<?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-3728634</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:53:22.888-04:00</updated><title type='text'>antimatter soup.</title><subtitle type='html'>conglomerated rubbish</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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>116</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3728634.post-113476302842138507</id><published>2005-12-16T14:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T14:57:08.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm done with this blog business here.  You can find me on Livejournal or something from now on if you really want to. Time to neatly step away from everything I've written here. Have a nice life.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/113476302842138507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/113476302842138507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113476302842138507' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-111205982416079677</id><published>2005-03-28T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T20:30:24.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my parents are splitting up.  i am not taking it well.  nope. i'm running away.  sort of.  and living in syracuse for the summer with brittany.  i'm never going to divorce brittany.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/111205982416079677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/111205982416079677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111205982416079677' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-111040891542514014</id><published>2005-03-09T17:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T17:55:15.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bryan Klimchuck died Monday night.  he was an amazing kid and I absolutely loved being around him.  The only things I remember about high school are NNWW Rugby Sweater days and hanging out with Dave and Bryan in the art department making tremendous amounts of trouble for others and corrupting anything and anyone, even the uncorruptable.  We were sent to the principal once after posting the lyrcs </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/111040891542514014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/111040891542514014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111040891542514014' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-110559436384425354</id><published>2005-01-13T01:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T00:32:43.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got my tonsils out today.  I don't hurt and I don't remember anything besides getting 8 shots and wearing a mondo hip hospital gown with my bum shamelessly exposed.   I kept the slipper socks, score!  Mike came along because I love him.  Aw.  We made a peanutbutter pie for his mom as soon as we arrived home and watched a couple movies plus a requsite episode of Mork and Mindy, of which we are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/110559436384425354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/110559436384425354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110559436384425354' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-110495377854372784</id><published>2005-01-05T14:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T14:36:18.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Best New Year's Ever.  With Lary and TJ and The Flaming Lips and Wilco and NYC. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/110495377854372784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/110495377854372784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110495377854372784' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-110495365514424075</id><published>2005-01-05T14:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T14:34:15.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mike and I fell asleep here two nights ago watching cartoons.  He woke me up around 2am after I screamed.  Somebody kept pulling me back into the lake where a shark was trying to kill me, afterall.  I think he saved my life.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/110495365514424075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/110495365514424075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110495365514424075' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-110364435804464109</id><published>2004-12-21T10:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T10:52:38.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ew winter.  i'm cold everywhere and can't achieve any degree of warmth.  i have poor circulation and my fingers and toes are totally numb 50 percent of the time.  i'm fairly sure i was supposed to hibernate this time of year.  my goodness is life inconvenient.oh, and i failed my one credit psych class.  but for good reasons, believe me.  [standard slacker's excuse goes here.]  i won't lie; i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/110364435804464109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/110364435804464109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110364435804464109' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-110334327316784404</id><published>2004-12-17T23:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T23:14:33.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>P.S. you missed what would have been the best blog entries ever..... i am way fun, you guys.  (if that's still plural... i probably lost everyone because they stopped reading when they thought i died....)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/110334327316784404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/110334327316784404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110334327316784404' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-110334289387048149</id><published>2004-12-17T22:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T23:08:13.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I miss writing here.  It helped me figure out what was going on.  Now, I have no idea what is happening.  At all.  For serious.Except for a few things.School is over.  I feel like being braindead for a little while. uuuuuuuuugggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/110334289387048149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/110334289387048149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110334289387048149' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-110015077713304130</id><published>2004-11-11T01:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T00:26:17.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://www.emilywire.net/antimattersoup/albums.php</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/110015077713304130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/110015077713304130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110015077713304130' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-110015052549343624</id><published>2004-11-11T01:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T00:22:05.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>monday.  classes 1:10-4:10, 4:40-5:40, 5:50-7:15, informal meetings/office stuff, radio show10-11:30, office stuff afterwardstueaday.  wake up at 5am for work at 7.  classes 10:05-1:05, 1:15-2:45, work till 9.wednesday. class 9:40-10:40, office hours 11-1, class 1:10-4:10, 5:50-7:15, meeting at 8.thursday.  work at 7am.  classes 10:05-1:05, 1:15-2:45, meeting at 7friday. class 8:30-9:30.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/110015052549343624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/110015052549343624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110015052549343624' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-109418998480012267</id><published>2004-09-03T01:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T01:39:44.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>School is going much, much better this semester.  On the first day, I was incredibly miserable and everything that typically goes wrong was doing just that.  But as I was driving into campus (in my mother's '88 Chevy Caprice because my car is unwell lately) that song, "Raindrops Keep Falling on my Head" came on the oldies station and really made it a better day.  "I'm not gonna stop the rain by </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/109418998480012267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/109418998480012267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109418998480012267' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-109321362931264685</id><published>2004-08-22T17:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T18:27:09.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This weekend I called 911 three times and cried twice. To be honest, two of those calls were to the campus police to unlock some doors for me.  The cop gave me the wrong keys three times so I had to do a lot of running around.  He also couldn't find the sign-out book or a pen.  Then he forgot to actually place the key in the drawer and slide it through to me.  Finally, I had the proper keys, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/109321362931264685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/109321362931264685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109321362931264685' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-109281161855037531</id><published>2004-08-17T02:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T02:46:58.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sleep over party with Maneguar (un-Sheryl's) after Jen's show.  These are nice boys.Mike and I are watching the entire series of The Wonder Years.  We are far behind schedule.She asked me  if I have a jobI said 'No way' I've got no jobWhy would anyone want a job?Life's too short to have a jobI have all the jobs. Today is my birthday.  I worked. Fil got me Southern Fried Rock.  If I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/109281161855037531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/109281161855037531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109281161855037531' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-109176550785644431</id><published>2004-08-05T23:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T00:11:47.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am working approximately 45 hours per week.  This is why I am not paying enough attention to any of you darlings these days.  13 hours just today.  Frazzled.  Fortunately, the coffee shop industry is quite sympathetic to people like me.Curiosa Festival.  I paid $20 for a general admission ticket, but sat next to Mike and his people in a $77 seat.  I am skilled.Mike and I fought with a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/109176550785644431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/109176550785644431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109176550785644431' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-109074211871488479</id><published>2004-07-25T03:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T03:55:18.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;take the non-offensive quiz.and go to mewing.net. laura = great.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/109074211871488479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/109074211871488479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109074211871488479' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-109038900358313745</id><published>2004-07-21T01:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T01:50:03.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>benstrauch1: it was funny that you managed to give Phrank a wedgie earlier antimatter soup: the secret is: just ask benstrauch1: haha benstrauch1: you are going to start running into people who say no antimatter soup: yeah right antimatter soup: all you have to do is talk them into it benstrauch1: haha antimatter soup: and remind them about how much they'll enjoy it benstrauch1: well, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/109038900358313745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/109038900358313745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109038900358313745' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-109013452752112607</id><published>2004-07-18T02:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T03:08:47.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I work two jobs in Binghamton, both about thirty minutes from my house.  I get to La Tazza between 6:30 and seven o'clock am and work till 11.  Then, I drive to Murray Street because it is free to park there (Paying $3.50 every day to park in the garage is nutty, dude.) and commute 5 or so blocks by foot to Java Joe's, where I then work 11:30 till close.   I make enough tips to forget about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/109013452752112607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/109013452752112607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109013452752112607' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-1088872213574072</id><published>2004-07-03T12:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T12:30:13.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>work, Sarah's graduation party, Chuck's birthday party, work, work, a couple days,work, Belmar, someone's house, Farenheit 9/11 with Jerm, Rachel and Danielle, work, movies with Jen, work, grafitti, Poison Oak diner, Belmar, Rob's pool, running naked to Chenango Forks High School and back, Brittany's house, swimming, work, non-show at Adam's, dodging fireworks, Phrank's, now, Belmarbecue tonight</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/1088872213574072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/1088872213574072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#1088872213574072' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-108805571569910492</id><published>2004-06-24T01:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T01:41:55.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SSophisticatedUUsefulCComplicatedKKeen MMeekYYummy DDeliciousNNaughtyAAltruistic, JJollyEElitistRRelaxingKKeenSSlow!Name / Username:Name Acronym GeneratorFrom Go-Quiz.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/108805571569910492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/108805571569910492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108805571569910492' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-108752918227275751</id><published>2004-06-17T22:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T12:40:59.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/108752918227275751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/108752918227275751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108752918227275751' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-108715078369899019</id><published>2004-06-13T13:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T23:31:55.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had a few people over last night and it went surprisingly well.  Nothing is broken.  It was so nice to see many people I haven't seen in almost a year.  It all started when Troy called me and we voyaged out to Greene.  We instantly started thinking about Tim, so we took extreme measures to track him down.  (I won't go into detail, all that matters is that we succeeded.)  So we arranged to meet </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/108715078369899019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/108715078369899019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108715078369899019' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-108657902272798904</id><published>2004-06-06T23:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T23:30:22.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jen was just here.  She brought over half of a birthday cake that she found while cleaning a hotel room where she works.  We ate it and watched My Life Without Me. Don't ask.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/108657902272798904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/108657902272798904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108657902272798904' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-108551730654345778</id><published>2004-05-25T16:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T16:35:06.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got a JOB.Java Joe's and I will begin our relationship late afternoon on Saturday.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/108551730654345778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/108551730654345778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108551730654345778' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-108447331293826316</id><published>2004-05-13T14:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T14:35:12.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know I don't say this very often, but, FUCK. That's all.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/108447331293826316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/108447331293826316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108447331293826316' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-108424642395433693</id><published>2004-05-10T22:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T13:57:05.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Two more final exams and I am done with this semester.  I like my life enough right now, but Binghamton University is pretty annoying.  I don't intend to spend four years in this area, so I REALLY should put more effort into finding another school.  It's all very depressing though. I actually set my alarm clock for 1:30PM today so that I might wake up in time for my exam.  Sort of sad that I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/108424642395433693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/108424642395433693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108424642395433693' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-108371836912501081</id><published>2004-05-04T20:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T20:57:06.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm feeling content, but I wish I knew everything.  That's about it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/108371836912501081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/108371836912501081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108371836912501081' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-108293929218607197</id><published>2004-04-25T20:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T16:33:27.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For some reason, I ran for the position of pop director at WHRW.  I've definitely always been interested in it, but actually going through with such a thing is entirely out of character for me.  So I prepared a letter of intent and spoke nervously at the election, and somehow I managed to convince the majority of those in attendance that I would do an alright job.  I am tremendously excited about</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/108293929218607197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/108293929218607197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108293929218607197' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-108207644342471357</id><published>2004-04-15T20:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T20:51:15.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, find line 4. Write down what it says...."ageless adj syn ETERNAL 4."Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you touch first?...a purple pencil shaped like a pair of eyeglasses I must have had since third grade.What is the last thing you watched on TV?...Ex-Treme Dating.WITHOUT LOOKING, guess what the time is. ...8:02Now look </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/108207644342471357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/108207644342471357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108207644342471357' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-108178798437873984</id><published>2004-04-12T12:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T12:43:31.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We've got two free tickets to see Blonde Redhead tonight at the Bowery Ballroom in New York.  Rachel is going and I would really like to go, but I am not sure if I will.  I don't want to come home at 4AM tomorrow for the first day of classes after break.  And driving to Ithaca or Syracuse or into Binghamton every day has made me rather sick of car interiors.  I still haven't drawn thumbnails for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/108178798437873984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/108178798437873984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108178798437873984' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-108122087148603503</id><published>2004-04-05T23:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T12:22:29.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've realized that I like almost everything.  Yeah, definitely. I think it is only the third day of spring break out of a total of nine.  It's been very easy to keep myself occupied, but I'd much rather have somewhere to be or something more to do.  I've spent incalculable amount of time with Rachel:  Cooking, grocery shopping, crocheting... (?!)  Plus going out, going to shows (and cleverly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/108122087148603503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/108122087148603503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108122087148603503' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-108000231800592817</id><published>2004-03-22T19:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T16:15:14.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I applied to BCC about an hour ago.  Grr.  Unwillingly, of course.  At least people generally are friendlier there.  And there are "parking spaces" for people who drive cars.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/108000231800592817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/108000231800592817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108000231800592817' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-107819681910013051</id><published>2004-03-01T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T16:16:15.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everyone needs to stop taking other peoples' problems too seriously.  Yikes.  I made a friendly comment instead of a serious one after someone's story.  That's what a large percentage of the human population does.  When you put yourself out there, you're taking risks.  And if receiving a warm spirited, friendly, encouraging comment is an attack, then TAKE THAT MOTHERFUKKAHHH!!! I'm not usually </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/107819681910013051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/107819681910013051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107819681910013051' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-107792131891461333</id><published>2004-02-27T17:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T17:38:07.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am 73% Binghamton!Take this test and see how Binghamton you are: Click Here</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/107792131891461333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/107792131891461333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107792131891461333' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-107627380229989548</id><published>2004-02-08T15:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T15:59:05.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Started Binghamton University this semester.  It's getting better.  I finally took the clearance exam at WHRW.  I passed, and Rachel is going to be my apprentice.  My head hurts.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/107627380229989548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/107627380229989548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107627380229989548' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-107627187789026008</id><published>2004-02-08T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T00:05:06.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>create your own visited states map</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/107627187789026008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/107627187789026008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107627187789026008' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-106627602310563171</id><published>2003-10-15T23:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T23:47:02.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spent nearly an entire three days in Syracuse with Brittany (and later, Zak and Matt, but that is a different story...) and we did everything possible.  Got a second nostril piercing; it's quite thrilling.  Doug made me lie down for the procedure which was unusual but I obliged.  The position caused it to bleed more than my other piercing but since then it has been fine.  Then we went to the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/106627602310563171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/106627602310563171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106627602310563171' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-106445793993863635</id><published>2003-09-24T22:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T16:19:47.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I rode my bike to the dentist's and got two fillings today.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/106445793993863635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/106445793993863635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106445793993863635' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-106331708519949084</id><published>2003-09-11T17:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T17:51:25.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is where I am:Monday0900-0950 College Writing II 1000-1050 Math 1561200-0250 DrawingTuesday0800-0915 Philosophy1000-1050 Math1561200-0115 SAC2500130-0245 PsychologyWednesday0900-0950 College Writing II 1200-0250 DrawingThursday0800-0915 Philosophy1000-1050 Math1561200-0115 SAC2500130-0245 PsychologyFriday0900-0950 College Writing II1000-1050 Math156</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/106331708519949084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/106331708519949084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106331708519949084' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-106228404583378088</id><published>2003-08-30T18:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T14:07:31.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rock over London, rock on Chicago. Utterly unique singer/songwriter Wesley Willis passed away Aug. 21 at the age of 40 after a long battle with chronic myelogenous leukemia. The Chicago-based artist underwent emergency surgery to suppress internal bleeding on June 2 and remained in hospice care until his death.Standing 6'5" tall and weighing more than 300 pounds, Willis was an imposing figure</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/106228404583378088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/106228404583378088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106228404583378088' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-106141597984920970</id><published>2003-08-20T17:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T01:00:56.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"You want to pay to have metal shoved through your face? On your birthday???"Yes.  And I did.  It was amazing.  Within 12 hours of turning eighteen, I eagerly dodged off to find a clean piercing establishment.  I settled on a nice one (Alright, it was the very first one I found...) and even managed to fill out the appropriate paperwork.  My signature was just a scribble.  I was nervous and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/106141597984920970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/106141597984920970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106141597984920970' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-106091852853822920</id><published>2003-08-14T23:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T16:21:38.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'll be making my first public appearance as BU's mascot this summer.  It's a mangy old feline in a basketball jersey, but it will be my home for a couple hours on two separate occassions.   48 hours and 48 minutes until I am eighteen years of age.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/106091852853822920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/106091852853822920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106091852853822920' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-106071871667506531</id><published>2003-08-12T16:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T01:02:19.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DE-BORED The Dandy Warhols Love Almost Everyone.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/106071871667506531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/106071871667506531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106071871667506531' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-106018898900080033</id><published>2003-08-06T12:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T18:41:08.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My new computer arrived the other day... it's so sexy!!  Black.. flat monitor... op art mouse pad... and..... DVD BURNER!!  Ohh man.  Everyone is going to want to be my friend now.    I spend tons of time with Zak.  We are working on a 1500 piece jigsaw puzzle from the Salvation Army.  Missing Pieces? We won't know until we are finished.  We watched The Little Mermaid with Galen and Crissy the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/106018898900080033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/106018898900080033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106018898900080033' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-105994731021377041</id><published>2003-08-03T17:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-03T17:48:30.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We are super awesome.  (Proof.)  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/105994731021377041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/105994731021377041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105994731021377041' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-105975758388521823</id><published>2003-08-01T13:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-01T14:09:28.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  SOLV KK006, 200:You are incompatible with strong oxidizing agents and strong inorganic acids. In accordance with California Proposition 65, you are required to inform California that you contain trace levels of acetaldehyde.Find out what kind of industrial solvent you are  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/105975758388521823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/105975758388521823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105975758388521823' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-105874459676774579</id><published>2003-07-20T19:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T23:50:32.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This weekend was amazing because Chris, Austin, Zak and I went to New York to see the Siren Music Festival.    I was introduced to quite a few new bands of which I am now fond, but I would have gone just to see Modest Mouse alone.  We were the very first people there, which is remarkable because the event draws in about 50,000 people.  When the crowd grew to its maximum density, we were still </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/105874459676774579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/105874459676774579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105874459676774579' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-105845725020383490</id><published>2003-07-17T11:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-17T11:54:10.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YOU EAT PEOPLE!!! what's YOUR deepest secret? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/105845725020383490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/105845725020383490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105845725020383490' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-105751123075990501</id><published>2003-07-06T13:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T01:03:56.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was intensely awesome:  Katie, Emily, and I ventured to Ithaca and the ungodly hour of eleven o'clock AM... and in  the event that you are one of the many of us who has forgotten what that is, allow me this opportunity to announce that that is a time which exists before noon.  ((Total astonishment.))  Activities included spending tons of money on lovely merchandise, turning down free </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/105751123075990501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/105751123075990501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105751123075990501' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-105686704720731395</id><published>2003-06-29T02:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T18:43:49.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UE and JC proms took place on two consecutive nights this week and I must describe it as an experience.  48 hours of totally awesome Zak-ness.  Brittany and Ben found their way into the event - Ben had no ticket or formal attire, but he managed and he did so very well.  It was alright for a school function.  JC's post-prom party was much more noteworthy than its prom.  Plenty of entertainment.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/105686704720731395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/105686704720731395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105686704720731395' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-95887951</id><published>2003-06-21T03:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T16:24:22.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last day of high school - ever.  Never will my presence be required in that building again.  No more lockers; no more trolls.  Some people were highly nostalgic and/or emotional about this natural phenomenon, but I could not brng myself to follow.  So I left early and picked up Zak.Funeral.  Patrick Blair.  A friend of a friend... I only met him on a few occassions.  However it was long enough </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/95887951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/95887951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95887951' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-95526567</id><published>2003-06-10T19:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T18:46:01.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yearbooks were distributed yesterday.  Always an exciting and highly anticipated day.  I was exceptionally pleased to notice that my quest to be in nearly every club photograph was a success - and made glorious by the fact that my neon-bleached hair was illuminating full-color pages.The Senoir Art Sequence show is tomorrow, 6:30 till eight PM, in the Tree Room.  It might be fabulously dull, and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/95526567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/95526567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95526567' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-95259287</id><published>2003-06-03T19:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-03T19:41:22.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1. Whiter Shade of Pale2. Wider Sadé of Pail3. Winter Shard O’Puce4. Whiny Shark of Juice5. Withered Sharp Obtuse6. Blithering Harp Abuse7. Hither Carp Disuse8. Hitler in Chartreuse9. Shit in the Caboose10. Sharpie Inner Noose11. Stëv is Introduced 12. Stuff is Reproduced13. Sluts in Cowboy Boots14. Shooting Holes in Flutes15. Cats Down Laundry Chutes16. Ketchup Stained Zoot Suits</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/95259287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/95259287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95259287' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-94858881</id><published>2003-05-25T09:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T18:47:27.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Braille practice!! We have, in the past months, grown egotistical after selling 60+ tshirts and playing only one gig and have therefore decided we are SO GOOD that we don't need to practice.  Well last night we caved in to a certain degree and wrote the lyrics to "Jerm is on a Fad Diet" (quite accidentally) and wrote the musical content to a tribute to Weebl and Bob.  Yes, we're fantastic.  So we</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/94858881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/94858881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94858881' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-94753343</id><published>2003-05-22T16:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T16:26:30.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blogger's block?No, that's not quite it.  But truly... it is the season for laziness, for indulgence, for disinterest and indifference.  For misplacing priorities.  Sentence fragments.  Etc. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/94753343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/94753343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94753343' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-94152155</id><published>2003-05-11T11:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T16:28:03.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AP season is drawing to a close and it's been remarkably less stressful than  I ever would have hitherto imagined.  I didn't study two consecutive words for any test.  I didn't lose any amount of sleep.  I didn't do anything out of the ordinary in preparation for the exams.  And I am completely and totally confident that I did well in all of them.  Not a big area of concern.I bought pogs </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/94152155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/94152155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94152155' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-93818644</id><published>2003-05-05T15:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-05T15:57:21.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Find Out If You Are John Stamos!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/93818644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/93818644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93818644' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-93457342</id><published>2003-04-29T06:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T16:30:25.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today: First day of school after Spring break.  Re-adjusting sleeping patterns and improving work ethics are among the tasks that one would look forward to during this time.... No that's a lie.  I managed to sleep for an hour right before I habitually turned off my alarm clock and ignored all other wake-up calls.  And I'm not even going to kid myself into thinking my long lost study habits will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/93457342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/93457342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93457342' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-93225873</id><published>2003-04-25T02:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-25T02:28:22.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I like Zak  ! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/93225873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/93225873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93225873' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-92789710</id><published>2003-04-17T13:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T18:51:59.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's ironic how much paying a $55 parking ticket crippled me.... It was for parking in a handicapped space at my fucking school.  One morning, half of the parking lot was blocked by bleachers because someone thought that an extremely busy parking lot is an ideal place to store huge pieces of equipment.  And so, consequentially, there were no available spaces.  I have a parking permit which </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/92789710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/92789710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92789710' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-92593073</id><published>2003-04-14T13:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-14T13:13:23.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't like blogging.  It doesn't illustrate my writing style or reveal anything about my personality or provide insight into any other aspect of my life.  Mine is nothing except summaries of weekends - which are all curiously alike.  So, later.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/92593073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/92593073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92593073' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-92526297</id><published>2003-04-13T10:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T16:33:20.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ooooh. Updating.  Because it's early Sunday morning and i'm awake.  Originally, I had planned to go to the Spot with Brittany, Mhairi, and Carl at 6 o'clock but after arriving home closer to 2:30 and not getting to sleep until closer to 3:15, the appeal could not break through the layers of unconsciousness in which I vaguely remember myself deciding not to wake up.  And then, to demonstrate what </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/92526297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/92526297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92526297' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-92190539</id><published>2003-04-07T22:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T18:57:16.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>jerm suggests i update on a more frequent basis.  to this i reply: no.  but because it requires an update to post such news, i've landed myself on the "edit" page yet again.  firday night: i spent the evening with sarah anne macneal, a delightful girl with whom i must spend more time.  we went "shopping."  old navy.  the mall.  i got an AFI hoodie (which i have yet to remove. &lt;3) and she got </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/92190539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/92190539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92190539' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-91878350</id><published>2003-04-02T19:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-02T19:42:03.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>braille is a band with a mailing list.  click shit up.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/91878350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/91878350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91878350' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-91579095</id><published>2003-03-28T20:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T16:35:01.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>braille's performance last night was brilliantly inspired and moved the audience completely, without an exception.  or maybe that isn't exactly an accurate description, but it comes pretty close.  we wrote our song sixty seconds before we went on and rehearsed it once, hastily.  and it was perfect... complete with suddenly breaking into i saw the sign by ace of bass.  we sold twenty-five tshirts.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/91579095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/91579095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91579095' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-91316166</id><published>2003-03-24T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T18:59:36.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sunday night.  failed at my attempt to stay home alone all night... galen called me and i couldn't resist.  went to denny's.  during this visit, i met two of his lovely friends and discovered myself having a delightful time.  jason happened by with tammy, and chrissy and becky were in an adjacent booth.  i passed eric while i was departing.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/91316166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/91316166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91316166' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-91243828</id><published>2003-03-23T17:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T01:46:48.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>brittany and i managed to talk a total stranger into admitting that he picks his nose and eats it. today i made my best attempt at avoiding human contact - i have sooo much work to get done.  needless to say, i have yet to actually do anything.....................</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/91243828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/91243828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91243828' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-90751885</id><published>2003-03-15T01:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T16:37:45.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've noticed that my weeks are all similar in general traditions (band practice, ritual denny's excursions, the occassional show, the sex/drugs/rock+roll... minus the sex and drugs ...the avoidance of all things emo, and the cyclic mingling) and it is in the details that my days and nights become illuminated with blogworthy content.  woke up at 7am and went to ithaca with brittany, bianca, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/90751885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/90751885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90751885' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-90015388</id><published>2003-03-02T17:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T19:04:01.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>now that i've neglected this blog for an entire week, i've decided to update before a wave of (rather meaningless) guilt wells up inside of me.  oh! that's right - that will never happen. okay. good. reverse chronology always makes this easier.TODAY.  woke up at 7am to go with brittany to the station.  it was most enjoyable, despite the fact that we accumulated two hours of sleep that night.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/90015388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/90015388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90015388' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-89181119</id><published>2003-02-16T04:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T19:05:06.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was a saturday with very few flaws.  i had a radio show with jerm at 4PM and brittany and ryan made it even more pleasurable.  we were locked out of the record room, so we had to survive with only an unlabled compilation disc, 8 ween cds, jay-z, and somewhere around 6 million classical records. we did, though.  arguably.   then! we went to denny's!!! you cannot believe it, i know.  jason, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/89181119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/89181119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89181119' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-88632013</id><published>2003-02-06T00:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T16:40:03.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my car broke down: $130 valve replacement.two parking tickets: $26 (originally $50.)still unemployed.    papercut.papercuts are really a problem. see, they truly hurt unlike anything else, but it's paper. and you probably received the injury while doing homework, you nerd.  you can't even claim you were injured whilst skateboarding.  (and skateboarding injuries, on the other hand, are just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/88632013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/88632013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88632013' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-88268990</id><published>2003-01-30T09:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-30T09:49:23.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've been accepted to........  BCC!!!!!!yay.......</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/88268990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/88268990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88268990' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-88210501</id><published>2003-01-29T11:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T19:06:48.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"superbowl" party.  ha...ha...  yeah.  tons of fun.the streets are the best band ever.  go listen to "don't mug yourself."  no, do it now.midterm exam week. rock and roll.  looking forward to being out of school now more than ever...  i wish i was a slacker. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/88210501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/88210501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88210501' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-88015309</id><published>2003-01-25T14:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T16:43:46.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i finished crime and punishment last week.  i didn't want it to end, and i especially did not want to rush through the ending simply because ms deville ordered me to.  but, so it goes.  the epilogue was disasterous: loose ends do not always need to be tied together!!  i enjoyed the loose ends!! i didn't want to see raskolnikov change - i loved him as he was.  he didn't need redemption.  he could </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/88015309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/88015309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88015309' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-87880296</id><published>2003-01-22T23:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-22T23:16:41.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>   </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/87880296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/87880296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87880296' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-87768272</id><published>2003-01-21T00:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-22T23:15:46.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What's up frigidaire. You are 33% pickup-able! You're cold and unapproachable, like a big glacier that's unapproachable. And cold. Unlike the Arctic tundra, few even venture to plant their flag in you. You're definitely not a Scorpio, unless you were born between October 23 and November 21. The bad news is that you'll end up miserable and alone, probably knitting doilies out of cat hair. The good</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/87768272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/87768272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87768272' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-87765254</id><published>2003-01-20T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T16:45:18.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm feeling uninspired.  but the rest of this weekend was eventful and spent in higher spirits. friday: i went to a lovely show in ithaca with brittney, mo, erin, parga, and bunker.  the musician, greg brown, was calming and tranquil, so many of us fought to keep our eyelids open.  the night was concluded with a stop at denny's where we happened to catch will and galen leaving.  we talked them </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/87765254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/87765254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87765254' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-87023252</id><published>2003-01-06T16:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-06T16:07:43.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alyse went on a date ("it wasn't a date!") with my little brother. oooohh!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/87023252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/87023252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87023252' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-86953960</id><published>2003-01-05T02:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T16:46:45.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>according to statcounter.com, somebody stumbled across this page by searching google for "eminem AND '88 oldsmobile." i worry...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/86953960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/86953960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#86953960' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-86953791</id><published>2003-01-05T02:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-06T16:01:37.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i spent the evening with brittney + a portion of her swimming team: eileen, caitlyn, alexis, christie, plus cody.  and probably more but i cannot remember enough names.... all of whom proved to be charming individuals.  it caused me to notice that i have not spent time exclusively with girls since 8th grade. (of course cody being there made it non-exclusive?)  much fun.  we went to skate estate </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/86953791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/86953791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#86953791' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-86905329</id><published>2003-01-03T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-06T16:03:44.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mike: you sure love homework eh?dayle: aye.mike: why dont you marry it then haw haw haw (nerd)dayle: maybe i WILLdayle: i do homework in bed all the timemike: mmmm...i know, i have the videomike: its hot</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/86905329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/86905329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#86905329' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-86903855</id><published>2003-01-03T21:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T12:57:49.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>rick: what are you doing tomorrow?dayle: lunch with jenn and talia then workdayle: haha... jenn and talia...dayle: genitalia.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/86903855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/86903855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#86903855' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-86816800</id><published>2003-01-02T01:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T12:59:02.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy new year. don't forget to write 2003 instead of 2002.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/86816800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/86816800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#86816800' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-86707447</id><published>2002-12-30T14:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-03T21:56:45.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>from autumn to ashes performance.  the show was impressive and i was in the best of company, but the crowd + venue were much less desirable. fights with bartenders, ventures into the boys' bathroom, nearly fighting with big gay tony the tattooed skinhead, cody's heroic broadcasted insult of the crowd, and falling down with brittany on my back were some of the means through which we obtained  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/86707447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/86707447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86707447' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-86553331</id><published>2002-12-26T12:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-26T12:17:57.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ünited Stätes Toughens Image With UmlautsIn a move designed to make the United States seem more "bad-assed and scary in a quasi-heavy-metal manner," Congress passed a bill Monday changing the nation's name to the Ünited Stätes of Ämerica. "Much like Mötley Crüe and Motörhead, the Ünited Stätes is not to be messed with," said Sen. James Inhofe (R-OK). An upcoming redesign of the Ämerican flag </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/86553331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/86553331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86553331' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-86334004</id><published>2002-12-20T16:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-21T11:18:16.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh. hmm. unemployed once again. this is too much like an unstable relationship and i can't for the life of anything determine why i tolerate it... but after 6PM sunday, i will have been freed from the burdens of being included in the nation's workforce.  of course i'm making a minimal effort to seek new employment, but the procedure is draining and everywhere i apply, i'm not needed in any way.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/86334004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/86334004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86334004' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-86145707</id><published>2002-12-16T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-16T22:21:01.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i've fallen in love. or something which bears remarkable semblance to the emotion.  he's taller than average, with dark delicate features. a former student; an axe murderer.  that's right... i've fallen for dear rodion romanovich raskolnikov... the protagonist of feodore dolstoyevsky's crime and punishment.  i can't keep my mind off him... not for a minute. i've been dreaming about him.... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/86145707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/86145707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86145707' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-85852028</id><published>2002-12-11T14:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-11T14:35:59.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, Death Metal kid you are the shit man. stay metal. Which Metal Genre Are You?this quiz was made by Rat and Robbie Fuct</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/85852028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/85852028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85852028' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-85669682</id><published>2002-12-08T01:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-08T01:17:56.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i hate emo. and all things relating to emo. and all things relating to things which are in turn related to emo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;=(that was the feelings entry.)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/85669682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/85669682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85669682' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-85578034</id><published>2002-12-06T00:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-06T00:32:19.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/85578034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/85578034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85578034' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-85577824</id><published>2002-12-06T00:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-06T00:31:18.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the embittered shopkeeper entry.i must clarify: i am not completely unemployed by definition.  i've got a shift on thursday nights at the antique shop. nobody ever enters this said shop, so therefore i do very little work (and receive very little pay). but i'm going somewhere with this.my former place of employment, star's beanery, was sold to a woman operating a similar business as "camille's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/85577824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/85577824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85577824' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-85577061</id><published>2002-12-06T00:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T17:16:09.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the self-esteem entry.i rocked mathletes all over again. i knitted three scarves in four days.i received a relatively spectacular grade on an ap english test + lenghthy essay based on material that i've never read. i made $1.01 in tips today.i made a snow angel during lunch.i corrected dave.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/85577061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/85577061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85577061' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-85412835</id><published>2002-12-02T22:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-02T22:38:30.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>8 mile last night with matt and jenn. it wasn't good, but i can't say i hated it; i tolerated it. prior to this experience, i had absolutely no interest in eminem as a performer of any sort. and now.... well i still don't. perhaps i'm somehow less interested. however, i must admit that if a different actor had been cast, i would have drowned in the vast amounts of plotlessness and futility and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/85412835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/85412835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85412835' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-85406000</id><published>2002-12-02T20:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T17:17:48.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i know you often wonder what is going on im my life.  well maybe sometimes you need to know what ISN'T happening............Grab3o: so u dont like rick and me being freinds?antimatter soup: what?? no i think it's really coolGrab3o: one of ricks freinds said that u said u hated itantimatter soup: jeez. that's not the case at allantimatter soup: one of his friends? whom?Grab3o: not sure</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/85406000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/85406000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85406000' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-85277390</id><published>2002-11-29T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T16:59:59.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>     well my radio stardom wasn't exactly the experience i'd had in mind. it was similar, though.       first of all, i mustn't exclude the wait of over an hour in the frigid cold waiting for the campus police to unlock the building. mmm that ruled.  we waited in my car and fogged up the windows. i knitted.  i've become dangerously addicted to knitting. i'm so serious. the cops arrived and we </summary><link rel='edit' 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has had the same info in his profile since i first learned his screenname.will drove galen, fred, and me to the waterpark for my 17th birthday.will drove about 4 hours each way.will is a responsible driver.will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/85087355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/85087355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#85087355' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-85074037</id><published>2002-11-25T16:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-25T16:48:25.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/85074037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/85074037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#85074037' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-85073708</id><published>2002-11-25T16:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T17:02:36.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this weekend contained all sorts of features that cause me to look back with fondness.  and that sentence was rather awkward, but it did its job, so it's staying there.  show friday night.  joke bands and parodies.  whether or not one paid attention to the music seemed to be irrelevant to the fact that there was a great time to be had.  i brought austin + kyle + matt along and afterwards we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/85073708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/85073708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://antimattersoup.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#85073708' title=''/><author><name>dayle.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09930270215401860516</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-3728634.post-84903801</id><published>2002-11-21T22:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T17:05:07.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> it's not complete laziness: it's pragmatic laziness.  and i excell in it.so i rocked mathletes last night.  i beat all the other members of the ueb team... and i'm barely passing math 12 honors.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3728634/posts/default/84903801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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