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  <title>The Life of Dylan</title>
  <subtitle>College Daze</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Dylan Thomas</name>
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  <updated>2005-03-31T04:47:59Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sim_dylan:1746</id>
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    <title>Hey!</title>
    <published>2005-03-31T04:47:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-31T04:47:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Guess what?  I was rummaging around through my old photos and I found this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_cf38e1c0_ef4a1b0d.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the only photo I can find of graduation...and the celebratory woohoo that followed.  Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured it'd be good to have in the album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In more current news, things are good, but hectic hence my lack of updating.  Dylan Jr. is about to go to college and everyone's been really crazy lately.  I'll have something more up this week thou.  Promise!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sim_dylan:1374</id>
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    <title>Wow!  A lot has happened!</title>
    <published>2005-03-24T04:38:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-24T04:38:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_0f4cbf4a.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was fine, Dylan Jr. Willow, Joshua and I got along great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_0f4cbc0e.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys were amazingly close, they did everything together.  Willow and I thought that maybe the family could handle another kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_0f4cba09.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much discussion we decided to try for another baby.  We had a vague notion of wanting a girl, but we were just happy to be having another child!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_2f4cbdec.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys were a little confused at first, but they soon got used to the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_ef4cbff9.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, instead of one baby, we got two!  Kate and Jenny were born!  Almost identical except Jenny has my blue eyes and Kate has her mother's gray eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_ef4cb7b6.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more kids made it impossible to live in our house as it was.  We needed to renovate.  Fortunatly we had been saving for an occasion like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_6f4de88f.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it went quite well.  The house is still skinny, but it's longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_cf4ddddb.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate and Jenny went from babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_cf4ddf47.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To toddlers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_8f4dec69.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was worried about caring for two toddlers, but fortunatly Dylan had his teenage birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_cf4dec63.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_0f4df5d5.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he takes after me, what do ya think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_0f4df092.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's great with the girls too, that's him and Kate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_af4df59c.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's addicted to his handheld (his birthday present), but we're not worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_4f4df609.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little girls aren't so little anymore, they're both kids now.  Jenny with the blue eyes is in front and Kate with the gray is in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_4f4df520.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, just like the rest of the family, they're really close!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_cf4df563.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group shot of the kids as it stands right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dylan Jr. has applied for scholarships and I can tell he's getting ready to move to college.  I'm a little nervous about it, but I'm sure it'll be fine.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sim_dylan:1162</id>
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    <title>MASSIVE UPDATE!</title>
    <published>2005-03-21T20:47:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-21T20:47:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So much has happened!  I don't even know where to begin!  I guess I'll start from when Willow and I met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_00000004_0f49fc24.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw her and fell in love.  She was everything I had ever wanted!  The connection was instantaneous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_00000004_ef49fc12.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hung out a little that day, but I had to go to class and when I got back she was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_00000004_ef49cc1d.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling lonely without Willow so I decided to go to the SS (Secret Society).  I reserected Holly but, in my Willow induced stupor, I didn't pay enough and created a zombie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_00000004_cf49cc2a.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She scares me.  She's engaged thou so she can't be &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_cf38e1c0_cf4a0be6.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She does think abour brains an awful lot thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_cf38e1c0_8f49c4ab.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I started blowing off my grades and I started to hack them.  I was caught by a cop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_cf38e1c0_4f49c4d5.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave me a lecture and stole my computer.  THAT BASTARD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_cf38e1c0_cf49c722.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still with Amber thou.  This is a photo from the last time she came over, it's the last photo I have of her actually.  I didn't take pictures of the break up, I didn't want to remember it.  All I wanted to do was focus on Willow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_cf38e1c0_ef4a0391.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I broke it off with Amber I invited Willow over.  It was love at first touch.  I invited her to my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_cf38e1c0_cf4a060c.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just hugged and talked.  It was the greatest time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_cf38e1c0_2f4a0e6e.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sang my love to her in the commons outside the dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_cf38e1c0_0f4a064e.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got more intimate after awhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_cf38e1c0_2f4a0585.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it may seems sudden to you, but it wasn't.  In the first half of my senior year I proposed.  I hired some guy to play the bass for the romantic effect.  She said yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_cf38e1c0_6f4a067d.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I graduated with the top honors, the night of my graduation party we finally got "together".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_cf38e1c0_6f4a1059.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never felt so satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_4f4a1ef7.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I got home I called her over to be married.  We married right outside my house and rushed in try for the children we had always wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_af4a2569.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thrilled of course!  I had just gotten an incredibly job and I was looking forward to a bright future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_cf4a2a7d.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think it could be any brighter, but when Dylan Jr. was born I knew that this was the life I was meant to live.  Does this sound sappy?  I think it does.  Willow brings that out in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_4f4a2efa.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willow was pregnant with out second child when Dylan Jr. turned into a toddler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_6f4a329b.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Dylan Jr.'s grandpa holding my pride and joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_4f4a372b.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost dad right after.  He was happy thou so we take comfor in that.  I wasn't close to him.  I think I kinda looked down on him.  It's terribly I know, but I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_0f4a3197.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's me teaching Dylan Jr. to walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_0f4a282d.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willow and I stayed close.  :D  In fact, her having kids just made me want her more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_ef4a37f7.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumping ahead a bit, this is Dylan Jr.'s b-day party and Joshua's.  Joshua is my second son.  I think I want a third child, but we'll have to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go and teach Joshua how to walk.  I'll write more later.</content>
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    <title>Fear not gentle viewers.</title>
    <published>2005-03-21T05:34:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-21T05:34:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A lot has happened since I wrote last, but it's too late to post about it.  &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_pigeonoverlord' lj:user='pigeonoverlord' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://pigeonoverlord.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://pigeonoverlord.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;pigeonoverlord&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; needs to go to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you guys a hint thou: Dylan Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, I'll post tomorrow when &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_pigeonoverlord' lj:user='pigeonoverlord' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://pigeonoverlord.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://pigeonoverlord.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;pigeonoverlord&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; gets back from school.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Sad news in the dorm.</title>
    <published>2005-03-17T19:27:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-17T19:27:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Recently we lost a student, I don't know what her name was, but I'm determined to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_cf38e1c0_4f3cfbba.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death told us the news, we were bummed.  Also kinda jealous since she missed the final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_cf38e1c0_ef3cfc21.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a bunch of us being sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_00000004_4f3cca5f.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a better method of dealing thou, I plan on resurecting her at the society.  BWUAAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_cf38e1c0_0f3cdd64.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More about me thou, I freestyle a lot, I get good money for it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_6f30f476_2f3349b1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not all fun and games thou, I study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_6f30f476_ef31270e.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And read a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_cf38e1c0_cf38e63c.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I also play pranks.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An actual story will develop soon, promise.  :D</content>
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    <title>I guess this is where I start.</title>
    <published>2005-03-16T23:40:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-16T23:40:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My name is Dylan, I go to college.  I've got a girlfriend and a dad.  The fact that I blinked into existence as a teenager upsets me slightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_00000004_0f3cc930.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_0f38d732.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The obligatory family shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_0f38d976.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my house, it's kinda the reason I'm going to college.  I want a better life.  Seriously.  Not to sound moral or anything, but growing up in that, even for the short time I did, sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_4f38d4ce_6f38db25.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never resented dad for it, we're actually pretty close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_cf38e1c0_6f3cd4c6.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For relationships it's Amber.  She's my everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_cf38e1c0_0f3cd4bf.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's always ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_cf38e1c0_0f3cd52a.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make out, even if the deranged cheerleader is cheering for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_00000004_2f38ddb0.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was tough finiding clothes the first day, but apparently I picked well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_00000004_cf3cc903.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was brought into the secret society when I was just a freshman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_00000004_0f3cc930.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's me in my spiffy jacket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_00000004_0f3cc960.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tormenting the cow plant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_00000004_4f3271b2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I soon got the hang of things and was conterfitting money...and...um...I mean...what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_cf38e1c0_2f3cd384.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you could call me weird, I jump on couches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_cf38e1c0_0f3ce06c.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Streak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_cf38e1c0_2f3cdc31.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And put soap in the fountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_cf38e1c0_ef3ceac6.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be serious thou, I take playing the guitar seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y9/piwogelfen/snapshot_cf38e1c0_8f3cec30.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm highly addicted to the college staple, RAMEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so that's the life so far.</content>
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