<?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-6162092</id><updated>2011-06-08T02:22:56.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck, it's cold.</title><subtitle type='html'>we're not gonna lie, there is no point to this.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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>189</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-115076065508201117</id><published>2006-06-19T19:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T19:44:15.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fuck. its hot and humid. AND we haven't posted in years.  tragic!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/115076065508201117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/115076065508201117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2006_06_18_archive.html#115076065508201117' title=''/><author><name>andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05798520534295080127</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-109638608076733103</id><published>2004-09-28T11:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T11:41:20.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so, kids, i have some good news. i talked with matt yesterday and with the jiminy disnick over at westcoaster, and it looks like y'all might be seeing fic grow a wee bit in the coming months. we're thinking about registering the domain fuckitscold.com and making it a multipage site involving videos and other awesome stuff like that. so we'll see how that goes. i guess the goal is to have a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/109638608076733103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/109638608076733103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_09_26_archive.html#109638608076733103' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-109582143909417733</id><published>2004-09-21T22:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T22:50:39.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so, i bet you're wondering "how the fuck did lucas con himself into posting again? he surely doesn't have time for such extracurricular involvement!" and, for the most part, you're right. what happened was i put up the new version of you know you go to 'gate if... and since i linked to fic from ykygtgi, i had to start posting again. whether or not andy and matt follow suit, however, is still </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/109582143909417733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/109582143909417733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_09_19_archive.html#109582143909417733' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-109341340288787994</id><published>2004-08-25T01:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T01:56:42.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>jersey girls have a special inner glow that makes them more beautiful than any other girls. - bon jovithat's the pollution, jon...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/109341340288787994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/109341340288787994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_08_22_archive.html#109341340288787994' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-10933969785230163</id><published>2004-08-24T21:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T21:22:58.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okay kids, we're heading back to school. fic should be running again soon. can't wait to see all you 'gate peoples.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/10933969785230163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/10933969785230163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_08_22_archive.html#10933969785230163' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108536912649224810</id><published>2004-05-23T23:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T23:25:26.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okay kids, so granted none of us have been posting much... or at all.but let's be serious. we busy peoples. i don't know when we'll jump on the posting bandwagon... probably after the novelty of summer has worn off. so check back in a week or so and hopefully you will find glorious, new-car-smell postage.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108536912649224810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108536912649224810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_05_23_archive.html#108536912649224810' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108418640649082240</id><published>2004-05-10T06:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T06:55:42.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alright kids, it's 6:49 EST and matt merner is on his way to the hurley residence via state shuttle. cross country havoc wreaking and general mischevious chaos is to ensue almost immediately upon arrival. we due in at cedar point mid-afternoon and i'll be goddamned if i'm going to let things like speed limits and state troopers prevent that arrival. let our will's be strong, the girls be hot, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108418640649082240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108418640649082240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108418640649082240' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108379669492045315</id><published>2004-05-05T18:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T18:42:40.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm busy at work, but i just wanted to quickly post and point out that my "terrorist" shirt is better than lukes pirate belt.  pictures of me modeling it in all its awesomeness will be posted soon.   -matt</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108379669492045315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108379669492045315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108379669492045315' title=''/><author><name>matt</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108372472523515652</id><published>2004-05-04T22:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T22:43:09.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok someone needs to post, and i guess i'll take on the task.  i'm sitting here at work doing work like things. ya.  this is a train of thought post today for all you that havent figure out yet.  my recomendation is for all of you to stay in school. work is hard, even if you like your job.  i need a fast vehicle.  i think i am going to seriously have to get my motorcycle liscence and testdrive </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108372472523515652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108372472523515652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108372472523515652' title=''/><author><name>matt</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108348057937177286</id><published>2004-05-02T02:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T02:53:59.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'll catch y'all up tomorrow after i finish my model... like twenty hours worth of model building really fries the brain.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108348057937177286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108348057937177286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108348057937177286' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108327785198593167</id><published>2004-04-29T18:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T18:35:09.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my pimp name is "sweet chocolate meeker squeeze." indeed.http://www.playerappreciate.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108327785198593167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108327785198593167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108327785198593167' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108312926470247896</id><published>2004-04-28T01:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T01:18:39.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yohurley1: he's badtheBADlucas: ?yohurley1: he's lucasyohurley1: he's "thebadlucas"theBADlucas: mmhmm</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108312926470247896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108312926470247896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108312926470247896' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108303556481610683</id><published>2004-04-26T23:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T23:16:58.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PSA:lucas's coming home to cali partymay 21 at the guest housebe there, square.oh yeah. drunkening will commence. beirut and stuff too i'm sure. but not beirut with beer. beirut with gin n juice. the only way to play. it's my welcome home party. so welcome me home, damn it. it'll be crazy. more later. i just remembered that i have to write something before my 8 30 tomorrow... gotta go...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108303556481610683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108303556481610683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108303556481610683' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108295009662641452</id><published>2004-04-25T23:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T23:32:28.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what matt hasn't noticed is that "weather together" is a rhyme. congrats on the accomplishment.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108295009662641452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108295009662641452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108295009662641452' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108295000083501572</id><published>2004-04-25T23:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T23:30:53.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>theBADlucas: you said something rhymes in your posttheSLEEPYmatt: the 3 cstheBADlucas: that's not a rhyme... that's an illiterationtheSLEEPYmatt: cruise cross countrytheSLEEPYmatt: well excuse my drumunkennesstheBADlucas: loltheSLEEPYmatt: nowdays everyone thinks their a rapstar who can dictate what rhymes and nottheBADlucas: loltheSLEEPYmatt: everyone knows the internet is the truth</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108295000083501572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108295000083501572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108295000083501572' title=''/><author><name>matt</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108294979404511656</id><published>2004-04-25T23:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T17:42:04.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm not gonna lie, i'm confused as to what rhymes. secondly, the liberty bell is in philadelphia.EDIT: after pointing out that nothing in his post rhymes, matt pointed out "cruise cross country" as though it rhymes. i then pointed out to him that that is an alliteration. please excuse his drunkening. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108294979404511656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108294979404511656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108294979404511656' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-10829495655520393</id><published>2004-04-25T23:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T17:39:05.873-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok.. all you peoples out there that have wanted an opportunity for us (your idols) to spend time with you...   you are in luck!  you too could someday put a sign in your house that says "luke and matt slept here" (think those damn george washington slept here signs that i know are located around the east coast, but way cooler looking), and then your descendents can turn it into a quaint bed and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/10829495655520393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/10829495655520393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#10829495655520393' title=''/><author><name>matt</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108274024910399480</id><published>2004-04-23T13:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T13:14:58.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SPRING PARTY WEEKENDthat's all. commence drunkening. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108274024910399480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108274024910399480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108274024910399480' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108261632686123381</id><published>2004-04-22T02:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T02:49:33.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>do ya smell it? do ya?yeah, i shat my pants. andy fucking posted. holy ballsack.anyways. a few notes...the states of new york, pennsylvania, ohio, indiana, illinois, iowa, nebraska, nevada, utah, and possibly colorado: y'all better watch out. matt and i are about to bust loose cali-like in your state on our craaaazy cross country road trip of doom. hope you're ready for us and the 1.8t. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108261632686123381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108261632686123381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108261632686123381' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108258985045905053</id><published>2004-04-21T19:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T19:28:39.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im on break with my girlfriend till schools out.. 3 weeks.i dunno...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108258985045905053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108258985045905053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108258985045905053' title=''/><author><name>andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05798520534295080127</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108243618628691502</id><published>2004-04-20T00:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T00:47:10.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so yeah. i promised you all a post about my prospie from last week, and i figured i would appease the masses, and then also post something regarding recent events.so yeah. my prospie was a douchebag. huuuuge douchebag. his name was nathaniel kingsbury. or as he would pronounce it: "nathaniel kingthhhbury" mmhmm. this guy had a huge lisp. and while it was realy funny. it's hard to not laugh at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108243618628691502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108243618628691502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108243618628691502' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108234120519539862</id><published>2004-04-18T22:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T22:25:24.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so my events ran later than all the runners at the navy meet. no big deal. except they had a camera. and i was showering. the result:thanks to kyle barrett for the foreground pose. enough said.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108234120519539862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108234120519539862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108234120519539862' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108223717165372730</id><published>2004-04-17T17:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T17:30:12.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>go see kill bill 2.  i mean lucas was jocking slipknot, which i have no problem with..  LIBERATE BANANAS!!!  but seriously kill bill just makes you want to get a samurai sword, and go have massive sword fights.  the second part of kill bill is definately not as much of a bloodbath and all, its much more of a thinker, yet it fits in the perfect amount of ass kicking to round things out.anyways </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108223717165372730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108223717165372730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108223717165372730' title=''/><author><name>matt</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108201782006362926</id><published>2004-04-15T04:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T04:34:17.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>holy. mother. of. god.wow. what a phenomenal fucking experience.just got back from seeing sworn enemy, chimaira, fear factory, and SLIPKNOT at the ESL Sports Centre in Rochester. holy shit. this shit was apocalyptic. a few notes from the evening, since there is no possible way i could ever retell the amazing experience accurately enough to do it justice:-the bassist from sworn enemy is the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108201782006362926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108201782006362926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108201782006362926' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108192389185910669</id><published>2004-04-14T02:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T02:28:47.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*sees a second matt post in two days*wow matt.*shits self*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108192389185910669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108192389185910669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108192389185910669' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108191994081257097</id><published>2004-04-14T01:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T01:22:56.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ya even tho this isn't a big post, i'll try to keep on a roll.  Uhh ya, what to talk about tonight.  mmmm alcamahol is good.  i can't think much beyond that right now.  even funner is that i get to get up for work tomorrow morning bright and early.  something tells me that im going to need 4-5 shots of caffine in me.  other than that i have had a completely not productive day today.  i'm on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108191994081257097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108191994081257097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108191994081257097' title=''/><author><name>matt</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108174466570397691</id><published>2004-04-12T00:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T00:41:38.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>greetings from everyones favorite slacker.  luke has seen fit to harass me daily till i make time to post here, so i guess im back.  right now my net connection is a bit shaky.  i'm on dialup using a ghetto usb external modem that has been known to cause my computer to randomly restart when I hit the dial button.  whats even more depressing is i should be getting free dsl from my work (sonic.net)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108174466570397691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108174466570397691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108174466570397691' title=''/><author><name>matt</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108138765239120743</id><published>2004-04-07T21:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T21:31:19.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>holy shit. i found twenty dollars today. it's like a sign from god that dawn of the dead really is the best movie ever made. because, like, ya know how maddox was like "it's like finding $20 in the wash"? well... i found twenty dollars on the ground at frank! which is even better because it's not like twenty dollars i lost and found again, it's twenty dollars that i never had! that fucking rocks!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108138765239120743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108138765239120743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108138765239120743' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108125240350882176</id><published>2004-04-06T07:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T07:57:08.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dude. it's been so long since anyone posted anything worthwhile. that might have to something to do with my partners in crime being total and COMPLETE slackers. come on, bradas, i know y'all are busy but it ain't like this shit takes long. it's a freakin' blog, and we've got to appease our readership. we have a total of 7 hungry brains to feed with our mindless goo. moving on... it's 7:47, do </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108125240350882176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108125240350882176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108125240350882176' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108087880271822928</id><published>2004-04-01T23:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T23:12:49.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have no idea why i'm posting this... because it's just going to piss someone off and make me laugh. it's freakin' hilarious. i mean, who takes the name "de anza" seriously. ridiculous.de anza college</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108087880271822928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108087880271822928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108087880271822928' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108071873095591370</id><published>2004-03-31T02:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T23:13:07.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>killing penguinsi just annihilated all known high scores: 1183, beeyatch.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108071873095591370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108071873095591370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108071873095591370' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108053975642893320</id><published>2004-03-29T00:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T00:59:48.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ahhh. i'm soo tired. and bored. and hungry. but that's besides the point. i had an excellent fucking weekend. yeah dude.friday: pretty sweet. started off down at creative arts house in the basement with another phenomenal charred goosebeak performance, featuring one of the best lines ever regarding child custody by the man himself, barinholtz: "if you put a dollar in a coke machine, and a coke </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108053975642893320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108053975642893320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108053975642893320' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108033641370107374</id><published>2004-03-26T16:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T16:36:19.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>some good links:1. whoa mr. tugboat, you're amazing2. A Trip Down Memory Lane</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108033641370107374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108033641370107374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#108033641370107374' title=''/><author><name>andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05798520534295080127</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108029131380727205</id><published>2004-03-26T03:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T03:58:43.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok, i understand. it's been a while since we've posted anything worthwhile. and you, our avid readers who admire us greatly (so i went for it... deal), deserve better. and we know that, at least i do. matt apparently has fallen of the face of planet earth and andy is rather sporatic. anyways, i'm going to write something up right now, and then i'm going to head off to bed.today wasn't the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108029131380727205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108029131380727205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#108029131380727205' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108010724780646488</id><published>2004-03-24T00:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T00:50:54.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3000 hits, bitch.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108010724780646488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108010724780646488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#108010724780646488' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-108002097499092571</id><published>2004-03-23T00:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T00:53:00.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what's up y'all. i thought i'd fill ya in on spring break. sorry... i'm talkin all thuggish cause i'm listening to mac dre. the name of the song is "i'm a thug." how appropriate. anyways. a couple things to go over:1- pleasure island rocks. not because of the 14 year olds, but because nothing has ever been nearly as demolished by 'gate t+f as pi. well... it was because of the 14 year olds too.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108002097499092571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/108002097499092571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#108002097499092571' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107999530126456039</id><published>2004-03-22T17:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T17:45:06.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yo guys, we've gotta celebrate 3000 hitsits just gotta be done.currently: 2951</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107999530126456039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107999530126456039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#107999530126456039' title=''/><author><name>andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05798520534295080127</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107994180464151396</id><published>2004-03-22T02:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T02:53:29.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what can i say, i got bored.i'll post something interesting soon, i swear. i'll fill y'all in on my florida trip.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107994180464151396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107994180464151396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#107994180464151396' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107981921125065919</id><published>2004-03-20T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T16:50:13.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>forgot to mention.. one awesome note about the devils game-they usually have 'mites on ice' where little kids get to play a game during an intermission.  this is hilarious in itself, but last night the little 3 foot tall 9 year old goalie clocked this other kid in the head.  It was at first hilarious then disturbing.  hockeys goin to hell i say, cases in point: bertuzzi, and 293 million in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107981921125065919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107981921125065919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107981921125065919' title=''/><author><name>andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05798520534295080127</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107976832890456205</id><published>2004-03-20T02:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T02:42:10.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had thought this spring break was going to be sub par, that was before I knew how cool it is to get teeth pulled.  I had thought it would suck, but boy! was i wrong...Five reasons why getting wisdom teeth removed rocks:5.          Narcotics.  i was drugged.  it started snowing outside and i cracked up laughing.my dentist randomly started speaking spanish for the rest of the procedure and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107976832890456205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107976832890456205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107976832890456205' title=''/><author><name>andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05798520534295080127</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107932661902528383</id><published>2004-03-14T23:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T00:00:13.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm off to florida, bitch.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107932661902528383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107932661902528383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107932661902528383' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107916749039934240</id><published>2004-03-13T03:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T03:48:02.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow... sorry about the delay, my loyal readers. i hate dissappointing all three of you. anyways, i guess i have a few things to write about.first of all, i felt like i was getting out of shape, so i ran a mile today. in about 7 minutes. not bad for a thrower like me. it was good. i felt really good afterwards. i've decided not to apply for transfer to stanford. my throwing coach quitting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107916749039934240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107916749039934240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107916749039934240' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107882297683731104</id><published>2004-03-09T04:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T04:06:57.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so anyways. i have a midterm tomorrow. that should be a straight kick in the balls. i also have the workshop on my last creative writing nonfiction piece. i'm looking forward to the feedback. other than that, vin and i rocked WRCU tonight, y'all should have listened. it was a good show. speaking of dope concerts coming up in my life, besides slipknot, reel big fish is also in late april. i think </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107882297683731104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107882297683731104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107882297683731104' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107880257289862196</id><published>2004-03-08T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T22:36:37.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>footbag world championhow beatbox should be done</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107880257289862196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107880257289862196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107880257289862196' title=''/><author><name>andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05798520534295080127</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107871819985985142</id><published>2004-03-07T22:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T22:59:44.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok. it's been a while since my last post. time for redemption. i'm listening to reel big fish covers right now. which is highly appropriate, considering how they're playing here in april. but now i might miss it to go penn relays. but i might not because i might not be able to miss class for penn relays. so we'll see.other than that. new band of the week- from autumn to ashes. HOLY SHIT!!! I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107871819985985142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107871819985985142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107871819985985142' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107868095271915857</id><published>2004-03-07T12:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T12:54:52.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lambuelmy fave is giraffenstein and hopsiah the kang-jew(compliments of karlene) ...its off the hookshizzle... be disturbed.. please.the best part is the online store they've got.. who endorses their "bazooka jesus" sticker like this:"Kids love stickers, especially illiterate public school kids! This large sticker is perfect for Mall Missionaries faced with cynically secular teens. Their </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107868095271915857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107868095271915857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107868095271915857' title=''/><author><name>andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05798520534295080127</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107829328659326531</id><published>2004-03-03T00:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T00:57:44.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"i always approve of random hook ups in the never ending pursuit of ass." - matt</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107829328659326531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107829328659326531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107829328659326531' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107828976897108129</id><published>2004-03-02T23:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T23:59:06.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ahhh... the joys of college. i love sleep. i also love midday saved by the bell. it's definitely the best part of my day. today had some of the most priceless quotes ever. it was amazing. i was so happy. i was even happier that jules was there to share the magical experience with me. lol i'm such a loser.alright kids. i'm going back to doing nothing.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107828976897108129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107828976897108129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107828976897108129' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107817072084204060</id><published>2004-03-01T14:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T14:54:56.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this snippet out of a rousing aim conversation between luke and matt.  at this point luke had already said sweet 6 times.theBADlucas: sweettheSLEEPYmatt: sweettheSLEEPYmatt: have you been replaced by an aim bot that says sweet back to anything i saytheBADlucas: no loltheSLEEPYmatt: your sweetcount is currently 7 in this conversationtheBADlucas: lol sweetand u think we lead borring lives.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107817072084204060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107817072084204060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107817072084204060' title=''/><author><name>matt</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107817031484323740</id><published>2004-03-01T14:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T14:48:10.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok i am back from another roadtrip weekend.  jeez ive been going down south a lot.  this post is brought to you in part by in and out animal style 3x3s (no pickels or tomatoes). anyways ya, i got my job so things are lookin up.  soon ill be in the $$$.  anyways ill post more later, but i wanted to say that as its monday im anouncing this weeks photoshop friday topic.*drumroll* .......things not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107817031484323740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107817031484323740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107817031484323740' title=''/><author><name>matt</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107816078355097847</id><published>2004-03-01T12:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T12:09:19.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i love you, emily</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107816078355097847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107816078355097847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107816078355097847' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107811505072620501</id><published>2004-02-29T23:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T23:27:06.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm so tired. i've done nothing but sleep this whole weekend, and yet, i'm tired. i did however, have a very good time at the freshman formal last night. that was pretty awesome. so was the pizza afterwards. crucial. i'm watching the academy awards and they're pissing me off. can't lord of the rings not win something? like special effects. pirates was right up there as far as quality of effects</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107811505072620501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107811505072620501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107811505072620501' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107786084873664744</id><published>2004-02-27T00:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T00:50:19.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a few things to cover here and there.first off, my computer's hard drive sucks ballsack, and i have to send it back to vpr matrix to get it replaced, so i'm going to be without computer for a week. the greek has been nice enough to loan me his computer for the week, so i should have internet access. other than that though, we shall see. no counterstrike for a week... boo. and no starcraft </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107786084873664744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107786084873664744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107786084873664744' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107774945009584913</id><published>2004-02-25T17:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T17:53:39.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok whats up.. looks like i may finally be employed in the near future.  a phone tech support dude for my local isp.  money makin money money makin.  anyways not much else is new here.  while you may be freezing your asses off in gate, u dont have to ford 2-3foot rivers created across roadways by excessive ammounts of rain.  it was kinda fun tho, and i got through right before the firemen closed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107774945009584913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107774945009584913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107774945009584913' title=''/><author><name>matt</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107770593847559361</id><published>2004-02-25T05:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T05:48:27.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i kicked astro in the butt, and gave a mild punch in the arm to psych.i'd talk about how awesome this weekend is gonna be , but i neeeeed sleeeeeeepjesse was awesome, he inspired me and all thatnight all..  “the universe is expanding, why should I go on?”-woodyallen</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107770593847559361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107770593847559361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107770593847559361' title=''/><author><name>andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05798520534295080127</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-10775908573780275</id><published>2004-02-23T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T21:50:24.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow. lots to cover about this past weekend. unfortunately i don't want to/can't talk about it.wow, we did shitty at the track meet. some people did well, but i did really shitty, and the team didn't do very well either. not to mention the interesting 'incidents' of this past weekend. just bad news all around. really, really bad news. anyways, the rev. jesse jackson just spoke. that was pretty</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/10775908573780275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/10775908573780275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#10775908573780275' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107758584311212946</id><published>2004-02-23T20:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T20:26:50.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just have one thing to say, can i get an amen brotha lukeston</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107758584311212946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107758584311212946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107758584311212946' title=''/><author><name>matt</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107751080542525669</id><published>2004-02-22T23:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T14:00:50.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>50 points to those who can tell me how awesome this picture is!so cool.in other news: My high school hockey team had a bench clearing brawl involving fans.  that is just sweet.. first round of the playoffs and all.  why cant i be around for that?!?!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107751080542525669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107751080542525669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107751080542525669' title=''/><author><name>andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05798520534295080127</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107750625082835840</id><published>2004-02-22T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T23:01:01.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok update to my previous post.  in a fit of inspiration, i managed to fix my computer (in thoery). at least its working fine right now.  to quote lucas quoting strongbad: "i am still awesome!"also i would like to point out to the world the new and improved aim is cracked out as hell. cept for the going invisible thing, thats swheeet.edit: ok additional cool link for the night kiddies: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107750625082835840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107750625082835840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107750625082835840' title=''/><author><name>matt</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107749584720380580</id><published>2004-02-22T19:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T22:17:29.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok, im sitting here on my girlfriend's computer updating as my godlike glowing box of computery goodness has seen fit to crash.  i believe it to be a faulty harddrive, which is ironic, as i cant remember the last time i havent owned a harddrive that hasnt died under waranty.  in fact if this keeps up i may never have to pay for a new drive as my old ones keep getting replaced.  now there is a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107749584720380580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107749584720380580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107749584720380580' title=''/><author><name>matt</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107726632708284133</id><published>2004-02-20T03:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T03:41:28.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I shall hearby be known as destroyer of ridiculously easy Astro exams that i studied way too much for instead of psych which sucks royally.wonderful semantics there.. ive been studying psych (which sucks royally) for hours! hhaand i shall wake up in zee morning and study some more of zee psychologeejoy!-potter</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107726632708284133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107726632708284133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107726632708284133' title=''/><author><name>andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05798520534295080127</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107717334481463725</id><published>2004-02-19T01:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T01:51:44.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>/begin rant/welcome to hell... (no im not talking about old skateboarding videos)ever have one of those days in which all things in the world have allied against you to make u just feel shitty.this mornin wasnt bad.. i woke up on time.. and drove my dad to the airport.. had a good time of it..  even got starbucks in my new reusable travel mug thingy...  not to bad a start...  nice tall </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107717334481463725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107717334481463725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107717334481463725' title=''/><author><name>matt</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107717310405741381</id><published>2004-02-19T01:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T01:57:13.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wordthe state of me:not yet asleepastrotest tomorrow psychtest tomorrow's tomorrowi may seem stress free...hahabeen listening to "the ballad of curtis lowe" about a dozen times in rowthat coupled with the silence, darkness, and astronomy put one in a sweet stateoff to read pages of plato before sleep</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107717310405741381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107717310405741381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107717310405741381' title=''/><author><name>andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05798520534295080127</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107716989784312810</id><published>2004-02-19T00:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T00:58:24.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>theSLEEPYmatt: ohhh 04theSLEEPYmatt: damn kidstheSLEEPYmatt: get off my lawnthat was the funniest shit ever. you had to read it in context, but it was good stuff.props to the 'gate seniors this year. you'll be missed.by the way all, new article of mine went up over at westcoaster. check it out.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107716989784312810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107716989784312810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107716989784312810' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107715715804419370</id><published>2004-02-18T21:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T21:21:58.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey kids. just thought i'd continue the procrastination here.i have a total of 2500 words to write tonight. a good 1000 of them being due tomorrow at 8 30 am. the rest being due at 4 00 pm. not so bad, but i just haven't done shit. like reallyit's getting kinda sad. so i'm not going to allow myself to post anything until i at least get my outline for the big paper done. later kids...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107715715804419370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107715715804419370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107715715804419370' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107709193251566259</id><published>2004-02-18T03:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T03:14:51.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mmm midnight..  i get to get up in 7 hours to drive my dad to the airport.  now i think about it, i shouldn't really talk as my gate counterparts are just going to sleep now and they have to get up for morning class also, most likely meaning they will get less sleep then i.  anyways things still are holdin up in norcal.  im doin a shitload of photography again, now im back in a class and have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107709193251566259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107709193251566259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107709193251566259' title=''/><author><name>matt</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107708928346809241</id><published>2004-02-18T02:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T02:31:26.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i bet a gps system couldnt even locate the gps (grand pubaa skunk).  thats how extreme his capabilities are</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107708928346809241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107708928346809241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107708928346809241' title=''/><author><name>andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05798520534295080127</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107708875814579423</id><published>2004-02-18T02:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T02:21:57.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sup everyone.. finally back in the pooter sleep schedule.  the way it should be! yeah!whats up you ask?  it was just valentines, i spent it with phoebe in boston! cannolis in the northend! sweet disney movies! watching ridonkulous karaoke! cannolis! pheebs! it was perfectsoOooo my friend's supposed to come this week.. sometime.. but then again he might not.  im confused about the whole deal. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107708875814579423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107708875814579423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107708875814579423' title=''/><author><name>andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05798520534295080127</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107698355609458991</id><published>2004-02-16T21:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T21:08:33.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>... juliana is ridiculous.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107698355609458991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107698355609458991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107698355609458991' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107690403045157347</id><published>2004-02-15T23:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T23:03:06.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hoooweeeee... long weekend. well, short, actually. considering a weekend didn't exist for me. friday night i couldn't go out because of the track meet saturday, so i went to the hockey game and the team didn't play very well and lost to yale (pronounced yah-lay). that sucked. then we did a bunch of deliveries for dadio's. then i went to bed. then saturday i left gate at like 8 and got back at 2. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107690403045157347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107690403045157347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107690403045157347' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107657184980492439</id><published>2004-02-12T02:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T02:46:40.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh yeah... and i got comments working again so use them to tell me what you think of my previous post. i'm curious as to what you all think of what i said.would you like some making fuck berserker.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107657184980492439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107657184980492439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107657184980492439' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107653228731694760</id><published>2004-02-11T15:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T16:20:08.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sorry kids. i know it's been a while. maybe it wouldn't be so bad if THE OTHER TWO GUYS ACTUALLY POSTED. i think i should give up on this venture. barely anyone reads this anymore, and i don't have the other two guys to make fun of. that was half the reason why it was so damn entertaining, because we just ripped on each other the whole damn time.moving on.i think i'm going to rant a little </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107653228731694760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107653228731694760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107653228731694760' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107630201359449566</id><published>2004-02-08T23:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T23:49:19.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so today was a good day. but let's start with yesterday.so we had our home track meet yesterday. and like i predicted, i didn't throw very far. that's what i get for missing practice and weights. but it wasn't that crappy. just crappy. afterwards, we had our track party. holy shit.*pause**deep breath*that was fuckin' sweet. best party i've been to in a while. we turned a newell apartment </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107630201359449566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107630201359449566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107630201359449566' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107610226881947746</id><published>2004-02-06T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-06T16:20:12.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok i know i need to post.. i just havent been around my computer much..  i donno ive changed im losing my nerd roots i guess.  anyways lets see what i have to update everyone on in norcal.  uhh theres no snow here..  and the temp is above zero.. thats a start.  im playing rugby or at least i would be if i didnt get sick and miss a shitoad of practices, but anyways im back in action.  (we dont </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107610226881947746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107610226881947746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107610226881947746' title=''/><author><name>matt</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107604866735791258</id><published>2004-02-06T01:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T22:57:07.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow. all these people are slinging around all these "top ten reasons to date a --insert sport participant here--" lists. so i thought i'd make my own.top ten reasons to date a thrower1 we know how to throw our balls around.2 we're good at making torque.3 we measure in meters.4 we're super explosive and super technical.5 we know how to get hammered.6 we do crazy things in tight spaces.7 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107604866735791258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107604866735791258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107604866735791258' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107592895888913674</id><published>2004-02-04T16:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T22:35:11.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what the fuck andy?anyways, i thought i'd post today, considering the shitty (literally) circumstances. so i'm sick. guessing from the sentence before last, you probably know with what. it's gross. i don't like it. plus it's making me miss track practice, which means i'll be out of rhythm for saturday (our only home meet of the year), and i probably won't throw well in front of all my friends. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107592895888913674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107592895888913674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107592895888913674' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107591897872396413</id><published>2004-02-04T13:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T13:25:19.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>descartes walks into a bar. the bartender says 'can i get you anything'? descartes responds 'i think not'... then disappears</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107591897872396413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107591897872396413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107591897872396413' title=''/><author><name>andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05798520534295080127</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107561829533829985</id><published>2004-02-01T01:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T01:53:50.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>update number two on goals for the weekend. watch colgate rape cornell, hockey style-fuck yeah mother fuckers. 2-1 bitches.get vagrantly intoxicated.-yeah. bout 7 shots of gin again.NOT go to the jug, unless i have motivation-i went and looked at the line, does that cound.finish my ground plan for scene design-we'll see about that tomorrowget trashed.-yup, still am as i write this.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107561829533829985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107561829533829985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107561829533829985' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107558395183724826</id><published>2004-01-31T16:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T16:21:26.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alright all... little update on the goals for the weekend...i threw 44' 1/2" in shot. sweet.everything else is yet to be seen. yet, i thought i'd share my little story of yesterday with you all. so we all get on the bus at 9 30 in the morning and leave for boston. we get there, we compete. the meet runs late.really late. we are on our way out of boston at 11 30. 11 30.'gate is a good 5 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107558395183724826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107558395183724826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107558395183724826' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107544594012679749</id><published>2004-01-30T01:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T02:01:12.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i scored a 71% on the "how northern california are you?" quiz! how about you, biotch?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107544594012679749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107544594012679749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107544594012679749' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107539348179884323</id><published>2004-01-29T11:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T11:26:53.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>holy. mother. of god. i've never been so violated by weather in my entire life. i walked down the persson steps from my 830 to my 955, and i almost died. the wind was blowing so extremely hard that i couldn't hear myself talk. i think it was the worst experience of my entire life. it was like a nasal frozen enema. wow.so yeah, anyways, in other news. track team is going to boston tomorrow. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107539348179884323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107539348179884323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107539348179884323' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107522480093605730</id><published>2004-01-27T12:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T12:35:30.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i slept till noon today... isnt that grand??everyone listen to lucas still being awesome, this time at 1-3am 90.1FM on mondaysi woulda had a show too had i been picked. it was tragicthis is the same forwards and backwards:cigar toss it in a can it is so tragiccourtesy of a Ms. Emily Hurwitz:crazy behaviorhilarity.theres really not much of substance for me to post really..  i hardly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107522480093605730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107522480093605730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107522480093605730' title=''/><author><name>andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05798520534295080127</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107514997594867777</id><published>2004-01-26T15:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T15:48:23.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i guess i'm all alone on this website.both of my compadres have bailed on me. i guess that's what happens.it's a cruel, [it's a cruel] cruel summer.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107514997594867777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107514997594867777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107514997594867777' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107508102104471920</id><published>2004-01-25T20:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T20:39:08.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so anyways... about my goals for yesterday... throw 42' in shot.-i threw 43' 7.25". fuck yeah.get vin in the jug.-i couldn't even get the dirty fucker down the hill.get absolutely decked.-yeah. did that.get absolutely decked.-yeah, it was pretty fuckin' cool. just another empty bottle of bombay for the shelf...so last night was pretty crazy. within half an hour of getting back from the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107508102104471920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107508102104471920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107508102104471920' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107495783136219226</id><published>2004-01-24T10:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-24T10:25:56.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alright kids. well, i was going to wait for one of the other guys to post before i did again, but i guess that's not happening. so... umm...i'm sitting at my desk typing this out at 10:19 in the morning. i have a track meet at cornell today, and the bus leaves in an hour. in a few minutes i'm heading down to the ledge for the waffle bar for brunch. hell yeah. waffle bar fucking rocks.so what </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107495783136219226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107495783136219226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107495783136219226' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107467183622646506</id><published>2004-01-21T02:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T02:59:17.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>right. posting. that whole deal. i forgot about that shit.anyways. classes started. it looks almost as though this semester might be equally as unproblematic for me as last semester for me. sweet. i've been so tired from track and what not though, that posting hasn't been on the agenda. sorry kids. we'll return to our regular programming soon. i promise. i've just been so worn out... track, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107467183622646506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107467183622646506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107467183622646506' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107465644570647713</id><published>2004-01-20T22:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T22:42:45.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what is this "posting" you speak of?  strange american game?  (insert thick russian accent here)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107465644570647713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107465644570647713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107465644570647713' title=''/><author><name>matt</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107465295261502070</id><published>2004-01-20T21:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T21:44:32.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>k guys.. lets start posting again</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107465295261502070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107465295261502070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107465295261502070' title=''/><author><name>andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05798520534295080127</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107452903025818720</id><published>2004-01-19T11:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T11:19:08.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>waa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107452903025818720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107452903025818720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107452903025818720' title=''/><author><name>andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05798520534295080127</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107452902363781142</id><published>2004-01-19T11:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T11:19:01.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my knee hurts</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107452902363781142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107452902363781142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107452902363781142' title=''/><author><name>andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05798520534295080127</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107446510391539584</id><published>2004-01-18T17:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T17:33:41.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IM BACK!crappy computer at home wouldn't let me post.. which is a shame because i wrote a novel the first time i tried it at home and lost it alli went skiing twice though during break and again todayfirst time at hunter mtn.. drove 3 hours starting at 5 am to get there when it opened.  we were greeted by conditions not unlike a monsoon which was pretty sweet in its own way.  even though the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107446510391539584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107446510391539584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_01_18_archive.html#107446510391539584' title=''/><author><name>andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05798520534295080127</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107414711215477356</id><published>2004-01-15T01:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T01:13:44.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so yeah. life fucking sucks.its cold, i'm lonely, and one of the most important people in my life doesn't give a shit about me. at least they don't act like it. fuck it sucks.so yeah. i'm cold and unhappy and all depressed and shit. and i'm fucking hungry and all i have are... pretty much nothign. wait! i have poptarts i warmed up on my heater. wait... that's fuckin awesome. fuck yeah, i have</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107414711215477356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107414711215477356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107414711215477356' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107411564881907227</id><published>2004-01-14T16:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T16:31:22.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok, its been far to long since i've posted anything of worth on here... the holidays are over.. im back at the university of menocino avenue, and its time to return to my lifestyle of avoiding school and posting on here.  as i have my new computer i am in the process of "acquiring" the newest version of photoshop and many other programs for that matter (que luke ripping on my new computer and how</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107411564881907227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107411564881907227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107411564881907227' title=''/><author><name>matt</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107410497129378372</id><published>2004-01-14T13:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T13:31:22.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>little temperature update for all y'all. when i walked my ass down the hill this morning, it was forty below with windchill. forty below. fuck all you "welcome to the east coast california boy" assholes. that's fucking cold regardless. lick my nuts. after they defrost.so yeah. it's fuckin cold. the worst part about it is that the snot freezes inside your nose. it's the weirdest feeling ever, i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107410497129378372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107410497129378372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107410497129378372' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107403177038114573</id><published>2004-01-13T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T17:11:20.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>never has the name of this website been so goddamn appropriate.as many of you know, i had to come back a week early to gate for track training (we have a meet on saturday at army). so i'm back a week early. guess what the temperature is right now. 13 degrees. stop laughing. guess what it is after windchill... negative fucking two degrees.as in two below.fuck.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107403177038114573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107403177038114573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107403177038114573' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107355847587654167</id><published>2004-01-08T05:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T05:42:59.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>anyways... you know how i was tired and shit? well the psycho girl mentioned below just kept me up for another hour and a half. she's fucking off the wall. whatever. i need some sleep. just thought i'd update you all on how and why i'm awake. yes, 'tis a shame. i think i'm going to 'splode from the relentless stupidity and flaming bitchiness i just had to deal with.i was pissed off at her for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107355847587654167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107355847587654167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107355847587654167' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107355361434624889</id><published>2004-01-08T04:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T04:20:34.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>upon reflection yesterday afternoon while in line for the matterporn, matt and i realized that our loyal readership had probably dismantled entirely. i mean seriously, we've been the laziest shmucks ever during this break. nothing was done. noone has been humiliated. no embarrassing pictures... hell, we didn't even do the joke banners we promised ourselves we'd do. fuck, we're slackers.anyways,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107355361434624889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107355361434624889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107355361434624889' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107275171003835384</id><published>2003-12-29T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T21:35:27.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>whats up all. i know, i know, i'm totally useless and lazy. i haven't posted in like... FOREVER, but that's only because i've been oot and aboot with my tres chouette friends and family. it's been nice, ya know, sittin' back, relaxin, maxin real cool, shootin some raccoons outside my house. oh yeah, and my driveway and creek are flooded. in other news, i might be going to disneyland soon. that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107275171003835384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107275171003835384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107275171003835384' title=''/><author><name>lucas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03357133406375861613</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107257877384485305</id><published>2003-12-27T21:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T21:33:10.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok, lets see what i have to say tonight...  NO ONE ELSE IS POSTING..  common.. im not the only entertaining person out there.  anyways this is once more a short post.  im off to my bday dinner at bear republic..  ya.. i have my gf sitting on my lap right now so i cant really think of anything worth talking about.  ya.. i promise ill write something better soon.. ya</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107257877384485305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107257877384485305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107257877384485305' title=''/><author><name>matt</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6162092.post-107233723727817625</id><published>2003-12-25T02:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T02:27:33.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FUCK ITS CHRISTMAS (or close enough).  i just had to say that.  sorry for the lack of updating, the holidays are busy, and/or lazy, and i have spent far less time than usual on my computer.  lets see, what can i update you all on.  luke and i went snowboarding yesterday.  much fun was had.  luke who hasn't been in far to long a time, riped it up on his new board, and i had a real good day.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107233723727817625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6162092/posts/default/107233723727817625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckitscold.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107233723727817625' title=''/><author><name>matt</name><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></entry></feed>
