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<title>Tight hoochie pants</title>
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<modified>2011-06-03T01:25:11Z</modified>
<issued>2011-06-03T00:57:45Z</issued>
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<created>2011-06-03T00:57:45Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">Just worked 15 hours, walked in, showered, sat down, it&apos;s bedtime. I want cheesecake. There&apos;s beer in the fridge, could go to the pool. Dark, doesn&apos;t matter. Worst job ever. Sucks here, I miss the boat. Sucks on the boat...</summary>
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<name>nycbaby</name>
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<![CDATA[<p>Just worked 15 hours, walked in, showered, sat down, it's bedtime. I want cheesecake. There's beer in the fridge, could go to the pool. Dark, doesn't matter. Worst job ever. Sucks here, I miss the boat. Sucks on the boat too plus no women. That's a big deal. There's no escape... Washed my car yesterday and a bird pooped on it today. I did have a threesome this week though. Now I'm a degenerate. I question myself. I found a hot dog stand, the guy sold monte cristo hot dogs. That's a hot dog split down the middle and fried on the flat grill, then topped with melted swiss cheese and strawberry jam. It was fantastic. I also had one with mustard and cole slaw. I'm going there every day. <br />
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<entry>
<title>Thy will be done</title>
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<modified>2011-03-02T23:19:49Z</modified>
<issued>2011-03-02T23:14:11Z</issued>
<id>tag:www.idrankalavalamp.com,2011://1.603</id>
<created>2011-03-02T23:14:11Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">My plans for the year changed today. Now I&apos;m going to sea in two weeks, for six weeks. Then I come back for a month, and then go again for the rest of the year. Back in December sometime, hopefully....</summary>
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<name>nycbaby</name>
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<![CDATA[<p>My plans for the year changed today. Now I'm going to sea in two weeks, for six weeks. Then I come back for a month, and then go again for the rest of the year. Back in December sometime, hopefully. Don't have a date, don't know where I'm going. I'll miss you, and I'll be thinking about you. Be good. xoxxxxxxxxxxxxx</p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>Hey, unlimited texting is basically free</title>
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<modified>2011-03-02T23:24:28Z</modified>
<issued>2011-02-24T01:11:42Z</issued>
<id>tag:www.idrankalavalamp.com,2011://1.602</id>
<created>2011-02-24T01:11:42Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">I&apos;m still here, job still taking all my time. Took up tennis, I suck. Back to running every day as well, so 13+ hour workday followed by tennis and running, that&apos;s the routine. Retarded by the end of the day....</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p>I'm still here, job still taking all my time. Took up tennis, I suck. Back to running every day as well, so 13+ hour workday followed by tennis and running, that's the routine. Retarded by the end of the day. Stock market going to crap again, wtf. Can I get a break. I took a picture of something delicious that I cooked a few days ago but my blackberry (one year old) has decided to go berserk and it is now borderline useless and I've lost the photo. I texted it to my friend and I was told that I am a bastard. Texted you a few times lately, no answer, don't know if you get my texts or what. Anyway, happy anniversary. </p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>I drink good coffee in the morning</title>
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<modified>2010-12-06T16:07:31Z</modified>
<issued>2010-12-01T15:29:25Z</issued>
<id>tag:www.idrankalavalamp.com,2010://1.601</id>
<created>2010-12-01T15:29:25Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">I&apos;ve been drinking black coffee for years (because of laziness) but now I&apos;m turned onto this creamer and I am telling you IT IS THE SHIT. It is spectacular. International Delight CoffeeHouse Inspirations Caramel Macchiato flavor. Get it. Freakin Mafia...</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p><img alt="International Delight CoffeeHouse Inspirations Caramel Macchiato Coffee Creamer" src="http://www.idrankalavalamp.com/images/creamer.jpg" width="220" height="220" class="mt-image-left" style="float: left; margin: 0 20px 20px 0;" />I've been drinking black coffee for years (because of laziness) but now I'm turned onto this creamer and I am telling you IT IS THE SHIT. It is spectacular. International Delight CoffeeHouse Inspirations Caramel Macchiato flavor. Get it.<br />
Freakin Mafia Wars has me hooked. Siiiiiiiiiiiiiighhhhhhhhhhghhh. Not like I have a lot of spare time. Believe me, my days are full. Also.... hate my job. It is killing me. It sucks. Two more years, then something new or I might get out. So there's that.<br />
Now Christmas shopping time. Christmas, my arch enemy. I do not know what gifts to buy. This is every year. I grow tired of this. Went down to St. Augustine yesterday (nice!) for some shopping and did not buy one thing  because I SUCK AT BUYING GIFTS. This is why I am not married. Women see my gifts and they think I have mental problems. I have been internet dating. Interesting... not so much keepers there in that arena. The big question to me is always WHYAREYOUSINGLE. This wears me down too. Wearisome, man. Jets suck. Roy's a bitch.<br />
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<entry>
<title>Halloween</title>
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<modified>2010-11-11T22:28:43Z</modified>
<issued>2010-10-30T14:37:12Z</issued>
<id>tag:www.idrankalavalamp.com,2010://1.600</id>
<created>2010-10-30T14:37:12Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">One of my basils got the death sentence this morning, I was taking care of it and I noticed bugs on it, spider mites I think. There&apos;s no bugs allowed on my porch or plants. Chopped it down, threw it...</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p>One of my basils got the death sentence this morning, I was taking care of it and I noticed bugs on it, spider mites I think. There's no bugs allowed on my porch or plants. Chopped it down, threw it away in the outside trash. It's an annual plant, so even though the weather is still nice right now (Halloween!) there will be a frost coming soon, maybe in a month or so, it would be dead anyway. Also it was so tall that a little breeze could knock it over and I think it was getting stressed from falling down too much. <br />
I had a spectacular summer as far as girls. They were coming at me from everywhere, I had no time to see all of them. For a while I went on a rampage with as many as I could but I felt guilty to go out with someone new right after I just had a nice date with someone else so I picked one and chilled out. We were getting along fine, I think we were both on the exact same page, just trying to have a good time nothing heavy but also not party all the time. We were good just to open a bottle of wine and stay at home, especially during the week with our busy schedules. A few weeks ago we went down to Saint Augustine and toured the winery, then walked around old town and went into all the shops, we went to dinner and sat outside overlooking the water, and then we went to a crazy 3D haunted house which was scary and involved clowns. The next day we went to the mall and bought tons of stuff, spent the day together and overall just had a really nice weekend together. I hung out with my guy friend the next night and told him that we were doing well but I was getting a little bored(!) which we boiled down to the fact that I'm a guy. Anyway, she didn't call back that week and she had other plans the next weekend, and halfway through last week I called her to see what's up and she said she was feeling a little depressed and in alone mode! I said don't worry about it, hope you feel better, and I haven't heard from her since! I think she got spooked after that weekend together, maybe it was a little too boyfriendy/girlfriendy or maybe she got bored too, don't know. Just weird after that nice time we had, I was maybe bored but I wasn't going to hang the whole thing up yet. Anyway, I don't plan to call her or give her any shit, I will just let it go. She's got enough on her plate with a psycho ex husband. Technically not an ex yet and he's a full on stalker. Her toothbrush is here, and her shampoo and stuff. I'll throw the toothbrush away today but I'll save the shampoo for another few weeks just in case.<br />
I guess I'm free to start looking again, guilt free. It always seems like such a huge pain in the ass to start dating again. The idea of meeting new people and starting from scratch seems like hard work. Tonight there is a halloween party, we'll take a look at that.</p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>FL Picture post</title>
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<modified>2010-09-24T22:37:06Z</modified>
<issued>2010-09-12T14:52:51Z</issued>
<id>tag:www.idrankalavalamp.com,2010://1.599</id>
<created>2010-09-12T14:52:51Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">Master bedroom: Kitchen/Living room: Master bed closet/bath. The closet in the guest room is bigger. Living room: Tv: Guest bathroom/laundry: Spare bedroom: Master bath has big tub: Balcony, my plants: Pool: Lemon tree has deformed lemons: Off the porch (rainbow):...</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p>Master bedroom:<br />
<img alt="masterbed.jpg" src="http://www.idrankalavalamp.com/images/masterbed.jpg" width="550" height="413" class="mt-image-left" style="float: left; margin: 0 20px 20px 0;" /><br  clear="all" /></p>

<p>Kitchen/Living room:<br />
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<p>Master bed closet/bath. The closet in the guest room is bigger.<br />
<img alt="closetmaster.jpg" src="http://www.idrankalavalamp.com/images/closetmaster.jpg" width="550" height="413" class="mt-image-left" style="float: left; margin: 0 20px 20px 0;" /><br  clear="all" /></p>

<p>Living room:<br />
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<p>Tv:<br />
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<p>Guest bathroom/laundry:<br />
<img alt="sparebath.jpg" src="http://www.idrankalavalamp.com/images/sparebath.jpg" width="550" height="413" class="mt-image-left" style="float: left; margin: 0 20px 20px 0;" /><br  clear="all" /></p>

<p>Spare bedroom:<br />
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<p>Master bath has big tub:<br />
<img alt="masterbath.jpg" src="http://www.idrankalavalamp.com/images/masterbath.jpg" width="550" height="413" class="mt-image-left" style="float: left; margin: 0 20px 20px 0;" /><br  clear="all" /></p>

<p>Balcony, my plants:<br />
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<p>Pool:<br />
<img alt="gazebo.jpg" src="http://www.idrankalavalamp.com/images/gazebo.jpg" width="550" height="413" class="mt-image-left" style="float: left; margin: 0 20px 20px 0;" /><br  clear="all" /></p>

<p><img alt="balls.jpg" src="http://www.idrankalavalamp.com/images/balls.jpg" width="550" height="413" class="mt-image-left" style="float: left; margin: 0 20px 20px 0;" /><br  clear="all" /></p>

<p><img alt="pool.jpg" src="http://www.idrankalavalamp.com/images/pool.jpg" width="550" height="413" class="mt-image-left" style="float: left; margin: 0 20px 20px 0;" /><br  clear="all" /></p>

<p>Lemon tree has deformed lemons:<br />
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<p>Off the porch (rainbow):<br />
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<entry>
<title>M Bday</title>
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<modified>2010-08-08T02:59:01Z</modified>
<issued>2010-08-09T02:56:15Z</issued>
<id>tag:www.idrankalavalamp.com,2010://1.598</id>
<created>2010-08-09T02:56:15Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">Happy Birthday M! Hope you have the greatest day, I got a new bed it is beautiful i will take a picture and post it up if you come by and want to see....</summary>
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<name>nycbaby</name>
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<![CDATA[<p>Happy Birthday M! Hope you have the greatest day, I got a new bed it is beautiful i will take a picture and post it up if you come by and want to see.</p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>Brownchicken Browncow</title>
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<modified>2010-08-01T14:28:33Z</modified>
<issued>2010-08-01T13:28:40Z</issued>
<id>tag:www.idrankalavalamp.com,2010://1.597</id>
<created>2010-08-01T13:28:40Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">Good morning! It&apos;s been a long time, I&apos;ve been a busy man. Work is hard, ooo the next three years might suck. Looong days. I&apos;ve been doing my best to squeeze in a little pool time here and there when...</summary>
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<name>nycbaby</name>
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<![CDATA[<p>Good morning! It's been a long time, I've been a busy man. Work is hard, ooo the next three years might suck. Looong days. I've been doing my best to squeeze in a little pool time here and there when I get home before dark but mostly I come home, eat some dinner and go straight to bed. Tomorrow I'm on the early crew which means I've got to be there at five AM instead of six, one hour makes a big difference when you're getting beat down.<br />
What adventures have I been up to? Let's see, nearly got into a fight a while back. Some sloppy fat white trash whore came to the pool with her white trash family, we were drinking beer and analyzing the son, we thought he was retarded but acknowledged the possibility that he might not be and we thought it would be hilarious if he was not retarded. Suddenly the woman started talking to us out of the blue. She yelled across the pool to us, "Is everything alright?!!" We were like WTF why is she talking to us shun her. They were milling around near the table where we had stashed all our stuff... smokes, wallet, phones etc. We do not live in a bad neighborhood and we didn't think to be suspicious of them yet.<br />
When we got out of the pool and went over to our table we saw that my friend's Blackberry was gone. (The wallet was still there!) No one else had come to the pool during this time, the white trashes were the only ones it could have been, but what could we do? My friend said to the fat lady, "Excuse me, do you think someone from your party could have mistakenly picked up a cell phone from this table?" We thought maybe the retarded kid. <br />
Then the woman started acting super suspicious. She acted way too concerned and became way more involved than she should have been and was blatantly acting guilty. We were conferring about this as it was unfolding, "She is acting suspicious, isn't she?" "Yes, I agree, suspicious."<br />
My friend asked her to call his cell on her cell. She went off and got her phone and possibly turned off his phone and then made a show of calling his number. She pretended someone picked up, started having a weird fake conversation. My friend said, "let me talk," and she got cross with him, said "easy buddy!" and backed away... then she acted like the connection dropped. She called back at his request and now of course it went straight to his voice mail.<br />
We discussed what to do. Call the cops? What would they do, we didn't think anything. Plus we had been drinking and our eyes were red from the chlorine, we looked high. It boiled down to there was nothing we could do, his phone was gone and that's it. We accepted that and continued with our pooltime for awhile and then decided to go to Best Buy and see if he could get a new phone under warranty. (No.) As we were leaving, a new gang of trailer park thugs came up to us and tried to pick a fight! We were full of liquid courage and these punks all looked like bitches so we had no fear at all and we just laughed at them. They were saying we had assaulted the woman. She was trying to encourage them, saying "They were asking me all kinds of weird questions, like do I live here... where do I live...." I thought we were definitely fighting and I even kind of wanted to because we were both so pissed and we could do nothing. But with our jobs it is super dangerous if the cops come, especially if there is alcohol involved. Demotion for sure, loss of pay, loss of security clearance which means loss of job. We just kept laughing at them and squared up on them and luckily they ran away without us having to get dirty. that was the closest I have come to an alcohol related incident my whole time in. Oh and the retarded one turned out not to be retarded.<br />
I've been furnishing my apartment in my limited spare time, lots of online shopping. This weekend I took delivery two bookcases, a dresser, and a king size bed. I was so excited about the bed, I went to Bed Bath and Beyond while I was waiting for the delivery, picked up seven hundred dollars worth of bedding for it. NICE down comforter, new sheets, new pillows, skirts and shams, and a nice other comforter that I put over the down one to protect it. Also picked up two bar stools for my kitchen bar while I was there. Took the delivery last night, it is the wrong fucking mattress. I ordered a Simmons Beautyrest and I got an Airsprung. I've never heard of that brand. I tried to call 1-800-Mattres but they were already closed for the night, and I called Mattress Giant, the company that handled the order, also closed. Now I have to wait until Monday to do anything about it. I made it up and slept on it anyway, super comfortable, very nice, similar price range I think, but not what I ordered. For that amount of money I think I'd just like the thing I ordered. Hard to tell about the price range, beds are like cars, they always have a fake price and a real price. The Simmons was 2,000 something crossed out and then the real price was like 1300. Airsprung only sells in the UK and at Mattress Giant as far as I can tell, UK prices are meaningless to me and the Mattress Giant price is also 1300. The bed is nice enough that I almost want to just take it because I have no time for the hassle during the week, but I'm afraid this weird brand bed will fall apart in six months and I'll regret it, and also its the principle, I don't want those bastards getting one over on me.<br />
Not that much else I'm afraid, work is too consuming. Been reading some Hunter Thomson, oh and I have a few plants growing on the porch, chives and basil. I've had them for four or five weeks now and they are still doing great, really enjoying not killing them. </p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>Cro</title>
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<modified>2010-07-04T17:37:04Z</modified>
<issued>2010-07-04T12:35:13Z</issued>
<id>tag:www.idrankalavalamp.com,2010://1.596</id>
<created>2010-07-04T12:35:13Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">You&apos;re leaving today, have fun M. Postcard, please!...</summary>
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<name>nycbaby</name>
<url>www.idrankalvalamp.com</url>
<email>nycbaby@hotmail.com</email>
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<![CDATA[<p>You're leaving today, have fun M. Postcard, please!</p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>On leave</title>
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<modified>2010-06-23T16:55:25Z</modified>
<issued>2010-06-23T16:19:23Z</issued>
<id>tag:www.idrankalavalamp.com,2010://1.593</id>
<created>2010-06-23T16:19:23Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">Graduated last week, original plan was to go straight over to the squadron after school and check in but it was so ridiculously hot that day and I was feeling celebratory so I made an adjustment to the plan. No...</summary>
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<name>nycbaby</name>
<url>www.idrankalvalamp.com</url>
<email>nycbaby@hotmail.com</email>
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<![CDATA[<p>Graduated last week, original plan was to go straight over to the squadron after school and check in but it was so ridiculously hot that day and I was feeling celebratory so I made an adjustment to the plan. No check in, take leave instead and go to the pool for beers and swimming. Most definitely the right choice, I am not much in the mood to go bust my ass all day every day while I establish myself and find my rythm over there. I've been reading this book, <em>Kingdom of Fear</em> by Hunter Thompson (borrowed), unfortunately I got distracted at the pool and forgot that I had it with me and left without it. I asked the woman in the office if anyone had turned it in, the maintenance guy said he'd seen it but didn't touch it, so I ended up ordering a new copy. Sucks. Someone must have picked it up and thought it looked good, walked away with it. I'm not usually careless with other people's property, can't believe I did that. Anyway, he'll get a brand new book when I'm done. After the pool the girl I was with went home and a guy from my neighborhood called me up and I was making sandwiches, so I told him to come over. I made delicious egg salad with gorgonzola, chives, and crispy prosciutto pieces on whole grain bread, awesome. After sandwiches, drinks. We bought the Seinfeld DVD trivia game and made it into a drinking game, not bad. I was at a disadvantage because I haven't watched Seinfeld in years but I did okay, he beat me two out of three. He had to get to bed for work the next day but I had another buddy who was on house hunting leave so I called him up and he came and got me. We hung out at his place for a while and had more drinks and then went to a few bars. First a local dive bar, then two strip clubs. At the last strip club I butt dialed a female friend from VA unbeknownst to me at the time. The next day she texted me, "Are you aware that you called me last night? From the two minute message it sounded like you were at a strip club and you were picking up a girl!" I said yep you busted me, how did you know it was a strip club? She said the cheap hip hop music at semi conversational level gave it away, but she was proud of me it took nerve to do whatever it was I was doing. I have no idea. I'd love to hear that message, just glad I butt dialed and friend and not some family member or worse. Could have been disastrous. Anyway I ended up with some stripper's phone number lol.</p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>Hundred degrees cold</title>
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<modified>2010-06-05T15:01:27Z</modified>
<issued>2010-06-05T14:52:59Z</issued>
<id>tag:www.idrankalavalamp.com,2010://1.592</id>
<created>2010-06-05T14:52:59Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">Sick as a dog!!! Grrrrrr my friends went out tubing, lazy river style with beers, even one of my old buddies from last time I lived here went along and he&apos;s going to Iraq next week so I won&apos;t see...</summary>
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<![CDATA[<p>Sick as a dog!!! Grrrrrr my friends went out tubing, lazy river style with beers, even one of my old buddies from last time I lived here went along and he's going to Iraq next week so I won't see him again but I could not go. Just too sick. NASTY cold. Waste of a weekend. I've been on this crazy high protein 4,000 calorie diet, fell off yesterday due to no sense of taste. Today I'm going to try to pick it back up but I have no appetite when I can't taste my food. My coffee, however, is delicious. So good that I decided to make a second pot this morning, still working on it. I'm a little wired with the coffee and the sudafed, and bored. </p>]]>

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<title>Memorial Day Weekend</title>
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<modified>2010-05-30T15:41:25Z</modified>
<issued>2010-05-30T14:02:34Z</issued>
<id>tag:www.idrankalavalamp.com,2010://1.591</id>
<created>2010-05-30T14:02:34Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">Good Morning :) Hope you are enjoying this memorial day weekend. I have no plans for the day, still sitting with my coffee and thinking about what I might do with myself. Can&apos;t believe it&apos;s Sunday already! Friday I did...</summary>
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<name>nycbaby</name>
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<![CDATA[<p>Good Morning :) Hope you are enjoying this memorial day weekend. I have no plans for the day, still sitting with my coffee and thinking about what I might do with myself. Can't believe it's Sunday already! Friday I did nothing, took it as a recovery day after Thursday night, sometimes I need that at my age. Yesterday I started the day with a GREAT five mile run, afterwards I had sweat just pouring out of every inch of my body, I love that. I felt great, and I just sat there and spaced out for 30 mins while I finished sweating, no thoughts in my head. That's about as close to happiness as I can get these days. My friend came over and picked me up after I showered, we got some beers and went swimming at his pool. There was a cute girl there but she was stuck up and wouldn't talk to us, annoying. Also there was an older woman there who stil had a great body, we assumed she was a stripper. And she was married. The water was great so we just swam the whole time. You should see the tan I've got now. After the pool we went back to his house and got dry and cleaned ourselved up a bit and then we went out to some redneck bar with the world's worst karaoke singers, it was torture. Some inbred country guys came up and were talking way too loud at us, the said they like to go out to the swamp and jump on the alligator's backs. It's easy, they said, all you have to do is jump on and then slit its throat. I said wow have you done that before? He goes yeah, I've killed at least six or seven. lol. The guys I was with were planning on going to the strip club after that but I felt that I had no need for strippers, I called a cab and got myself home by 10:30. Ate some pizza while it was still too hot, now I have a blister on the roof of my mouth, I couldn't just wait five minutes for it to cool down. Popped up this morning around 8:00 feeling good.</p>]]>

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<title>Repent</title>
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<modified>2010-07-11T22:29:13Z</modified>
<issued>2010-05-28T04:28:02Z</issued>
<id>tag:www.idrankalavalamp.com,2010://1.590</id>
<created>2010-05-28T04:28:02Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">Goodness did I get fucked up tonight. My friend came over and we went out to a dive bar which I remembered from when I first came into the Navy, it was still there and it is still cool. We...</summary>
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<name>nycbaby</name>
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<email>nycbaby@hotmail.com</email>
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<![CDATA[<p>Goodness did I get fucked up tonight. My friend came over and we went out to a dive bar which I remembered from when I first came into the Navy, it was still there and it is still cool. We got started in that place then we came back here to watch Human Centipede, a movie which has the most crazy premise you have ever heard. Turns out it sucks though. Also we had some sake (he was in japan with me) and we heated it up and spiced up the normalcy of beers all night and talked about deep stuff. I've been an idiot lately. Sometimes women can mess with a man's head.</p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>Lather Rinse Repeat</title>
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<modified>2010-07-11T22:33:16Z</modified>
<issued>2010-05-20T15:50:20Z</issued>
<id>tag:www.idrankalavalamp.com,2010://1.588</id>
<created>2010-05-20T15:50:20Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">Finished my day&apos;s work this morning at ten o&apos;clock, tomorow I expect the same. Got a coffee and went outside for a smoke, my chief was out there. He laughed, &quot;H_ you always look like you&apos;re coming off a binge!&quot;...</summary>
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<name>nycbaby</name>
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<![CDATA[<p>Finished my day's work this morning at ten o'clock, tomorow I expect the same. Got a coffee and went outside for a smoke, my chief was out there. He laughed,  "H_  you always look like you're coming off a binge!" I said "That's weird." Everybody knows I drink my ass off every day. I told him that I was chatting to a 20 year old girl at the pool yesterday, he said, "God, did you want to kill yourself?" I said, "Yeah kind of, but really I'm just proud I can still talk to 20 year olds!" Here is the note I wrote to myself yesterday to remind me of the post I wanted to write, I am cutting and pasting the actual note:</p>

<p><em>girl at the pool nicole came up shirt off like apimp she said hey, i said i thought i saw a ring she said yeah i take it off when im taanning , so i sid sit down. we sata few hours togethwer i ran out of eebr she gave me some of hers i should nont go there am i thast guy i dont know i voupld use it aftert j, ets, women in general, its not that i know i coulod because geen lioght menas proceed w caution otransliation back off completeetly, its insanity, when they like you if they know you like them too YOUY ARE FUKED</em></p>

<p>HAHAHAHA wtf. Anyway I think I already told you the story on the phone and now I'm bored with it, just thought my drunk note was funny. It's about noon now and there's not much to eat here except peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, guess I'm having that because I'm not going shopping. Already picked up a fresh 18 pack on the way home from work this morning, icing it down it the cooler and and then off to the pool after I eat to do it all over again!</p>]]>

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<entry>
<title>I feel as though its bedtime</title>
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<modified>2010-05-12T00:28:04Z</modified>
<issued>2010-05-11T23:23:03Z</issued>
<id>tag:www.idrankalavalamp.com,2010://1.586</id>
<created>2010-05-11T23:23:03Z</created>
<summary type="text/plain">I didn&apos;t make it. Plan was no drinks today, started off pretty well and turned down an invitation to poolbeers but then around seven I started tearing up out of nowhere so I went straight to the fridge. Now I...</summary>
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<name>nycbaby</name>
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<email>nycbaby@hotmail.com</email>
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<![CDATA[<p>I didn't make it. Plan was no drinks today, started off pretty well and turned down an invitation to poolbeers but then around seven I started tearing up out of nowhere so I went straight to the fridge. Now I want to try to think of something to write about while I drink and when I'm done writing I'll get in bed for the night. Sooooo...<br />
Tomorrow I will run before work, I plan to do this run in record fucking time. Full out sprinting, the pain is so sweet if you need it. And it clears my head of any cobwebs left over from my emobeers. My neighbors are fully boring. We have ducks though, they are always walking around and flying down the street. One guy has a macaw that he keeps on his porch, it barks exactly like a dog. Mexicans come around in the afternoon with weedwackers and one guy follows them with a giant fan on wheels to blow away the clippings. I'm thinking of getting a bike, we'll see, there seems to be no story forming here. I would like a normal life and a family.</p>]]>

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