gt;“If I have made all my calculations correctly, than this new element should allow anyone who consumes it to ‘turn back the clock’” he made a hollow laugh at this, “though its more like having all the signs and effects of aging being sucked forcibly out through every orifice.&lt;br /&gt;          “Although, if I’m not mistaken, this element is just a touch too powerful. If consumed now, it would take hundreds of years off a life instead of 50. For a normal human, this would be fatal. I’ll have to mix it into a compound to ease it up a bit if I am to sell this incredible invention.” He looked conspiratorially around the stone chamber, “though, I, of course, will not need such diluting, neither will the others in fact, that is exactly what we need.”&lt;br /&gt;          Francis looked down at his notes, to double-check if they were completely accurate. He mumbled to himself as he read. “…As I combined the liquid Samarium &amp; Krypton, ½ oz., I added ¼ oz. of Arsenic. This created a reaction that caused the concoction to turn a bright, iridescent blue… after adding the, no, no, no, not liquid Americinum, liquid Americium… I found that the formula became extremely volatile and at this point, I suffered many burns from the resulting explosions…”&lt;br /&gt;          He went on this way for many hours, until finally, Francis managed to drag himself away from the stone room and get some well needed sleep.&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;“Sir, sensors indicate that the secret element has just been discovered.” Said the attendant, “it seems to have fallen into the wrong hands.”&lt;br /&gt;          The man to which she spoke was 6ft. three and had mid to long brown hair tied in a rattail. He had a sad face and a hunching figure. Thrown over his body was a black leather trench coat. It seemed as if he had just woken up.&lt;br /&gt;          The room he was in was black-walled, black-floored, and filled with shiny, flashing, beeping machinery. The man had no idea how they worked and rarely every saw, let alone used them. There were people sitting at computer stations strewn about the room. He was currently standing behind one of them. The people using the computers were clad in black leather jumpsuits.&lt;br /&gt;Damn. “Oh, crap. Who’s?” muttered Jeremy as he whipped around. “Please not The Orders’”&lt;br /&gt;          “I’m afraid that’s exactly who were dealing with here.”&lt;br /&gt;          “Well, where is it!?”&lt;br /&gt;          “That’s the problem, we don’t know.”&lt;br /&gt;          “Well, why not!?”&lt;br /&gt;          “We have our best men working on it, but it seems to be hidden via magic. Our sensors can’t pierce it.”&lt;br /&gt;          “Wait, did you say a shield of magic?”&lt;br /&gt;          “Yes, why sir?”&lt;br /&gt;          “There is only one creature in this dimension that can create a shield of magic at will.”&lt;br /&gt;          “Sir, you can’t mean-”&lt;br /&gt;          “Yes, Darkness has surfaced.”&lt;br /&gt;          “But we still don’t know where he is. Regardless of who it is, they have still hidden from our sensors.”&lt;br /&gt;          However, Jeremy didn’t hear a word of it. He had already left the room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Beginning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to the place of the last battle, our way.&lt;br /&gt;The woman who sent this cryptic message shook her head in disgust. “I can’t believe how hard that is now. I need to practice more.”&lt;br /&gt;          She undid her ponytail and let her long, brown hair hang down past her shoulders. She was 5 foot three and had slightly hunching shoulders and yet her back was unusually straight. She had a slightly crooked roman-style nose. Her eyes were a bright blue and she was wearing a long green dress with a huge black rabbit in the center.&lt;br /&gt;          Around her were three more people all dressed in green, green tunics, vests, leggings, or dresses. They were all standing around in a circle and looked like some kind of medieval reenactment. Yet it was for a much more sinister reason that they were here.&lt;br /&gt;          “Good, now that they have been called out, we can count on their being there. Now, all you have to do is to find the last one.” said a man who looked remarkably like Sean Connery. Minus the wrinkles and the white hair. He looked like a Sean Connery in his mid-to-late twenties. His hair was red, and he was wearing a green vest, which looked like it was made out of some kind of silk-like material, lust like the others’ clothes. His had a humongous black ox dominating the front of it. His eyes, a bright intelligent hazel.&lt;br /&gt;          “Yes, but who is the last one?” asked a woman wearing a green kimono. Her face was the kind wars were waged over. Her eyes, a deep, sensual green. Her hair was like a raven’s feathers. She was roughly 6’ 7”, though it was hard to tell because of her high-heels. Wrapped around her kimono was an enormous black serpent. Possibly a rattler, though it was hard to tell the species, as it had no definable markings.&lt;br /&gt;          “The last one of Us is Dragon, duh. I mean, just look at any Zodiac, and he is the only one on Our side of it,” A huge man, his size rivaled only by the gigantic black tiger controlling the front of his green tunic, declared this, “though you never know, Dog could be on our side. On the other hand, we could just find him first and kill him. Yeah. Heh heh heh.”&lt;br /&gt;          “Oh, do shut up Tiger. Nobody cares what you think.” This comment came from a woman with long blonde hair that she had tied in a bun. She seemed about 5’8” though she had an air of command about her, so it was hard to tell. She was wearing a green suit and stood slightly apart from the group. In the upper-left corner of the suit was a small, black rat pin. It seemed as if she had not been there a second ago.&lt;br /&gt;          “Ah, you have retuned Rat.” Said Ox, “ and I see you are now demonstrating the proper way to dress for this century.”&lt;br /&gt;          “Yes,” said Rat, “though only some people wear these clothes.”&lt;br /&gt;There was an odd blur around Rat, and when she came back into focus, she was wearing blue caprice pants, a tight, green tank top and her hair was loose and dyed a bright orange. She still had the pin.&lt;br /&gt;“On the street they wear this.”&lt;br /&gt;“Which do you prefer?” Rabbit this time.&lt;br /&gt;“I would have to say the suit.” Snake.&lt;br /&gt;“I myself enjoy this.” Rat.&lt;br /&gt;“ENOUGH” shouted Tiger, “please, just shut up.”&lt;br /&gt;“Tiger is right, ”said Ox, “it is time to search for Dragon, the one who is destined to lead us to victory against the Interstellar Defense Corps.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yes,” said Snake, “but, isn’t that your job, Ox?”&lt;br /&gt;“Of course, but I will need all of you to help me.” He said, “Except for Rabbit. You must stay here and guard the lab at all costs.”&lt;br /&gt;“Of course.” She said.&lt;br /&gt;“Tiger, you will be in South America,”&lt;br /&gt;“Check” and he took off running.&lt;br /&gt;“Now, Rat, you check Japan and than join tiger,”&lt;br /&gt;“Done” said Rat, and disappeared leaving a slight after-image.&lt;br /&gt;“...and Snake, you go after Asia.”&lt;br /&gt;          “Right.” And instead of a well-dressed woman standing there, there was a large red dragon.&lt;br /&gt;          “Uh, Snake, you might want to choose a less conspicuous form.”&lt;br /&gt;          “But it’s the Chinese New Year, I will fit right in.”&lt;br /&gt;          “Well, okay, just remember not to reveal Us. The time is not yet ripe.&lt;br /&gt;“Of course I won’t, how stupid do you take me for?” she said with a censorious look.&lt;br /&gt;“Of course, I was only being careful. Now hurry, the time is near.”&lt;br /&gt;And she was gone, a small shadow on the ground, making people below her look up quizzically to see only a silhouette of what looked like a large bird.&lt;br /&gt;“And now for me to take Europe, North America and Africa.”&lt;br /&gt;Then, he concentrated and visualized a list of the laws of physics. Then, he changed into a pawn on the list, now a chess player, being controlled, and having to live by the laws of physics. Then in his mind, he grew into the opponent, and won the game. He bested the laws, and had the power to personally transcend the Laws of Physics.&lt;br /&gt;And as he did this there was a flicker around him, and suddenly there were three of him. Then, another one walked through the same door he had entered an hour earlier.&lt;br /&gt;“Now than, I will go to North America.” Said one of them&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll be in Africa.” Said another Ox.&lt;br /&gt;“Guess I’ll take Europe than.” Said the original.&lt;br /&gt;“And I’ll stay here and protect Rabbit.” Said a fourth.&lt;br /&gt;He than produced three airline tickets; One to Cairo, one to New York, and one to London.&lt;br /&gt;“Thus, begins The Search For Dragon.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Search For Dragon&lt;/span&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/8797215-109840926403641689?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/109840926403641689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=109840926403641689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109840926403641689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109840926403641689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/10/another-story.html' title='another story'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-109840878752329314</id><published>2004-10-21T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T18:52:16.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>daemon wars</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;for those of you who have not gone to my website, here is one of my stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As David awoke, he immediately began his morning ritual. After checking his surroundings, he goes over everything that happened the day before, to check for memory losses that might indicate a possession or mind control. After that, he begins his prayers to whatever god was in power on the given day, or whichever one could help in the mission being carried out on the given day. Once this ritual was over, which could take 1 to 2½ hours, depending on the day, he would shower, dress, etc. As David looked into the mirror on this day, a tall man with long, black, hair stared back. Both men had a high roman nose, and a hardened face. Their eyes were a cool, grayish- green. Their face was tall and angular, ending in a pointed chin tipped with a short black goatee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;As David entered the main room of the apartment, he looked at his “assorted” crew.&lt;br /&gt;One was a shifter who currently looked just as he does, except with no beard, brown hair, and yellow eyes. His/her name was T’shal. (T-shăl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;Another was a telepath. She was one of the most beautiful people David had ever met. She had long, and I mean long, blonde hair, a small, button nose, and bright, blue eyes. Her face was tall and ovoid. She was on the tall side, and her name was Xuuizax. (Shūisaks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;The third member was an upper-class elf from Light Alfheim. He had a tall, triangular face, with high, spiked green hair. His ears were long and pointed, as was his nose. He had green eyes and he was probably about 6 to 7 feet. His name was Thorfinn Æriksson. (Thorfĭn Ericson)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;The final member was a shocker. He is a Russian dÆmon called a Vodjanoj. His kind are created when a baby is drowned. He was born when David’s own son was drowned in a satanic ritual. His son was 8 months old. The Vodjanoj had long, sea-blue hair and dark blue eyes. He had a small, flat nose and long, pointed ears. He had skin the color of clean water. He was tall and thin, like a stick even. Ever since he and David worked together to kill those responsible, and David stopped another dÆmon slayer from killing him, they have been close friends. The dÆmons’ name was Dimitri Ivanovitch Volodin. But his friends call him Misha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;These assorted creatures were all wearing similar clothing; black shirts and jeans, underneath long black trench coats. All except Dimitri, who was wearing the coat, overtop of a seaweed-green loincloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;“Am I the last one to wake?” asked David. They all nodded. “Oh well, T’shal, do we have a job yet?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;“Yes,” she said, “it arrived this morning. We have to find a lesser wolf dÆmon who has been terrorizing a small town in Minnesota. It was anonymous, &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;,  but we have been chartered a shuttle to the nearest city, which is 15 miles away; better pack your subcars.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;“Yes, and make sure that the dÆmon detector is functioning properly so we hit the right creature this time, and not a Splicer.” added Dimitri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;“Yes, Misha is right, Thorfinn, have you re-checked the equipment?” asked David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;“Wait, what’s a splicer again?” asked Thorfinn, “I just can’t understand these freakish Midgardr customs; and yes, of course.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;“Well, a splicer is a human who has had their DNA spliced with that of an animal or dÆmon to enhance their physical and mental abilities.” Said David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;“Or just to look ‘cool’.” Said Dimitri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;“Yes, well, that’s all well and good, but it can sometimes cause complete cerebral cellular breakdown resulting in insanity and extreme violence and viciousness. It is actually a very intricate procedure. It involves extracting the DNA from the chosen creature and subject and well, basically twisting them together, than placing them in the subjects’ body, where the remaining genes will react and convert themselves to conform to those recently added into the subjects body. Quite fascinating. It is much like evolution except at an extremely accelerated rate.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;“That may be so,” said Thorfinn, “but that still doesn’t explain why some people would take such a risk just to look cool, or to get stronger or faster.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;“Its because most humans are merely stupid.” Stated Misha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;"Hey!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;"I said &lt;em&gt;most, &lt;/em&gt;David, &lt;em&gt;most&lt;/em&gt;. Not all."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;"Well, stupid some of us may be, but we &lt;em&gt;need &lt;/em&gt;this human. For &lt;em&gt;money&lt;/em&gt;. Which we &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt;. For&lt;em&gt; food. &lt;/em&gt;Which we &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt;. To &lt;em&gt;live&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;em&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who is this guy anyway?" Asked Thorfinn. "How can we trust him to deliver payment if we don't even know who he is?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He said sometinhg here in the note." Said T'shal, "'You will recive payment when the job is complete. The full ∞3,000 will be wired to your accout.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have an account?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We do now. He made one for us. Kinda creepy if you ask me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, thats why I didn't ask you." Said David. "We should head out. Time is scarce."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No its not! Its a Lesser  Wolf dÆmon!" Said Thorfinn indignantly "We could kill one of these in our sleep! In fact, I did once!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But he didn't ask us to kill it, now did he?" Asked Xuuizax, "T'shal, feel like sharing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I hate it when you do that. She's right, he requested that we capture it and bring it to him undamaged." Confessed T'shal. "I wasn't going to tell you 'cause you know how much I hate that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You were gonna let us all starve 'cause of your weird little phobias?!?!?" Shouted Thorfinn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fuck you! You know as well as I do that a live dÆmon in the wrong hands could be used for unspeakable things!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So?!? Its not our job to determine wether or not someone should be able to do this! Its our job to do as we are told and nothing else! That is why we have this job! That is why we are paid!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So what?! You just wanna wait around until he summons something greater than a Lesser Wolf dÆmon?! You know thier blood can be used for that! You know the possiblities more than anyone! You of all Creatures shou-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SHUT THE FUCK UP!! YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT ME!! YOU-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP!!^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thorfinn and T'shal collapsed on the ground in a fit of mental agony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you Xuuizax." Said David calmly. "Now, if both of you would kindly stop drooling and get up from the floor, we can go. And T'shal, don't do that again. We need this money. We cannot afford to screw this up. And Thorfinn is right. 'Ours is not to wonder why. Ours is but to do or die.' My grandmother loved that quote and, to us, it applies perfectly. Oh, and Thorfinn, T'shal is equally right. We must keep a close eye on &lt;em&gt;any &lt;/em&gt;living dÆmon. Even if it is in the possesion of a former client. When they use its powers, then their lives are forfeit. Now lets go before any other civil wars break out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sall for now. I'll continue later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-109840878752329314?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/109840878752329314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=109840878752329314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109840878752329314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109840878752329314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/10/daemon-wars.html' title='daemon wars'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-109840855710752154</id><published>2004-10-21T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T18:29:17.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Crap</title><content type='html'>Well, the title is "Jaq's Random Crap" so I might as well put some random crap in here. From now on, I promise to put at least 1 of these posts up every week. (really, I'm just being lazy, these are much easyer then writing about my day) So, this weeks' random crap will be... &lt;em&gt;bum baa daa daaaan&lt;/em&gt;!! A RANT!!! *wild cheering ensues in Lee's mind. groupies mob him for love and wild orgies* Today I will be ranting on... Gunston Day School! Yes, for thise of you who have read my profile (hurry up and read, you'll be quizzed on it) I am a freshman at Gunston. Now, many things about my school piss me off to no end, but there are two things in particular that make my generaly bleak outlook on life go to an almost gothy (silly goths) level. These things are 1) Mr. Linn, my algebra 1 teacher. I fucking hate him sooooo much!!! And 2) the "student conduct off campus" rules. I mean WTF?? "conduct off-campus"??? What buisness is it of thiers what I do in my spare time?!?!? But worst of all, some of the "punishable off campus offenses" are, "any legal imprisonment" and &lt;em&gt;"public scandal"&lt;/em&gt;. WHAT THE MOTHERFUCKING HELL?!?!?! "PUBLIC SCANDAL"????!!!! That is one of those fucking vauge-ass rules like "disturbing the peace" and a "participation grade". I hate those kind of things. They only have those so that if you are not actually doing anything wrong, but they don't like you they can expel you or arrest you or drop your grade or whatever. Bastards. I mean, if you were arrested for drug-dealing or assult or something like that, then I could understand. But public scandal?? The &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; possible use for that rule would be to get back at someone they didn't like. Aaaahhhh... (that was a sigh) whatever. And about Mr. Linn, well, theres nothing I can do about that. I can just sleep during class and then answer the question right when he calls on me ('cause he wanted to make me look dumb and yell at me to pay attention) 'cause i've already passed that fucking class twice. Anyway, I've decided to put a little dealy here at the bottem of the post to tell you my mood and the current music. (if anyone knows how to do it for real, tell me 'cause i have no idea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who went to CTY 2nd session this year @ Carlisle PA and knows Lee, please say hey! I miss you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-109840855710752154?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/109840855710752154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=109840855710752154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109840855710752154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109840855710752154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/10/random-crap.html' title='Random Crap'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-109832360709111712</id><published>2004-10-20T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T18:53:27.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/99/2115/640/nightwish_newcover.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/99/2115/320/nightwish_newcover.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insanely awsome band. Really good album. Buy or die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-109832360709111712?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/109832360709111712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=109832360709111712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109832360709111712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109832360709111712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/10/insanely-awsome-band.html' title=''/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-109830832803964139</id><published>2004-10-20T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T14:38:48.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quizzes!</title><content type='html'>Yeah! Quizzes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jamesnetto/1068903688_umentsedea.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8c7c388)" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Edea, the cruel mistress of magic. You are&lt;br /&gt;very powerful, can control people, and want to&lt;br /&gt;get the best out of them. You are very aware of&lt;br /&gt;the political situations but violent at times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/jamesnetto/quizzes/What%20FFVIII%20charcter%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;What FFVIII charcter are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/O/OniChanX/1049874356_templaguna.jpg" border="0" alt="Laguna" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laguna:  Soldier longing to be a journalist, but&lt;br /&gt;ends up ruling a hidden nation way too advanced&lt;br /&gt;for its own good.  But hey, your funny too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/OniChanX/quizzes/FFVIII%20and%20You/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;FFVIII and You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/G/gunhoe86/1080730473_sktopmarth.gif" border="0" alt="Marth" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marth - Smooth, sleek as steel is a great way to&lt;br /&gt;describe Marth. He's got the looks, he's got&lt;br /&gt;the moves. What else could an arena fighter&lt;br /&gt;need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/gunhoe86/quizzes/Which%20Smash%20Bros.%20Melee%20character%20are%20you%20most%20like%3F/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;Which Smash Bros. Melee character are you most like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/LadyHawke1316/1067361722_esDROWDROW.jpg" border="0" alt="Drow" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drow: The Drow are the dark elves of the elven&lt;br /&gt;world.  They are darker than their gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;ebony skin.  There are many tales of the Drow,&lt;br /&gt;but perhaps the most famous Drow are those that&lt;br /&gt;reside in the Underdark of Menzoberranzan.&lt;br /&gt;Said to be more beautiful than regular elves,&lt;br /&gt;the Drow have perfect features and stark white&lt;br /&gt;hair.  But looks can be deceiving for to die&lt;br /&gt;naturally in the Drow world is to die with a&lt;br /&gt;sword in the back or heart.  Beware the Drow&lt;br /&gt;for they are the very symbol of evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/LadyHawke1316/quizzes/If%20You%20Were%20an%20Elf%2C%20What%20Race%20of%20Elf%20Would%20You%20Be%3F/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;If You Were an Elf, What Race of Elf Would You Be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/K/KaseyLovesNoOne/1097626894_faithhill2.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8a5f650)" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dount about it, Kasey should be your mentor. Of&lt;br /&gt;all the vampires in my books, Kasey is by far&lt;br /&gt;the most complex. She has endured so much pain&lt;br /&gt;in both her lifetimes, and craves freedom from&lt;br /&gt;it all. Kasey can be everything from hyper and&lt;br /&gt;crazy to depressed and philosophical, and does&lt;br /&gt;her best to view the world from an&lt;br /&gt;"outsider" point of view. (Kasey has&lt;br /&gt;darker blonde hair than this, and looks about&lt;br /&gt;17, with deep, hazel green eyes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/KaseyLovesNoOne/quizzes/Which%20of%20the%20Vampires%20From%20My%20Books%20Should%20Be%20Your%20Mentor%3F(with%20pics!)/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;Which of the Vampires From My Books Should Be Your Mentor?(with pics!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-109830832803964139?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/109830832803964139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=109830832803964139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109830832803964139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109830832803964139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/10/quizzes.html' title='quizzes!'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8797215.post-109830613438197932</id><published>2004-10-20T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T14:37:31.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi!!</title><content type='html'>Hey, whats up all you bloggeres out there? Yesterday I didn't really get to an introduction, as I really wanted to post that before I forgot. So, I am Lee. I am a freshman at Gunston Day School, and as you could guess from my last post I have attended CTY. I went 2nd session at Carlise campus (woot). (If anyone else here went there, please contact me) My email is &lt;a href="mailto:Jaq.Halogen@Gmail.com"&gt;Jaq.Halogen@Gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;, and my AIM is Kthajon. I am new here at Blogger, and I expect to like it. The interface is sooooo much better then others I have used. I have a website too (yeah!) its pretty lame, but I have some stories there, if you like them, email me. If you have any commments or &lt;em&gt;constructive&lt;/em&gt; critism, email me. Please? I am a very lonely person. Ummm... I think thats about it. Oh, don't expect any updates at my website, I am not able to log on (who knows why?) so if you have any suggestions for free web hosting, email/aim/comment. Sssooo... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8797215-109830613438197932?l=nameless3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/feeds/109830613438197932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8797215&amp;postID=109830613438197932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109830613438197932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8797215/posts/default/109830613438197932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nameless3.blogspot.com/2004/10/hi.html' title='Hi!!'/><author><name>Jaq Halogen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02373863714916964698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
