<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991988650693049158</id><updated>2009-10-14T16:22:46.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hendawg's Blawg</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hendo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216006695778346839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991988650693049158.post-7732780247493126594</id><published>2009-01-26T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T23:47:05.361-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuck my dad part 2'/><title type='text'>my dad is a fucken homosexual homosapien</title><content type='html'>me (11:23:20 PM): I’m loading all my guns&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:23:31 PM): what do you mean.&lt;br /&gt;me (11:23:45 PM): just incase niggas be steppin&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:23:49 PM): lul&lt;br /&gt;me (11:23:52 PM): 1 round in my sks&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:23:54 PM): sur&lt;br /&gt;me (11:23:55 PM): 1 in my ar&lt;br /&gt;me (11:23:59 PM): 2 in my shotty&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:24:08 PM): hey, you know its pretty quiet outside.&lt;br /&gt;me (11:24:16 PM): yeah i know fuck dad&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:24:23 PM): ?&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:24:26 PM): si&lt;br /&gt;me (11:27:49 PM): dad needs to learn that money isnt everything&lt;br /&gt;me (11:28:01 PM): i get so heated thinking about his fucken face&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:28:17 PM): yeah. i had this thought this morning where he thinks money can buy him love and respect&lt;br /&gt;me (11:28:18 PM): sometimes he's so chill but fuck dude he's such a faggot&lt;br /&gt;me (11:28:41 PM): i just want him out of my life&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:28:42 PM): like by rubbing in our face the money he spends to pay for the house is going to make us thankful&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:28:45 PM): ye&lt;br /&gt;me (11:29:14 PM): it makes my heart heavy every time mom defends him&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:29:20 PM): yuh&lt;br /&gt;me (11:29:21 PM): why is she defending a monster&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:29:23 PM): yuh&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:29:27 PM): h8 it&lt;br /&gt;me (11:29:37 PM): maybe because she knew what he was like before he was a monster&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:29:46 PM): yuh &lt;br /&gt;sis (11:29:49 PM): so sed&lt;br /&gt;me (11:30:11 PM): god what the hell is wrong with him i just need to fuck him up&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:30:18 PM): yuh&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:30:22 PM): me 2&lt;br /&gt;me (11:30:30 PM): when i was downstairs he didnt have the courage to look me in the eye&lt;br /&gt;me (11:30:35 PM): WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT SHIT&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:30:46 PM): ha and he talked all fuckin ggay&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:30:47 PM): bitch&lt;br /&gt;me (11:30:54 PM): yeah i was staring at him and he just looks down at his paper&lt;br /&gt;me (11:31:04 PM): AND HE WENT THROUGH MY SHIT&lt;br /&gt;me (11:31:14 PM): who the hell gave him permission&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:31:18 PM): just to see how much you make so he can have his fair share&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:31:19 PM): i d'no man&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:31:33 PM): you can't fuck him up as bad as he fucks you up&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:31:39 PM): cuz he doesn't give a fuck&lt;br /&gt;me (11:31:47 PM): i'm a fuckin adult now i dont need him...he doesnt even help MUCH&lt;br /&gt;me (11:31:54 PM): i have health care&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:31:55 PM): if at all&lt;br /&gt;me (11:31:59 PM): i dont need a car&lt;br /&gt;me (11:32:05 PM): fuck grandma, she can die&lt;br /&gt;me (11:32:36 PM): i'm just sick of the evils that money possesses&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:33:02 PM): all his money, hen, is caught up in stocks&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:33:05 PM): and he won't pull out&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:33:10 PM): economy's going down&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:33:16 PM): he has too many shares to give it all up&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:33:25 PM): he's optimistic&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:33:30 PM): in the worst ways possible&lt;br /&gt;me (11:34:05 PM): fucking asshole needs to see the light or he needs to go&lt;br /&gt;me (11:34:32 PM): leave with his mom so he can sweet talk her and she wont give a shit&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:34:54 PM): i hate his sweet talks&lt;br /&gt;me (11:35:03 PM): yeah i have guns so what? yeah i spend money so what?&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:35:09 PM): makes me want to run right by him and slap him across the face as i make my way upstairs&lt;br /&gt;me (11:35:13 PM): you think charging me $400 is going to help me learN?&lt;br /&gt;me (11:35:23 PM): it wont do shit&lt;br /&gt;me (11:35:31 PM): it wont teach me responsibility or anything&lt;br /&gt;me (11:35:39 PM): i dont know WHERE you go that idea from&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:35:52 PM): genius&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:35:58 PM): oh from allt he money you just made&lt;br /&gt;me (11:36:04 PM): im going to start taking the bus&lt;br /&gt;me (11:36:15 PM): let my car collect dust int the streets&lt;br /&gt;me (11:36:20 PM): i have a free pass anyways&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:36:30 PM): ...&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:36:35 PM): ingenius&lt;br /&gt;me (11:36:56 PM): i just want everything of his to rot&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:37:12 PM): he still won't get it&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:37:13 PM): trust me&lt;br /&gt;me (11:37:14 PM): i dont need his shit support if all he's going to do is bitch&lt;br /&gt;me (11:37:21 PM): THATS WHAT PISSES ME OFF&lt;br /&gt;me (11:37:26 PM): HE STILL WONT GET IT&lt;br /&gt;me (11:37:38 PM): "yeah hen good idea...save money" &lt;br /&gt;me (11:37:41 PM): FUCK YOU DAD&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:38:05 PM): "I want you to work so you can stand on your own feet, i will support you with anything you want"&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:38:09 PM): i'm really fucking sick of that&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:38:15 PM): i never have a fucking comeback&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:38:27 PM): because he thinks he's the shit for providing shelter&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:38:32 PM): he must not know he's suppose to&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:38:43 PM): i feel like grabbing some verses from the bible and throwing it at his face&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:38:48 PM): oh wait, he's no christian&lt;br /&gt;me (11:38:48 PM): yeah and when you talk back he's all dumbfounded&lt;br /&gt;me (11:38:52 PM): he still wont get it&lt;br /&gt;me (11:38:55 PM): he doesnt get shit&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:38:57 PM): he just likes to pretend &lt;br /&gt;me (11:39:00 PM): stupid fucker&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:39:01 PM): dad's really fake&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:39:07 PM): really really really fake&lt;br /&gt;me (11:39:12 PM): ugh i gotta go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;me (11:39:15 PM): clear my head&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:39:20 PM): i don't fucking know how he gets along with that fuking boss of his&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:39:25 PM): fck u&lt;br /&gt;me (11:39:31 PM): i need to graduate and get the fuck outta here&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:39:38 PM): si&lt;br /&gt;me (11:39:50 PM): when he goes in 2 years i wont say bye or anything&lt;br /&gt;me (11:40:00 PM): i'll probably be out of the house&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:40:03 PM): i won't even bring him to the airport&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:40:09 PM): even IF he leaves with mom.&lt;br /&gt;me (11:40:32 PM): it would break my soul if mom left with him&lt;br /&gt;me (11:40:36 PM): but its her choice&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:40:38 PM): mine too&lt;br /&gt;me (11:40:41 PM): and she chose him over us&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:40:47 PM): shit&lt;br /&gt;me (11:40:58 PM): which would make me really angry&lt;br /&gt;me (11:41:24 PM): hopefully the old dad  that she knew will come back when she's in cambodia&lt;br /&gt;sis (11:41:36 PM): i don't think so&lt;br /&gt;me (11:41:44 PM): i'll still accept her with my arms open&lt;br /&gt;me (11:41:48 PM): if she decides to come back&lt;br /&gt;me (11:42:00 PM): ok im going to sleep&lt;br /&gt;me (11:42:04 PM): fuck life&lt;br /&gt;me (11:42:15 PM): just take me now satan&lt;br /&gt;me (11:42:22 PM): later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6991988650693049158-7732780247493126594?l=hend0.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/feeds/7732780247493126594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6991988650693049158&amp;postID=7732780247493126594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/7732780247493126594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/7732780247493126594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-dad-is-fucken-homosexual-homosapien.html' title='my dad is a fucken homosexual homosapien'/><author><name>hendo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216006695778346839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04043764051197884387'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991988650693049158.post-2757880121716383505</id><published>2009-01-19T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T23:45:36.599-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I got my new toy'/><title type='text'>I got my new toy.</title><content type='html'>expensive ass sks. haven't shot it yet but it looks like the USSR issued SKS re-incarnated and raped by modern times. It's a Russian made SKS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b244/hen_do/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_4424.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b244/hen_do/IMG_4424.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new modernized rifle calls for a modernized anthem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b6Xdzds4bDg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b6Xdzds4bDg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6991988650693049158-2757880121716383505?l=hend0.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/feeds/2757880121716383505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6991988650693049158&amp;postID=2757880121716383505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/2757880121716383505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/2757880121716383505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-got-my-new-toy.html' title='I got my new toy.'/><author><name>hendo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216006695778346839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04043764051197884387'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991988650693049158.post-5857088800785314036</id><published>2009-01-16T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:20:04.940-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='why is my poop green?'/><title type='text'>WHY IS MY</title><content type='html'>poop green? yeah today I took a dump and it smelled pretty egg-rolly. when I looked down after wiping clean, it was green. scary carey shit. I told my sister afterwards and just now, she told me to type in WHY IS MY... in google and look at their suggestions. the result...drumroll please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dudROix8v00/SXFnf3iywgI/AAAAAAAAABA/iFIVRkzvHUk/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dudROix8v00/SXFnf3iywgI/AAAAAAAAABA/iFIVRkzvHUk/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292124834320531970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silly americans typing up silly things. I want a new gun so I was looking on calguns and NO FUCKING WAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dudROix8v00/SXFojD3-roI/AAAAAAAAABI/7JbmZSskR48/s1600-h/STT-SK-66167B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 93px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dudROix8v00/SXFojD3-roI/AAAAAAAAABI/7JbmZSskR48/s320/STT-SK-66167B.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292125988681854594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some dude was selling an sks that looked EXACTLY like this one for $400 and he also included a fake aimpoint red dot. I was telling him I was interested so hopefully he calls me. no homo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mervyns went out of business so I'm out of a job. I've met many many many good people there. on the flip side I've also met many many asshole customers. I miss going to work on the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dudROix8v00/SXFp3Gvd-iI/AAAAAAAAABQ/HuLFJ2eiNsk/s1600-h/mervyns_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dudROix8v00/SXFp3Gvd-iI/AAAAAAAAABQ/HuLFJ2eiNsk/s320/mervyns_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292127432560474658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah and one last thing, Chesley B. "Sully" Sullenberger III is a nigga that deserves props. he landed a plane in water. I hope Bush gives him a handshake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6991988650693049158-5857088800785314036?l=hend0.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/feeds/5857088800785314036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6991988650693049158&amp;postID=5857088800785314036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/5857088800785314036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/5857088800785314036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-is-my.html' title='WHY IS MY'/><author><name>hendo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216006695778346839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04043764051197884387'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dudROix8v00/SXFnf3iywgI/AAAAAAAAABA/iFIVRkzvHUk/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991988650693049158.post-442501190599067602</id><published>2009-01-13T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T23:30:46.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>winter break is ending with a bang(s)</title><content type='html'>well i failed calculus 2 like a faggot and i have to take it again. there goes one more year at san ho fucking gay university. this winter break was probably the coolest winter break i've had so far in my life. I went to canada for a week and my family there is the shit dawgg. they care about us and my cousins are cool. i still smoke but whenever i do i get a headache. i went to the range last friday, i went to another range today and i'm going again tomorrow. this has been a great winter break. i'll blog back when the semester starts. fuck education.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6991988650693049158-442501190599067602?l=hend0.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/feeds/442501190599067602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6991988650693049158&amp;postID=442501190599067602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/442501190599067602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/442501190599067602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/2009/01/winter-break-is-ending-with-bangs.html' title='winter break is ending with a bang(s)'/><author><name>hendo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216006695778346839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04043764051197884387'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991988650693049158.post-6769522550580321786</id><published>2008-09-06T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T01:50:36.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school starts'/><title type='text'>its been a while and skool has started.</title><content type='html'>procrastination and tough classes are gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mechanical engineering 20&lt;br /&gt;calculus 2&lt;br /&gt;physics 50&lt;br /&gt;and health science&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW WHAT THE FUCK. I need to work hard this semester if I want to graduate in 4 years. On another note I went to Metcalf on wednesday with my cambodian nigga kev dog. it was chill but we only got to shoot for an hour, then they closed the range. I bought 10 boxes of wolf ammo but used like...4 wolf ammo is the shittiest ammo you can get but for the price, wolf ammo is exclusively what I get. at $6.66 a box it's almost satanic-ly low. Went to class today. ME20 covered how to sketch a 3d modelinto six 2d models. pretty neat shit. physics was a fuckin drag. my fatass professor keeps mumbling and its really extremely difficult to follow him while he's teaching. after that, I learned that that class has a low passing rate. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all else fails I want to become a fuckin peace officer (I wanna bea po-po, you slut). Carry M4gery's all day. But before that if I fail shit during this semester I am going to retake it at a community college. WOO WOO. oh yeah I've been wanting a new airsoft gun lately. I'm thinking about a WE tech wilson combat fully licensed limited edition 1911. they're nice as hell for the price ($150).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've smoked exactly 1 cigarette today and 1 yesterday. that's 2 in a 24 hour period. I remember when I smoked 6 in a 24 hour period. Yeah I'm trying to quit and personally, I think I'm on the right track. School has been so hectic that I havent been able to work out in ages. Today I swam for about half an hour and did light chest and shoulder workouts. I REALLY dont wanna get outta shape. maybe if I smoke my hunger will disappear. nah...fuck that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6991988650693049158-6769522550580321786?l=hend0.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/feeds/6769522550580321786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6991988650693049158&amp;postID=6769522550580321786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/6769522550580321786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/6769522550580321786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-been-while-and-skool-has-started.html' title='its been a while and skool has started.'/><author><name>hendo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216006695778346839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04043764051197884387'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991988650693049158.post-5884006289269199938</id><published>2008-07-11T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T01:58:33.162-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brady bill'/><title type='text'>brady bill</title><content type='html'>Brady Campaign to Stop Car Violence: Election Is Mandate for Race Car Ban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Republican-led Brady Campaign to Stop Car Violence announced today that the results of last week's election, which gave control of the Senate and House to Democrats, show that the public is demanding a ban on race cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Race cars have no legitimate transportation purpose," said Republican Paul Helmke, head of the Brady Campaign. "You don't need a Ford Focus to tow a boat. It would pull the boat to smithereens." He added, "We're not trying to take anybody's cars, we just want to get deadly race cars like the Ford Focus and Honda Civic off the streets."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an appearance with Senator Dianne Feinstein (DLC-CA), activists explained why banning race cars is so important. "Unlike conventional cars, race cars don't have to be steered, but merely pointed in the general direction of where you want to go," explained Tom Diaz of the Vehicle Policy Center (VPC). "And the rear wings on these cars enable them to slide sideways around corners."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm tired of 13-year-olds running down 8-year-olds with NASCAR stockers," said a spokesperson for the Democratic Leadership Council, which has made the race-car ban its top legislative priority since the early 1990's. "We need to get these deadly race cars off the streets. They are the transportation of choice for bank robbers and drunk drivers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Race cars like the Honda Civic are truly vehicles of mass destruction whose only purpose is to outrun as many police cars as possible without having to refuel," added John Rosenthal, head of the Massachusetts-based Stop Car Violence. "Many of these cars are designed to go 350 mph."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helmke also noted that if someone snapped and went on a road rage incident, driving a Civic would make them much more dangerous than if they were driving a more conventional vehicle like a Chevrolet Suburban. "This is just common sense car control. Our bill doesn't affect responsible car owners. We're not trying to take away anybody's Hummer H2; our bill specifically targets race cars like the Mazda 3."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incoming senate Democrat Jim Webb, an opponent of the ban who recently defeated Allen Macacawitz in the Virginia senate race, objected to the proposed ban. "Banning sport compact cars is stupid, doesn't help address drunk driving, and is guaranteed to piss off car owners. Congress has bigger fish to fry, like figuring out what to do with Iraq, helping people who don't have health insurance, and stopping the flood of jobs going overseas."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feinstein dismissed Webb's concerns as right-wing gibberish. "Everybody knows that the #1 threat to this country is people driving race cars on the highway," she said. "Al Qaida wants to buy Honda Civics with wings so they can destroy our freedom. They hate us for our freedom. Oh, wait, that was George's line."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President George W. Bush, a supporter of the Race Car Ban, said he'd sign the ban if it gets to his desk. "I don't think its a good thing in our society for people to have these cars," said the President, reading from a Teleprompter. "It's just Unammerican. They should drive pickup trucks instead. Only terrorists and illegals would want to drive Civics." He added that no civilian car needs a rear wing. "You know, wings are for flying, and, uh, cars aren't supposed to fly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Race Car Ban of 2006 bans all compact cars with two or more of the following racing features:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four valves per cylinder&lt;br /&gt;Aerodynamic spoiler or wing that protrudes conspicuously above the trunk lid or rear deck&lt;br /&gt;Air dam&lt;br /&gt;Hood scoop&lt;br /&gt;Chrome exhaust tip&lt;br /&gt;Levitation lights&lt;br /&gt;Afterburner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Race Car Ban would also ban the following race cars by name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honda Civic (all models)&lt;br /&gt;Subaru Impreza WRX&lt;br /&gt;Mitsubushi Lancer (all models)&lt;br /&gt;Honda S2000&lt;br /&gt;Volvo S40&lt;br /&gt;Mazda 3 and Protoge&lt;br /&gt;Toyota Corolla&lt;br /&gt;Scion (all models)&lt;br /&gt;Saturn Ion&lt;br /&gt;Bentley Speed 8&lt;br /&gt;NHRA Top Fuel dragster&lt;br /&gt;Caterpillar D9&lt;br /&gt;Boeing 737&lt;br /&gt;Airbus A380&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to reassure car owners, the bill's sponsors included a long list of non-race cars that are not affected by the legislation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BMW 3-series&lt;br /&gt;Cadillac CTS-V&lt;br /&gt;Cadillac Escalade&lt;br /&gt;Chevrolet Suburban and Tahoe&lt;br /&gt;Ford Edsel&lt;br /&gt;Ford Model T&lt;br /&gt;Ford Mustang (without wing and spoiler)&lt;br /&gt;Ford F-150&lt;br /&gt;Hummer (all models)&lt;br /&gt;Jeep Cherokee&lt;br /&gt;John Deere Tractor&lt;br /&gt;Kenworth T2000&lt;br /&gt;Sopwith Camel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bill also makes it a felony to own a car manufactured after Sept. 14th, 1994, that has a fuel capacity of more than ten U.S. gallons of fuel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6991988650693049158-5884006289269199938?l=hend0.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991988650693049158.post-4303189385501087173</id><published>2008-07-04T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T23:19:57.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>july 4th mutha fuckaz</title><content type='html'>got to naner's house at around 9:00. played call of duty till 11:30, got to beach at 12. left the beach at 2 with ivan and naner to monners house. got to monners house at 3 because fuckin traffic. smoked some sweet dreams cherry cigarettes and took a few hits from a bong. started feelin it at 3:30 left at 3:45 and picked om up from work (she got out at 4). didnt get to her until 4:45 ish. got to the beach at 5:09 ish and played vortex with nans. i fuckin jumped in the water but it was too much coldnesssssnesss. got to maleps house chilled, the effect wore off. got home opened up a corona and ate some grub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the BEST 4th of july so far.&lt;div 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fuckaz'/><author><name>hendo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216006695778346839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04043764051197884387'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991988650693049158.post-5158396864413172478</id><published>2008-07-03T00:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T00:24:59.725-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dj hives'/><title type='text'>djhives</title><content type='html'>he speaks only the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=djhives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://djhives.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6991988650693049158-5158396864413172478?l=hend0.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/feeds/5158396864413172478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6991988650693049158&amp;postID=5158396864413172478' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/5158396864413172478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/5158396864413172478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/2008/07/djhives.html' title='djhives'/><author><name>hendo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216006695778346839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty 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I'm takin POLISCI oooooh yeah what a bullshit GE class. The professor sounded like he was on crack or morphine or something...his teaching method sucks too. A former football player I played with in highschool is in my class too. After school I wanted a condor 3-day assault pack from the surplus store but they only had tan. Ewwww...I ordered a ACU digital pattern one online from a place called desertdeuce. Giggles. that's an awfully odd name to call your company. Desert Drop a Deuce on Dingleberries and Dragons. I activated my credit card today (lol, I had it for 4 months and I finally activated it). I bought a shitload of stuff with it ($700 worth of shit). If I pay it off, I am the man. I also bought a CMMG lower receiver from the gun store. Hell yeah. No more airsoft for me...I'm done playing around :P can't wait till 4th of july...theres a 50% chance of me getting to shoot some flares.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6991988650693049158-5757553269251737368?l=hend0.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/feeds/5757553269251737368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6991988650693049158&amp;postID=5757553269251737368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/5757553269251737368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/5757553269251737368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/2008/07/whats-new-home-dizzly-dawg.html' title='whats new home dizzly dawg'/><author><name>hendo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216006695778346839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04043764051197884387'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991988650693049158.post-5879477280353730398</id><published>2008-06-13T00:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T00:49:43.166-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drugs'/><title type='text'>drugs are cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thelegendautogroup.com/drugs/drugs.php" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://hellarity.us/drugs/badges/Cocaine.png" border="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 9px; margin-top:-2px;"&gt;Brought To You By &lt;a href="http://theirtoys.com"&gt;Adult Toy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6991988650693049158-5879477280353730398?l=hend0.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/feeds/5879477280353730398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6991988650693049158&amp;postID=5879477280353730398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/5879477280353730398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/5879477280353730398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/2008/06/drugs-are-cool.html' title='drugs are cool'/><author><name>hendo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216006695778346839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04043764051197884387'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991988650693049158.post-291957884705045387</id><published>2008-05-28T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T01:07:05.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>made my sister a gun now</title><content type='html'>man i'm a redneck. i listen to country and own 5 guns. hick shit. my life as of now is so chill. so school and i MADE OUT FOR THE FIRST TIME IN 4 YEARS! wtf is that shit? GTFOUTTA HERE! and the girl i made out with is fuckin hot and the same girl i was talking about in my previous blog. hot cakes man, i gotta calm down. I'm going to the range tomorrow with my sister so that's cool. she's bringing her friend(s) with her. She wants to take me along to teach them a thing or two on gun safety. nooooooo problem. well there are a bunch of things i wanna type but i'll cut it on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, i know the tobacco company owns all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6991988650693049158-291957884705045387?l=hend0.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/feeds/291957884705045387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6991988650693049158&amp;postID=291957884705045387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/291957884705045387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/291957884705045387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/2008/05/made-my-sister-gun-now.html' title='made my sister a gun now'/><author><name>hendo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216006695778346839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04043764051197884387'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991988650693049158.post-3842709801579314822</id><published>2008-05-19T23:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T23:50:56.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hormones of a dude</title><content type='html'>so I've been talking to this girl from work for a while and she strikes my fancy in a strange way. She's like a death metal chick who is really really nice. its strange because I was interested in other chicks at work until she asked me to go to her barbeque. what's so wierd about that you ask? I thought other guys and hoes from work would be there but when I got there........yeah...........I was the only one form work there. well I'm not quite death metal, as a matter of fact, I'm a wannabe jock or some shit. and on top of that, I haven't been in a relationship for five fuckin years. anyways I go with her to the mall and take her to a park then eat then drop her off at home. she texts me after I leave asking me "would u concider that to be a date? ;)" im thinking "fuck yes" so i text her "Fuck Yes." btw for you assheads I knew I misspelled consider. wow I don't know how to feel. seriously, I am kinda overwhelmed. I mean, I like her but do I &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; her? my sister says whatever happens happens. just let it flow. well then, lets let it flow and see how far I get........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6991988650693049158-3842709801579314822?l=hend0.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/feeds/3842709801579314822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6991988650693049158&amp;postID=3842709801579314822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/3842709801579314822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/3842709801579314822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/2008/05/hormones-of-dude.html' title='hormones of a dude'/><author><name>hendo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216006695778346839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04043764051197884387'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991988650693049158.post-3729543094976048515</id><published>2008-05-11T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T23:09:11.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>damn im addicted to the nicotine</title><content type='html'>last week of school and im so stressed. I picked up smoking as a past time to help ease my stress. Some people don't understand how it relieves stress........trust me, try it and it does. It might not work the first time but it starts to work eventually. Life at this point seems rushed. I'm rushing to get everything done before the semester is over and at some times, it seems like it's too much. My father isn't really contributing to the stress either. For some reason he just can't smile and has trouble finding a sense of humor. He needs to get over his aspergers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUT IT ON FRANKS  PLACE ON THE XM BEFO I SLIT YO THROAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HODE UUUUUUUUUUP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6991988650693049158-3729543094976048515?l=hend0.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/feeds/3729543094976048515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6991988650693049158&amp;postID=3729543094976048515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/3729543094976048515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/3729543094976048515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/2008/05/damn-im-addicted-to-nicotine.html' title='damn im addicted to the nicotine'/><author><name>hendo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216006695778346839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04043764051197884387'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991988650693049158.post-9105025647753579064</id><published>2008-05-05T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T22:29:11.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wow my dad is fucked up'/><title type='text'>I found a friend today, but had to let him go.</title><content type='html'>today when coming home from the library a little puppy followed me home. It didn't bark, it didn't try to bite me, it just followed me home. he smelled like soap so I know he wasn't a stray. such a well behaved puppy too, it let me carry it around and pet it. it even fell asleep on my futon. I was thinking about keeping him for the week, at least until his owner posted LOST posters around the neighborhood, but my dad got angry at me and forced my to let it loose. my window is open now. throughout the whole time he was with me he didn't bark or cry or anything. when I closed my door I heard him cry. a few moments ago I heard him bark. I knew it was him. small, lonely anxious, scared, cold. hopefully someone will find this little guy and give him a temporary home that I couldn't give him. I feel so shitty now. the semester is coming to an end, I have reports to do, but at this moment, I can't even concentrate typing up this damn blog. I'm going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I have kids, I won't be as fucked up as my dad was. I swear on that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6991988650693049158-9105025647753579064?l=hend0.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/feeds/9105025647753579064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6991988650693049158&amp;postID=9105025647753579064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/9105025647753579064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/9105025647753579064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-found-friend-today-but-had-to-let-him.html' title='I found a friend today, but had to let him go.'/><author><name>hendo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216006695778346839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04043764051197884387'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991988650693049158.post-6369144920425274132</id><published>2008-05-01T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T23:46:39.232-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teeth whitening killed my gums'/><title type='text'>ass face teeth whitening</title><content type='html'>fudge my gums are white as my teeth. I tried a Listerine white strip and ten seconds after I put it onto my teeth, my gums were on fire. I looked in the mirror and saw that the bleach from the strips started bleaching my gums. My reactions...(wtf) OW WTF THAT FUCKIN HURTS AND BURNS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The semester is almost over, which is good and bad. I got shitloads of things to do before the semester is over. English research paper, calculus cumulative review, engineering BULLSHIT, comm 020 speech tournament AND public service announcement. About that public service announcement...I plan to announce something on nature or cleanig the environment. The background music will be the "Dosed" instrumental by Red Hot Chilli Peppers. I don't feel like having a bitch fuck fag fuck fuck rollin on twenty fo'z background. I bumped into my cousin today, first time I've seen her on campus the entire damned semester. She's graduating on the 16th, first in our family in this generation to receive a college degree. am I proud? hell fucking yes I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the range today and shot my fake MP5. Everyone thinks its a real MP5. I met this guy named David who asked me if it was legal. I said yes, its a rimfire. He asked me if I had a "plan" if the cops caught me with it. I said yes, its a rimfire. The people at the range have a hard time wrapping their head around how realistic airsoft guns have gotten over the past five years. They also have a hard time realizing that a bitch ass college student was able to shoehorn a .22 caliber rifle into an airsoft gun. Meh, they'll get it....eventually. Well I got class at 7:30 tomorrow and I'm seeing Harold and Kumar 2 at the theatres after class. Then who knows...the shooting range again? Sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6991988650693049158-6369144920425274132?l=hend0.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/feeds/6369144920425274132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6991988650693049158&amp;postID=6369144920425274132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/6369144920425274132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/6369144920425274132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/2008/05/ass-face-teeth-whitening.html' title='ass face teeth whitening'/><author><name>hendo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216006695778346839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04043764051197884387'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991988650693049158.post-8038796342669445595</id><published>2008-04-30T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T23:24:33.258-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day of edumacation'/><title type='text'>what a day of edumacation</title><content type='html'>Woke up today at around 10am and tried to finish my calc homework. Cramster didn't have the answers I was looking for. I pay $50 a year to some website that doesn't give me what I paid for, and the world keeps spinning. Anyways, I went to my English class and found out I got a 5 out of 6 on my in class essay. The topic was on how today's youth is living in a moral haze. My argument: every generation has its own moral standards. I feel the author of the prompt was criticizing our generation because their morals are different than ours. My generation knows the difference between right and wrong, we don't live in a moral haze damnit. Enough of that, so after English I went to calculus. I was thinking about skipping and attending engineering open lab, but I decided to stay. Boy was I glad I stayed. Professor Peterson covered a shitload of stuff that I would have never been able to understand by myself. After math, I went to engineering open lab to work on my VEX robot with Devan the man. After 2 hours of troubleshooting, the fucking robot still doesn't do what we program it to do. Confucius once said...a robot is as stupid as it's programmer. My robot is retarded, but fuck that saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home, chilled, played with my guns and went to the gym. Worked out my biceps, chest, and triceps. I haven't gone to the gym in a week so I felt like shit trying to burn 100 calories doing cardio. After I got home I tried to work on some useless discussion forum thing for engineering, but whoever set the damn thing up needs to double check it because I can't see what other people post. Fuckers. I'll ask my professor tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, after this I'm gonna go work on some calculus, brush my teeth and floss. Or should I floss, do calculus, and brush my teeth. Oh yeah, here are some pictures of my finished project (putting a .22 cal into a MP5 shell). Enjoy the gun porn.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195290918864574386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dudROix8v00/SBlhkJu8V7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2CT6dD7jPIE/s320/IMG_1866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dudROix8v00/SBlhkZu8V8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MHsheHLPJ8Y/s1600-h/IMG_1876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195290923159541698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dudROix8v00/SBlhkZu8V8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MHsheHLPJ8Y/s320/IMG_1876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dudROix8v00/SBlhk5u8V9I/AAAAAAAAAAc/UnTWQEQyd9Y/s1600-h/IMG_1859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195290931749476306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dudROix8v00/SBlhk5u8V9I/AAAAAAAAAAc/UnTWQEQyd9Y/s320/IMG_1859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6991988650693049158-8038796342669445595?l=hend0.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/feeds/8038796342669445595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6991988650693049158&amp;postID=8038796342669445595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/8038796342669445595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/8038796342669445595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-day-of-edumacation.html' title='what a day of edumacation'/><author><name>hendo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216006695778346839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04043764051197884387'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dudROix8v00/SBlhkJu8V7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2CT6dD7jPIE/s72-c/IMG_1866.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6991988650693049158.post-4633719404676188782</id><published>2008-04-30T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T00:41:23.227-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies are expensive'/><title type='text'>good times cost money</title><content type='html'>Damn, why are hobbies so expensive? I guess a cheap hobby would be reading or something (wtf). I'm talking about shooting guns by the way. $30 for a box of 8mm Mauser. What the eff. Some people wonder why I like guns. That's a good question...seriously, I don't know why. I love the rush you get when I feel that tiny little bullet throw my whole 220lb frame back. Or the satisfaction of precisely placing the bullet in the bullseye. Tree huggers and liberal communists may think I'm a killer and I should see some mental institution, but I'm a perfectly normal guy. Anyways, I've been working on this side project for the past few weeks and I'm finally done! I put a .22 rifle inside an airosft body. Pretty kickass, all the guys at the range admired my project. I've spent a considerable amount of time and money on this project and I'm happy to receive a little recognition for it. Next blog I'll be sure to post pictures of my project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's late and I haven't finished my calculus homework yet....fuckin great. +1 for college. I pay a shitload of money to some government controlled institution to fail a class and take it over again. General Ed. classes are a load of bullshit and it's the only way colleges can get more money. 10 page research papers and intro to engineering classes blow. At least I know what a Mechanical Engineer does and how to cite sources (John C. Footpenis, 56). If there were no GE classes that were required, I'd be outta college in 4 years MAX. Hell, I know some people who have been working on their Bachelors for 6 years. How much longer would it take? Please Mr. Government, give me my degree I paid for and circulate me into society where I get to pay taxes, vote, go to jury duty and do all that fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that wraps it up for this first blog, time to practice L'Hospital's rule and more bullshit, then hit the sack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6991988650693049158-4633719404676188782?l=hend0.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/feeds/4633719404676188782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6991988650693049158&amp;postID=4633719404676188782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/4633719404676188782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6991988650693049158/posts/default/4633719404676188782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hend0.blogspot.com/2008/04/good-times-cost-money.html' title='good times cost money'/><author><name>hendo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02216006695778346839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04043764051197884387'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>