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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeprolific:27504</id>
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    <title>For those of you who care</title>
    <published>2008-12-01T00:35:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-01T00:35:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Amy came to visit ASU the other day, I think she wanted this link...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.8bitpeoples.com/discography"&gt;http://www.8bitpeoples.com/discography&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suggest listening to rushjet1 ... they are pretty sweet</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeprolific:27186</id>
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    <title>lifeprolific @ 2008-10-14T11:04:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-14T15:07:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-14T15:07:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">For your amusement: one of several reasons I don't really post much anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="6" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeprolific:27048</id>
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    <title>lifeprolific @ 2008-09-15T16:21:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-15T20:23:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-15T20:23:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, my computer screen is fixed and my hands are plastered with paint and charcoal and I have to go back to do some figure studies.... but SCHOOL IS AWESOME.  Among other things, I submit this for your pleasure:  &lt;a href="http://www.8bitpeoples.com/files/8bp076-04-rushjet1-asteroid_run.mp3"&gt;http://www.8bitpeoples.com/files/8bp076-04-rushjet1-asteroid_run.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is from an entire site that I have found, filled with awesome stuff like the above.  Its overwhelming, really.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeprolific:26809</id>
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    <title>Dazed and Confused</title>
    <published>2008-07-26T08:46:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-26T08:46:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It seems that more significant events have happened in the last few weeks than in the whole of my previous life combined.  I am confused and bewildered... So I post from WCPE: can anyone explain, give advice, or tell me about any of the following?&lt;br /&gt;-Me and Mike&lt;br /&gt;-Amy and David&lt;br /&gt;-Shannon and Kyle&lt;br /&gt;-Tiffany and Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;jeeze I don't even remember what the hell else... but there is plenty of meat there.  If you don't know about what is going on with any of these happenings, let other people talk for you.  If this involves you, please feel free to just stay silent... I won't be offended.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeprolific:26552</id>
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    <title>My Apologies</title>
    <published>2008-06-05T23:35:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-05T23:35:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">As far as LJ, Facebook, DeviantArt, etc. are concerned, I am dead untill further notice.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeprolific:26228</id>
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    <title>A better post!</title>
    <published>2008-05-08T04:19:54Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-08T04:19:54Z</updated>
    <category term="beethoven&amp;apos;s 9th"/>
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    <lj:music>SOAD</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I have been informed that my previous new post was unsatisfactory....&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Ok, rewind about a week, and I will tell you the story of this past weekend.  Mrs. Alison Lake and Mike had decided to get me an early 21st birthday present, and I was super excited: it was a ticket to a performance of Beethoven's 9th.  All I had to do was take a bus back on Saturday morning...&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Which I missed.  Probably due to some unseemly activities the night before, I woke up sprawled on my bed, head pounding, to Simon saying "Weren't you supposed to be up at 8?"  Expletives boiling in my mind, I was pretty sure I was going to miss out on Beethoven.  Mike and Alison were going to pick me up at the bus stop, so I gave them a call...&lt;br /&gt;It was really bad form for me to miss the bus, but as it turns out, Mike and Alison were willing to drive all the way to Boone to pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;You probably have no idea how much this means to me.  As I write this, I am finished with exams, and have been since Tuesday, yet I have to wait until Sunday for my parents to find time to move me out.  You should also realize that it is against housing policy for me to stay longer than 24 hours after my last exam...  I don't expect them to relish the idea of a trip to Boone, but a passing attempt at being there for me when I need them is something they lack.  In the long run, it just really makes me savor it when random dudes decide to come with about 15 minutes notice.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;After getting to Raleigh, I checked in with my family, since they were expecting me home... I couldn't get a hold on any of them, and no one was at the house.  Since I had some time before the concert, I had a meatball dinner at the Collins'.  If I were one of those emo kids, I would say that food tastes even sweeter when seasoned with parental abandonment... since I'm just Greg, I'll say it was delicious and leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I am not writing about the concert.  I'm not a good enough writer to describe my amazement.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;After the concert, Mike returned me home.  It was a bit late, but Mom was still awake.  We talked about music and stuff... She's a really warm person, and I love her a lot.  That said, the sentiment was a little dimmed when I found that she had just given my bed to my Grandpa for a while.  That meant I was sleeping on plastic sheets that really stank of eau-de-octogenarian.  Blech.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;After church on Sunday I purchased a ticket for the new Iron Man movie.  It is awesome, you should see it, and I wont spoil anything for you on this post.  Suffice to say, I am pretty much Tony Stark's poorer and nicer twin.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Sunday happened to be my brother Rob's birthday.  We had cake and ice cream, but left it at that.  I wonder if he had another one a different time...&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;My Dad got pissed at me... he asked me if I wanted to help my brother Micheal to set up his H2O rocket, and I said I would rather not.  I want to stay on my parents' good side this summer, so I immediately said I would do it afterwards.  20 minutes later he came out angry looking and demanded whether I was letting my brother Micheal do anything.  Damned if you do, damned if you don't, right?  It all was for nothing anyway, the rocket failed.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;The next morning I had to get back to Greensboro, to catch the bus to ASU.  True to form, neither parent would take the time to bring me.  Uncle Russel stepped up to the plate this time, and we left early to get there.  The ride was great, we talked about everything from Flight of the Conchords to Kelse, my main squeeze.  Russel also got me some food, another thing that I always really appreciate (that totally goes for the Collins' too).&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;In Greensboro, I pirated a handful of different wireless signals and found that I like Tom Waits quite a bit, when he's not too sappy.  I was also approached by two bums, one of them with nasty groady bruises all over.  They asked for bus fare so they could get to a hospital, and left nicely when I gave them some.  Why would anyone hate bums?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;That pretty much wraps it up.  I'm curious, does anyone think that I get too worked up over my parents?  Should I be content with the roof and tuition help they give me?</content>
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    <title>My compliments from me to Mike, on this, a most intruiging post</title>
    <published>2008-05-06T21:50:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-06T21:50:36Z</updated>
    <category term="summer"/>
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    <lj:music>Tom Waits- God's Away on Buisiness</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Get it?  Nightmare Before Christmas?  Oh nevermind.  Well, I'm back on LJ, courtesy of Mike.  I guess I'll try to match his post count for a while.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I am DONE with school.  I am supposed to write something about the summer I guess... uh... My job can call me 24/7, and when I'm not at WCPE I'll try to either be art-ing or hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Last year, about this time, I was euphoric about the summer... and that got me a fat load on my chest; this year I'll try to use reverse psychology on fate.  Honestly, though, I am not looking forward to this, despite all you great people back home.  I'll just let you guys cheer me up (hint, I'll be 21 soon)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;PS: Before I get back home, I am going to try to photograph all the art stuff I did this semester and put it online... When I do, I'll link to my deviantart page.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeprolific:25628</id>
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    <title>lifeprolific @ 2008-03-04T11:38:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-04T16:43:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-04T16:43:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Every day I go to my painting class, I do the best work of my life.  I think I like this.  Or maybe I just suck really badly.</content>
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    <title>lifeprolific @ 2008-02-23T03:34:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-23T08:37:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-23T08:37:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bogdan Raczynski - alright!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Trying to figure out how to get down to Raleigh on or near the 29th... anyone got any ideas?  If it helps at all, I can bus out to Greensboro or Winston-Salem or something.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;How am I not myself?</content>
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    <title>lifeprolific @ 2007-12-28T16:38:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-28T21:42:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-28T21:42:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Um... so I kinda just splooged my pants because of a webcomic.  This guy completely blew my mind... I've never seen anyone put this kind of effort and skill into such a little thing... its inspiring, really.  Oh, and definitely give the rest of the comic a good look, its not all as simple and cheesey as this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.threepanelsoul.com/comics/059.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and for the sake of not plagiarizing, I stole it from &lt;a href="http://www.threepanelsoul.com/"&gt;http://www.threepanelsoul.com/&lt;/a&gt; and it was drawn by Matt Ian.  Seriously, I wish this guy were... I dunno.  My dad or something.</content>
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    <title>Greg and Mike... and now another?</title>
    <published>2007-12-27T14:51:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-27T14:55:41Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Saint-Saens Symphony no 1</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I feel compelled to write.  Unfortunately for you, I do not feel compelled to write well.  So, its Christmas break everybody!  &lt;b&gt;Whooo&lt;/b&gt;ooooo...oooo... yay.  It seems that the cool thing to do is to hate the break.  All of the people around me have issues and some are dealing with them, but for the most part they are just letting stand the status quo.  In fact, scratch that, nobody is doing anything.  Nobody, that is, except for me!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I think that I might have just re-kickstarted "Greg and Mike."  Yeah, thats right: you bought all 4 albums and listened to them religiously, but now there is more!  Nevermind that my definition of more is half of one song that hasn't even been recorded yet.  This thing could snowball into the next pop craze!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... theres a lot to write, but I really can't bring myself to put any of it down here.  I'm such a chickenshit... and I'm going to pay for it when I am really old, and read through my livejournal posts to try to remember what the hell I did with my first 21 years.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, I haven't learned a goddamn thing.  On Sunday, I plan to take a train out to Charlotte to meet up with Kelse for an afternoon.  It seems silly, but through the past 2-3 weeks I've really been aching to do it.  Heres the catch... last time I tried a stunt like this, it turned out pretty badly (see &lt;a href="http://lifeprolific.livejournal.com/17363.html"&gt;http://lifeprolific.livejournal.com/17363.html&lt;/a&gt;).  Even if you read the entirety of that huge post, you wouldn't get the enormity of how much I screwed up on that trip.  I'll be the first to say that we are not bound to repeat past mistakes, but in my case, I'm just kindof a moron and I always end up causing whacked-out situations.  I am nervous. as. hell.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;[EDIT]&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I forgot to write up my Christmas Profits:&lt;br /&gt;      -Sewing Machine (Mikes family thinks I won't be able to use it, but I'LL SHOW THEM!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;      -Printer (its pretty fancy.  Its also a scanner and copier)&lt;br /&gt;      -Metric Ton of Candy</content>
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    <title>elevator shenanigans</title>
    <published>2007-11-28T14:59:40Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-28T14:59:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Art class at 8 in the morning can be fun sometimes.  Today we took a massive trash can of unwanted pottery and dumped it in the elevator as an installation piece.  Got video of some pretty confused people coming out of that thing...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeprolific:24268</id>
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    <title>I wanted a guru... they gave me a goddamn grad student.</title>
    <published>2007-11-20T16:17:41Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-20T16:17:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">For those concerned, I will return to Raleigh tonight, late (11-ish).  I will be leaving either Friday or Saturday.</content>
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    <title>Starcraft Quiz!</title>
    <published>2007-11-14T16:00:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-14T16:00:19Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Symphony X- Revelation (Divus Pennae ex Tragoedia)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My my my, these posts are getting rarer and rarer.  That makes them more valuable, right?  Well, don't answer that.  Instead, take my sweet Starcraft quiz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/lifeprolific/quizzes/What%20Staracraft%20Race%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt;http://quizilla.com/users/lifeprolific/quizzes/What%20Staracraft%20Race%20Are%20You%3F/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really write all of that misself though.  You should thank Simon for all the witty parts.</content>
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    <title>I can't decide...</title>
    <published>2007-09-05T05:10:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-05T05:10:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Chopin.  It's not helping.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Why I decided to consume a half-cooked meat loaf sandwich from the wheel of death in uncertain.  Why I finished it after abhorring the first two bites is unfathomable.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a paragraph here, but deleted it.  It would be a poor decision to put my thoughts and disposition on the internets now.</content>
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    <title>a bumpy ride and a slip n' slide</title>
    <published>2007-08-22T12:39:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-22T12:39:39Z</updated>
    <category term="art"/>
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    <category term="kristi"/>
    <lj:music>there are fans blowing in my room</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Appalnet is in death throes, and my class schedule keeps getting messed up all to hell.  The site consistently fails in what I assume is its main purpose: class registration.  However, if the dust settles and my schedule ends up how I want it, then I have a drawing class tues/thurs; a design class, another studio art class, and byzantine art and architecture mon/wed.  Thats right ladies and gentlemen... absolutely no Friday classes.  This was not planned or anything, it just worked out that way.  What is more, it seems that Simon has no Friday classes either... how weird is that?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Well, down to business.  Classes started yesterday (Tuesday) so of course I only had one to go to.  I show up all excited-like, and meet Evn in the hallway.  I chatted with him for a bit about the Big Red House, and then entered the classroom.  Turns out, Kristi is taking the class too.  I knew that I would have to bump into her every once in a while just because we are both art majors, but I really didn't see this one coming.  The class seems ok, if a bit on the easy side, but needless to say I wasn't really paying much attention.  After class, I exchanged a few expected pleasantries with her, and strode out into a MASSIVE torrential downpour.  It was perfect, and actually cheered me up quite a bit.  Upon returning to East, I met some dudes playing in the rain (I think their names were Cat and Trip/Trent).  We splashed our way down to the stream, which had overflowed.  Some other people brought out a slip n' slide.  There was much muddy fun had by all.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Mostly, I relate that anecdote to prove to myself that I've made some progress on the whole Kristi thing.  If this were a month ago, I would still be in my room moping and thinking to myself how serious life is, reliving every detail of the last year, furiously analyzing everything.  Yesterday, however, I was genuinely able to just keep rolling, not take myself seriously, and had a damn good time getting muddy in the rain.</content>
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    <title>lifeprolific @ 2007-08-21T10:12:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-21T14:20:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-21T14:20:01Z</updated>
    <category term="dorm room"/>
    <content type="html">Well, I suppose that everyone wants to hear how satisfied I am with my dorm room, right?  Why dont you decide for yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fascinating!  Some new features are that I can hook the TV up to my computer, and play anything I want off of the web or my hard drive.  Sweet.  Um, the only real drawback is that it is hellishly hot in here.  Everyone has a fridge, computer, etc. in the room; and air conditioning is not allowed.  We also have a boiler room right underneath us.  It's 84 degrees in here right now, it only drops to 80 at night.  However, once it gets cold up here all that won't be a problem.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I had dreams last night.  They were... troubling.  Hence the unkempt bed.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I do not envy Simon.  Being an RA is pretty rough, people come to you ALL THE TIME for stupid questions and... more serious ones.  Like a hand wound, or older dudes in the womens bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I applied to the radio station up here for a job.... I hope my experience at WCPE pays off.</content>
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    <title>Buttercup</title>
    <published>2007-08-07T11:43:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-07T11:43:59Z</updated>
    <category term="buttercup"/>
    <category term="vertuccis"/>
    <category term="youtube"/>
    <lj:music>Opeth- ghost of perdition</lj:music>
    <content type="html">A  few weeks ago mike and I house-sat for a while.  The dogs there were... uh... "special."  I hope this gives you a laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="4" /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeprolific:22469</id>
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    <title>starcraft 2!</title>
    <published>2007-08-06T04:30:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-06T04:30:56Z</updated>
    <category term="starcraft 2"/>
    <lj:music>some glazunov ballet crap</lj:music>
    <content type="html">just in case you guys FAIL at finding that starcraft stuff I was talking about, this is a link to some unit demonstrations, but for terran:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gamespot.com/video/939643/6176216/videoplayerpop?rgroup=blizzcon07_videos"&gt;http://www.gamespot.com/video/939643/6176216/videoplayerpop?rgroup=blizzcon07_videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;and here is a demonstration of how the new campaign will look.  I really recommend watching this, its very different from the original:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gamespot.com/video/939643/6176222/starcraft-ii-single-player-campaign-blizzcon-preview"&gt;http://gamespot.com/video/939643/6176222/starcraft-ii-single-player-campaign-blizzcon-preview&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeprolific:22208</id>
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    <title>cats and starcraft 2.  The perfecct post!</title>
    <published>2007-08-06T01:01:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-06T01:01:59Z</updated>
    <category term="cats"/>
    <category term="starcraft 2"/>
    <lj:music>blind guardian - night at the opera</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"Studies show that if a cat falls off the seventh floor of a building it has about thirty percent less chance of surviving than a cat that falls off the twentieth floor. It supposedly takes about eight floors for the cat to realize what is occurring, relax and correct itself."&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;what sick scientist decided that this would be a good use of his time?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, for any starcraft 2 fangirls out there, theres a bunch of new goodies to watch... including a major demonstration of most of the terran race.  Cool stuff!  You should check it out and...uh.... post your thoughts here or something.  I gotta say, I dig the new "deploy scvs" feature.  And giving the barracks 2 queues... brutal.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeprolific:21874</id>
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    <title>Does anyone even read these subject lines?</title>
    <published>2007-07-30T19:42:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-30T19:42:27Z</updated>
    <category term="joe"/>
    <category term="wcpe"/>
    <category term="airsoft"/>
    <category term="chopin"/>
    <category term="starcraft"/>
    <lj:music>none.  that will have to be fixed...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">In the past few days I broke my record for kills in Starcraft.  The new record (in a non-use-map-settings game) is over 1200.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I also got a heckuva lotta kills in that airsoft match we played the other day.  Fondly dubbed "the first battle of Coachman's Trail" by Zach, it was a lot of fun.  It has been waaaaay too long since I shelled out all that cash for my gun, and now its finally paying off.  Basically, I only got killed when I ran completely out of ammo.  I can't wait for more fresh meat... I doubt we will be able to play on a weekday, though.  Just keep your weekend clear, and you WILL get some action.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;At WCPE there's this guy named Joe.  He is teaching me about Chopin's Etudes, and has insisted that I begin with no. 2 in A minor (from Op. 10) known as "THE Etude" because of its ridiculous difficulty.  I am currently memorizing just the melody, and it is still making my hand ache.  If any of you have a recording of it, break it out and take a listen.  That chromatic-type melody line is played &lt;i&gt;entirely&lt;/i&gt; by the 3rd, 4th, and 5th fingers of the right hand, while the chords are being played by the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd fingers (of the right hand as well).  I am really excited... I am going to crack this thing and then master all of the etudes!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I suppose it is worth mentioning, for anyone who actually read this far, that I am on a brand spanking new schedule for a week or two.  I wake up between noon and three PM, head to work at 11.  Take that into consideration when formulating your plans.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeprolific:21690</id>
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    <title>Ridiculous... OR GENIUS?</title>
    <published>2007-07-26T02:41:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-26T02:47:08Z</updated>
    <category term="vertuccis"/>
    <category term="cool hat"/>
    <category term="vivaldi"/>
    <category term="parents"/>
    <category term="mike"/>
    <lj:music>Berlioz - Romeo and Juliet</lj:music>
    <content type="html">you decide!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="3" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wish more people did this kinda stuff.  I also wish I had a hat like he has.  I would wear it to work.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;The house sitting job is over.  I'm not sure a 360 for a week is worth that much bickering and floor-type poop.  I swear, if Mike gets pissed at me and pulls the same thing he pulled on Meredith, thats it.  I am selling everything I own and taking an impromptu land trip to the grand canyon.  Maybe I'll learn how to coexist with people along the way.&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking. I think I am pretty unique in my family.  Since middle school, I have not lived in the same house for more than 2 years in a row.  I am the only one to ever make money at a real job, the only one who cooks (really cooks), the only one who has ever been in a serious fight with the parents.  It's kinda weird how all of the things that make me unique are things which help me to be more independent... maybe this is God's way of telling me that it's totally cool to just sever the ties, pick up and leave.  At the same time though, it seems wrong somehow; as if there was a debt I have to them.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;[EDIT] OH YEAH! New userpic... this is an actual fish.  Its REAL NAME is the "blobfish."  It is made of a gelatinous ooze that barely floats in water, so it never has to swim.  It eats whatever gets in its mouth.  It is apparently the most miserable creature on the planet.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeprolific:21449</id>
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    <title>An official decree!</title>
    <published>2007-07-24T02:55:40Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-24T02:55:40Z</updated>
    <category term="rap"/>
    <category term="airsoft"/>
    <category term="introverted"/>
    <lj:music>BT</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This coming Saturday, the 28th of July, shall henceforth and hither-to-for be declared REGIONAL AIRSOFT DAY, and no airsoft gun endowed human who considers himself companion of GREG the MAGNIFICENT shall excuse, abscond, or in any way try to weasel his or her way out of EXTRAVAGANT AMOUNTS OF GUN-TYPE FUNTIMES!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;heeeheee... so anyway, I was driving back from somewhere the other night, and I turned on the radio.  Flipping through the channels, I heard the most ridiculous song on the face of the planet.  Please to enjoy a fabulous song for make benefit of glorious genre of Rap: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QUTIOjZejFI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QUTIOjZejFI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I got lost on the way back from my parents' house last night.  I can have so much fun when I'm alone, I don't know why I don't do it more often</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeprolific:21072</id>
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    <title>Harry Potter, you... will... lose!</title>
    <published>2007-07-23T04:37:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-23T04:37:33Z</updated>
    <category term="vertucci&amp;apos;s"/>
    <category term="harry potter"/>
    <category term="amy"/>
    <category term="hilarity"/>
    <category term="mike"/>
    <category term="gears of war"/>
    <category term="simon"/>
    <lj:music>Opeth</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, uh, tons of stuff went on in the last week and I havn't been a very diligent journaller.  I have been house-sitting with Mike for the Vertucci's, the dogs are dumber that a teaspoon, the house is filled with random new but unused stuff, Amy had a birthday party, airsoft is starting again, Mike got demoralized in starcraft, I played through Gears of War, and all that great stuff.  But this post is about none of that.&lt;br /&gt;This post is about my good buddy Simon, who got me to go see that new Harry Potter movie in 3d.  Now, I am always up for a fun fair with someone as amiable as Simon, but this movie hit me in such a perfect way.  You know, now that I think about it, movies have really been hitting home hard to me lately.  But that doesn't completely explain the wonderfulness that was that Harry Potter movie.  I wish I had Snape around to tell me what to do all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Greg: Thats private!&lt;br /&gt;Snape: Not to me!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Snape, you're the best.  Well, you would be the best if Simon weren't already there.  Anyway, tonight was hella good.  It was Simon's sister Katie's birthday, we had Chinese for dinner and I showed off that hilarious breakup letter video soundbite.  For those of you who somehow know me and still have not seen it, watch this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youmakemetouchyourhandsforstupidreasons.ytmnd.com/"&gt;http://youmakemetouchyourhandsforstupidreasons.ytmnd.com/&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeprolific:20856</id>
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    <title>God is in the Rain</title>
    <published>2007-07-18T05:22:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-18T05:22:12Z</updated>
    <category term="harry potter"/>
    <category term="asu"/>
    <category term="kristi"/>
    <category term="lord of the rings"/>
    <category term="simon"/>
    <lj:music>Rain and Thunder</lj:music>
    <content type="html">If you don't recognize the quote, spare yourself humiliation and don't comment on it.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Kristi has her hooks in me a bit deeper than I thought.  The entire time I was at nightbeats I felt like throwing up.  I didn't run into her once, if I had that feeling probably would have become reality.  Kristi, if you are reading this, I am going to try to avoid making a big mistake; I'm not going to call or IM you anytime soon.  If you really feel the need to say something, you can get in touch with me.&lt;br /&gt;A few people have acted as impromptu therapists for me.  Really, all I've learned is that after you get dumped, there is nothing anyone can say to make you feel even the least bit better.  There probably isn't really anything they can say that will make you act better either, though I guess I can't speak for everyone on that.  Their reactions have been interesting however.  They've run the gamut from being very empathic to wanting to solve the problem to actually congratulating me on now being able to understand breakup songs.  With a feeling you doubt anyone can understand, about a problem that no one can fix, understanding a song is not really all that comforting.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;For the next week, I wont be living at home anymore.  I am house-sitting with mike, the place is apparently opulent and we will have a good time.  I have a few events planned... Friday, I will be attending Amy's party and then will be going to the Harry Potter premier.  Dressed as a LOTR character... HAHA! &amp;lt;@;-)  WCPE cannot afford to let me go on the 6th... this means that I will not be able to drive Simon to ASU.  Sorry bud, it would've been cool.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Work is good at havit.  I am basically being given the entire website to completely redo.  I am really excited about it</content>
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