<?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-9001260</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:59:51.321-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Who flung poo?</title><subtitle type='html'>In his natural habitat, Teh Monkey is ill at ease... waiting to viciously launch excrement at intruders. Be wary young adventurer, your end is nigh!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-115030029879637792</id><published>2006-06-14T11:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T11:51:38.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New blog</title><content type='html'>Due to some unforseen circumstances, Teh Monkey has now merged with his alter ego negativeFlux and is now located at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://negativeflux.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you,&lt;br /&gt;We apologize for any inconvience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-115030029879637792?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/115030029879637792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=115030029879637792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/115030029879637792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/115030029879637792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2006/06/new-blog.html' title='New blog'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-113862857586144521</id><published>2006-01-30T08:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T08:42:56.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while</title><content type='html'>So, long time since I updated last... not that there isn't much to say about the happenings of the monkey... but really there isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bascially things have been pretty quiet for the most part. The new year came and went with little more then catching bronchitis, christmas in and of itself was a good time and rejoicing was had by all. Started to work at the silvercity again for the first time in a long time, its pretty fun to see all those people again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise things have been pretty quiet... and boring for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you have nothing to do... call me... I r teh bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-113862857586144521?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113862857586144521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=113862857586144521&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/113862857586144521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/113862857586144521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-113518056092697166</id><published>2005-12-21T10:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T10:56:00.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In the air tonight...</title><content type='html'>There's something about the holiday season that just sparks some sort of pheramonal response in me to be giddy. I don't know if it has to do with the memories of being a little boy, not being able to sleep the night before xmas and waking my parents up at 5:30 in the morning to open presents but either way it makes me pretty damn happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This'll be the first xmas in about 4 years since I moved to Windsor that I haven't gone to my Grandparents shortly after xmas morning. Normally, we'd open presents and have breakfast then promptly hop in the car and drive to Toronto. It sucked, hardcore. As much as I love my grandparents and that side of the family the warm soothing comfort of my home was much more inviting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year on the other hand my Mom's two sisters and their husbands and my little cousin Allison are spending the holiday with us. Most importantly my Grandmother (my mom's mom) will be there as well, and this makes me immensely happy. I love my Nana to death and it's been forever since I've been able to spend a holiday with her. Given, she won't remember any of it or me for that matter, but the fact she's there will make my Mom very very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tidbit of backstory for the people not in the know. My Grandmother was diagnosed with Alzheimer's (spelling?)  shortly after my grandfather passed away. At first we really didn't notice but the symptoms became pretty obvious after she started to live with us for awhile. In the past year or so she's relocated to a Menonite REtirement home in the county and she has become progressively worse... to the point where she'd ask if she's dead and if this is a dream or if my Mom is her mom. etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it just goes to show that the little things mean a lot, cause I know this holiday will be really special for my family. It'll be one of those ones that we'll all remember for a long while, methinks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to everyone I haven't said it to yet or won't see for whatever reason (I'm looking at you Trev) Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays and much love from Monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all are like a second family to me and I wish I could spend the holidays with all of you :) But to sort everything out and be fair we'll get totally fucked up on new years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-113518056092697166?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113518056092697166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=113518056092697166&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/113518056092697166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/113518056092697166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/12/in-air-tonight.html' title='In the air tonight...'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-113475483582798897</id><published>2005-12-16T12:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T12:40:51.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ze goggles... zey do nothing?!</title><content type='html'>On an aside from the cat hump concerto, I've come to a decidedly interesting epiphany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it? You might ask? I'm not telling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyah Nyah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, here of is a list of things that bug me at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Aglets. Those stupid little things on the end of shoelaces.&lt;br /&gt;2. Tim Horton's. I love coffee, why must they make it taste so good.&lt;br /&gt;3. Men without Hats. WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU HAVE AGAINST HATS?&lt;br /&gt;4. The word "Internet". Why? It looked at me funny.&lt;br /&gt;5. Websense. Why I can't surf porn at work.&lt;br /&gt;6. The jeans I am currently wearing. There is a small little hole in the bottom of the back pocket, and it makes me self-concious.&lt;br /&gt;7. The guy that is reading over my shoulder right now. Yes, you wierd guy.&lt;br /&gt;8. Politics. Whoever I vote for this election, I lose in some way.&lt;br /&gt;9. MSN. I wish people would see the wonder that is the GMail Messenger.&lt;br /&gt;10. Blogger. Cause I'm not funny enough to post something witty.&lt;br /&gt;11. Blogger. Cause I'm not smart enough to post something controversial.&lt;br /&gt;12. Blogger. Cause I can't seem to find something to be pissed at right now.&lt;br /&gt;13. Adobe Acrobat. I can't save my character sheet, fuck you unregistered version!&lt;br /&gt;14. Dave. Well, he's simoan... why not hate him? You fucking Dadaist bastard. I've got your cheese-eating muskrat sandwich right here!&lt;br /&gt;15. Girls. I. Just. Don't. Get. It.&lt;br /&gt;16. My hair in the morning. It looks like someone took a handful of starch and thought it'd be funny to use my head like a shoebrush.&lt;br /&gt;17. Blogger. Cause I can't think of anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So an old man and woman go to the doctor's. The doctor says to the old man, "Okay, to find out what's wrong with you we need a stool sample, a blood sample, a sperm sample and a urine sample."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man replies, "What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Doctor reiterates, "we need a stool sample, a blood sample, a sperm sample and a urine sample."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man, once again, replies, "What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Doctor says again, kind of pissed off, "we need a stool sample, a blood sample, a sperm sample and a urine sample."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man says, "What?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old lady says to the old man, "Just give him your god damned underwear."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schmooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-113475483582798897?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113475483582798897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=113475483582798897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/113475483582798897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/113475483582798897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/12/ze-goggles-zey-do-nothing_16.html' title='Ze goggles... zey do nothing?!'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-113440686237607754</id><published>2005-12-12T11:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T12:23:11.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to throw some shit.</title><content type='html'>K, long and the short of it... I'm sick and fucking tired of all this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's my stance because I'm succumbing to peer pressure and joining the foray of whateverthefuckisgoingon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I don't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take people based on &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; experiences with them. I'm &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; taking sides and nothing anyone can say will make me take a side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care who you are, what you've done, who you've done it to or what you inserted into you nose on a bet over checkers. I, and this goes for EVERYONE, will treat you how you have treated me and not based on what other people have told me about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as far as this 'book of three' bullshit. The internet is for porn, downloading illegal music and slandering others anonymously, get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://yirmumah.net/strips/20051003.gif"&gt;&lt;/IMG&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-113440686237607754?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113440686237607754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=113440686237607754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/113440686237607754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/113440686237607754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/12/time-to-throw-some-shit.html' title='Time to throw some shit.'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-113435907559989650</id><published>2005-12-11T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T22:44:35.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Y'know</title><content type='html'>You know what people don't talk about anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pussy farts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;That is all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-113435907559989650?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113435907559989650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=113435907559989650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/113435907559989650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/113435907559989650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/12/yknow.html' title='Y&apos;know'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-113381349702388128</id><published>2005-12-05T15:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T15:11:37.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogs are silly</title><content type='html'>It takes too long to see if anyone's updated, so many links to follow with a slow internet connection is kind've annoying. RSS feeds do not even work properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a not so related note, Ever want to be a kid again? Play in the mud, make snow forts, get excited for christmas and not have to worry about much. I miss that, being stressed is kind of aggravating. Can't seem to spell either, it looks like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss being a kid, where i was more worried about what time I had to go to bed then I was about how I looked or what people thought of me. When the nintendo had that supercool lightgun and I'd play duckhunt for hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss simplicity, for simplicity's sake. So many things are overcomplicated right now and my normal state of perpetual amusement is wearing off. My life has almost been reduced to watching the minute hand of the clock tick. "Well, I can fit in 6 hours of sleep if I do that, and then I won't have to work for four hours." "Oh jeeze its 3 o clock, only 3 hours till I have to leave for class."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This turned out to be a slightly longer post then I planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Satan, you know where I lie&lt;br /&gt;Gently I go into that good night&lt;br /&gt;All our lives get complicated&lt;br /&gt;Search for pleasures overrated&lt;br /&gt;Never armed our souls&lt;br /&gt;What the future would hold&lt;br /&gt;When we were innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angels, lend me your might&lt;br /&gt;Forfeit all my lives to get just one right&lt;br /&gt;All those colors long since faded&lt;br /&gt;All our smiles are confiscated&lt;br /&gt;Never were we told&lt;br /&gt;We'd be bought and sold&lt;br /&gt;When we were innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This prayer is for me tonight&lt;br /&gt;This far down that line and still ain't got it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while confessions not yet stated&lt;br /&gt;Our next sin is contemplated&lt;br /&gt;Never did we know&lt;br /&gt;What the future would hold&lt;br /&gt;Or that we'd be bought and sold&lt;br /&gt;When we were innocent, innocent&lt;br /&gt;When we were innocent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innocent - Fuel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-113381349702388128?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113381349702388128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=113381349702388128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/113381349702388128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/113381349702388128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/12/blogs-are-silly.html' title='Blogs are silly'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-113293756453608455</id><published>2005-11-25T11:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T11:52:44.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yay?!</title><content type='html'>So, as it turns out I'm not losing my job... had something to do with a complaint about a temp in another branch then the one I work in. So no worries there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then that I'm royally confused about everything at all times, always.&lt;br /&gt;From what I've surmised, I either &lt;br /&gt;A) Don't know what's going on&lt;br /&gt;B) Do know what's going on but don't realize how I'm involved with it&lt;br /&gt;C) Was never told what is going on &lt;br /&gt;D) Stick my foot in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;E) All of the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, what I'm trying to say is that I'm confused. I'm bewildered and it is in this perpetual state of befuddlement I shall remain. Why? Well, thats what I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-113293756453608455?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113293756453608455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=113293756453608455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/113293756453608455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/113293756453608455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/11/yay.html' title='yay?!'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-113258788120456256</id><published>2005-11-21T10:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T10:44:41.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh oh...</title><content type='html'>I might lose my job... this isn't good.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone know of any place that might be hiring?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-113258788120456256?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113258788120456256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=113258788120456256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/113258788120456256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/113258788120456256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/11/uh-oh.html' title='Uh oh...'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-113223484144805112</id><published>2005-11-17T08:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T08:40:41.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More info</title><content type='html'>The Shadows, She Calls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Background Information:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year: 2006&lt;br /&gt;Location: Windsor, Ontario Canada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Windsor has fallen to an incredible low as two of the big three have closed permanently, Ford and GM. There is a new virus going around that currently has the death toll at around 250 in Windsor alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Phage, the new virus, is transmitted through contact of bodily fluids, be it saliva or otherwise and its symptoms vary from person to person. The onset is slow but when the virus is in full swing life expectancy is roughly 6 months to a year after all symptoms are shown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The police are corrupt, as are the politics and the world in general is going downhill. The Iraq war has turned for the worse and Bush is beginning to lose favor in the American people, not that this affects Canadians that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gas prices are at an all time high, as is unemployment and the stocks are at an all time low. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, it could be worse…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 1 – Fallen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first chapter in the story “The Shadows, She Calls” the players will need to create mortal characters and answer the following questions in an e-mail to: negativeflux@gmail.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like everyone to have gone to the same highschool and that is my only real request when you create this character. The highschool is St. Jerome’s and is a Catholic highschool, no this does not mean you must be a catholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name:&lt;br /&gt;Age: (20 to 28 please)&lt;br /&gt;Gender:&lt;br /&gt;Appearance:&lt;br /&gt;Level of Education:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me about your childhood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe your highschool experience to the fullest possible? If you dropped out, give a lot of detail as to why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were your parents like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your first job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your first love?&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite pass time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your greatest fear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite/most hated food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully these questions help flesh out your character, as another option you can write a basic background on your character as long as it answers most of the questions above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other character information:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be 3 vampires, 2 mages and a werewolf. First come first serve, and as such the werewolf position is already taken pending character biography. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After your mortal’s history is created talk to me and we’ll agree on a time to get down to your very own personal prelude, which will include your embrace/call/awakening for whatever you choose. I’d like to get these done before xmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOC bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game will be intense, there will be PC to PC conflict and it is very likely that characters will die if they don’t think their actions through. Keep in mind this is a very heavy RP game and detailed background will aid you in playing your character immensely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combat will happen, but if you build your character completely around combat you’ll be disappointed. I will not cater to specific player needs but everyone will shine at one point or another. The more detailed your background the better I can make specific things coincide with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, this is a game of darkness, deceit, hatred, fear, death etc etc. It is the world of fucking darkness for crying out loud. Don’t come in and expect things to be easy or nice and don’t expect the NPCs to always tell the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes about my storytelling:&lt;br /&gt;I reserve the right to remove players based on what I think is a disruption to the story. I don’t forsee this as being an issue as there is a relatively good concept of natural selection in this game. If you’re stupid, you’ll die. As simple as that. Also and most of all I want everyone to have FUN! So if a player(s) is ruining the game for everyone I will speak to them and try to figure out what’s going on, otherwise I’ll remove them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first rule I need to set down that there are no rules, just guidelines set by Whitewolf in their books. Therefore if for some reason something I do or say goes against what’s written down, you can talk to me about it AFTER the session. Chances are I either forgot or fudged it on purpose but I’m open to criticism as long as it doesn’t disrupt anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, everyone needs to remember that this is of course a game and is made for us to escape the world and step foot in one of make believe, mystery, fear, suspense and fun. We need to all try and keep this in our heads, not being to serious about it. I want you guys to have fun so I’m open to suggestions after the sessions on how to improve what I’m doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xp will be handled a bit differently then your average WW game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 pt for being there&lt;br /&gt;1 pt for being there and being in character.&lt;br /&gt;1 pt for secret RP ballot&lt;br /&gt;1 pt for accomplishing something great for your character**&lt;br /&gt;2 pts for accomplishing something great for the group.**&lt;br /&gt;1 pt for Matt’s Question. **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** one person per session&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain RP ballots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of a session each person will write a name of who they think RP’d the best that session on a piece of paper and the person with the most votes will get an extra xp point. You cannot pick yourself nor can you win three times in a row. Two is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question is something I’ll ask everyone and based on the answers I’ll award 1 pt accordingly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xp pts are subject to not being given out based on events. Everyone will at least get 1 though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-113223484144805112?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113223484144805112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=113223484144805112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/113223484144805112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/113223484144805112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/11/more-info.html' title='More info'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-113172874066656615</id><published>2005-11-11T11:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T12:05:40.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Applications, kinda</title><content type='html'>Since Wednesday's coalition meeting it has been realized in my tiny mind that I might be running a World of Darkness game next semester. That being said I'm looking for six people who would be interested in joining said WoD game. The criteria for the game is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Setting is the World of Darkness, which includes Vampire: The Requiem, Werewolf: The Forsaken and Mage: the awakening. &lt;br /&gt;-The city that the game takes place in will be Windsor and will possibly branch to anywhere else in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Characters&lt;br /&gt;-Players will start by making a regular mortal character as per WoD ruleset with no special experience bonuses at all. &lt;br /&gt;-Eventually the players will choose to take on a supernatural template: IE Vampire, Werewolf or Mage if they like or none at all if they feel daring.&lt;br /&gt;-This change will happen during the prelude so you will begin the game with the other players as your full character.&lt;br /&gt;-I would really like to have well thought-out and fleshed out characters as this game will be very heavy RP based. Combat oriented characters might end up being bored if that is all they can do.&lt;br /&gt;-I only want one werewolf, due to the fact that they almost upset the level of power in a group if there is more then one. So first come, first serve.&lt;br /&gt;-I would like a detailed reason as to why you want to be what you want to be. Example, if you are a Mage make sure you read most of the mage sourcebook and fully understand what you're getting into. I don't want to see any Gandalf clones or any Bladesque types.&lt;br /&gt;-Be prepared to have your character die if you're stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story Information&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The story is not going to be for the faint of heart. There will be death, grumsome details, horror etc etc etc. If you are squeamish don't apply. &lt;br /&gt;-Characters have the possibility of dying, I am not going to babysit your actions there will be no, "Are you sure you want to do that?" interventions from me unless you take the Common Sense merit.&lt;br /&gt;-There will be possibly PC vs PC rivalries, if you take things too personally don't apply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other information is available but I can't think of it right now. Also, I reserve the right to boot your ass from my game if you start making it unenjoyable for other players. It's sposed to be a fun thing for people to play together to temporarily leave the world. So I'll do my best to make sure everyone is going to have a great time, that is to say that one bad egg won't spoil the bunch because I won't let it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, if you are interested or curious or lonely or bored or whatever. &lt;A HREF="mailto:negativeflux@gmail.com"&gt;Email me&lt;/a&gt; or call me and I'll figure something out. This will most likely be happening next semester but there is a small chance that it might be sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TehMonk3yDM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-113172874066656615?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113172874066656615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=113172874066656615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/113172874066656615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/113172874066656615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/11/taking-applications-kinda.html' title='Taking Applications, kinda'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-113154380443237322</id><published>2005-11-09T08:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T08:43:24.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Swing for the fences, son</title><content type='html'>I'm 20 now, not that that really means anything other then the fact I'm not technically a teenager anymore. Although I still fit into the demographic as far as what other people think of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do these things have in common:&lt;br /&gt;A Chemistry test&lt;br /&gt;A biologiy test&lt;br /&gt;A forklift test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give up? other then the fact they're all tests I was subject to all of them this week. Yes, I had a test on how to drive a forklift... thats screwed up shit right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, from what I gather there has been wayyyy too much drama going on everywhere and I think I kind of found out the issue: People think too much. 'cause with thinking comes overthinking and with overthinking comes overreacting and that is never good. That's all I'll say on that subject as I'm having a bit of overthinking turmoil going on in my head at the moment. It'll pass but it still makes me a tad sick to my stomach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, I'm pretty damn happy. Smarmy even, possibly smug if the situation permits it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't tell if your laughing,&lt;br /&gt;Between each smile there's a tear in your eye,&lt;br /&gt;There's a train leaving town in an hour,&lt;br /&gt;It's not waiting for you,&lt;br /&gt;and neither am I."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-113154380443237322?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113154380443237322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=113154380443237322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/113154380443237322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/113154380443237322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/11/swing-for-fences-son.html' title='Swing for the fences, son'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-113095006385650676</id><published>2005-11-02T11:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T11:47:43.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Question for y'all</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6853/637/1600/419ea516677cc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6853/637/320/419ea516677cc.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someone can help me out here, I'm in a bit of a pickle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently ordered a custom license plate from the DMV. TehMnk3y, thats what it was supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i get a letter back stating that it was declined as it is a drug reference. Can someone please explain to me how in the hells TehMnk3y is a drug reference? Am I just out of touch or something? Ah well, I'm up 200$... no worries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-113095006385650676?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113095006385650676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=113095006385650676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/113095006385650676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/113095006385650676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/11/question-for-yall.html' title='Question for y&apos;all'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-113042709722964238</id><published>2005-10-27T11:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T11:31:37.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone tell me about the rabbits..?</title><content type='html'>Sitting at work, as I am wont to do on a weekday morning, pondering to myself about what I'm supposed to be doing right now. I think I'm supposed to be doing work, but I finished all of that work the week. So what does that leave me? Surfing the interweb for something interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this week has been pretty good. Went to a magic club tourny thing last night and got PWNED hardcore. Yeah so Dimir Mill/Control doesn't work as well as you'd think. It's too damned slow. First match up vs Mymka and his Boros deck I was set albaze quickly, second one was vs Chris... equal pwnage happened there, and last game vs Jake got stomped to death by a Kurd ape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that equates to roughly 0-2 1-2 and 1-2, so a total of 2 points for me. No worries, had a good time regardless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to self: BU isn't as amazing as I thought it was, sure its fun and all but it leave much to be desired in the 'fun to play' factor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is going to be an absolute blast. I loooove halloween parties and drunken goodness. I'll have to take my camera with me and take pictures of everyone's costumes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, not much else to comment on methinks. No want/need to vent anger as there is none. Uhmm here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6853/637/1600/435aa803eb4a6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6853/637/320/435aa803eb4a6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-113042709722964238?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/113042709722964238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=113042709722964238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/113042709722964238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/113042709722964238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/10/someone-tell-me-about-rabbits.html' title='Someone tell me about the rabbits..?'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-112973122843483202</id><published>2005-10-19T10:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T11:15:37.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6853/637/1600/mattandgygax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6853/637/320/mattandgygax.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so this is a picture of me with Gary Gygax, the creator of Dungeons and Dragons. Trist and I got our picture taken with him at the Comicon in Toronto during the summer... just found the picture on my HD and figured I'd share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now for a joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man is flying in a hot air balloon and realizes he is lost. He reduces height and spots a man down below. He lowers the balloon further and shouts: "Excuse me, can you tell me where I am?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man below says: "Yes. You're in a hot air balloon, hovering 30 feet above this field."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You must work in Information Technology" says the balloonist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I do" replies the man. "How did you know?"&lt;br /&gt;"Well" says the balloonist, "Everything you have told me is technically correct, but it's no use to anyone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man below says, "You must work in business."&lt;br /&gt;"I do" replies the balloonist, "but how did you know?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well," says the man, "You don't know where you are, or where you're going, but you expect me to be able to help. You're in the same position you were before we met, but now it's my fault."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-112973122843483202?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112973122843483202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=112973122843483202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112973122843483202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112973122843483202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/10/yeah-so-this-is-picture-of-me-with.html' title=''/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-112964656731167736</id><published>2005-10-18T10:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T10:42:47.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So much work, so little time</title><content type='html'>Just figured I'd give a quick update as to what's going on and why I might have disappeared since sunday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been pulling crazy overtime at work in order to get stuff finished for the tradeshow in France. No, I'm not going to France (I wish I was) but I need to help get the booth set up for when they go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All things considered I'm feeling pretty damned good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to everyone for missing out on sunday night, I picked up the messages in the morning but by then it was too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side all this extra work will help me pay off the loan I got out on my new car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, grey cloud silver lining etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, need to get back to work and then finish up a report on Nutrasweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-112964656731167736?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112964656731167736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=112964656731167736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112964656731167736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112964656731167736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-much-work-so-little-time.html' title='So much work, so little time'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-112904236257054882</id><published>2005-10-11T10:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T10:52:42.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Incongruous Contemptrations eat my face.</title><content type='html'>So, heres the skinny: I'm feeling good, feeling fine etc etc. Looking at buying a cheapo Honda Accord, its like... red/purple goodness in a four wheeled contraption. Which is cool. Getting a custom license plate too so I can bling it up with the homeys? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, other then that i'm excited for the weekend :) seein' friends and whatnot since this weekend was mildly depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm pretty damn good now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good song to capture the mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad&lt;br /&gt;I got sunshine, in a bag&lt;br /&gt;I'm useless,but not for long&lt;br /&gt;The future is coming on&lt;br /&gt;I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad&lt;br /&gt;I got sunshine, in a bag&lt;br /&gt;I'm useless, but not for long&lt;br /&gt;The future is coming on&lt;br /&gt;It's coming on&lt;br /&gt;It's coming on&lt;br /&gt;It's coming on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... Ha Ha!&lt;br /&gt;Finally someone let me out of my cage&lt;br /&gt;Now, time for me is nothing cos I'm counting no age&lt;br /&gt;Now I couldn't be there&lt;br /&gt;Now you shouldn't be scared&lt;br /&gt;I'm good at repairs&lt;br /&gt;And I'm under each snare&lt;br /&gt;Intangible&lt;br /&gt;Bet you didn't think so I command you to&lt;br /&gt;Panoramic view&lt;br /&gt;Look I'll make it all manageable&lt;br /&gt;Pick and choose&lt;br /&gt;Sit and lose&lt;br /&gt;All you different crews&lt;br /&gt;Chicks and dudes&lt;br /&gt;Who you think is really kickin' tunes?&lt;br /&gt;Picture you gettin' down in a picture tube&lt;br /&gt;Like you lit the fuse&lt;br /&gt;You think it's fictional&lt;br /&gt;Mystical? Maybe&lt;br /&gt;Spiritual&lt;br /&gt;Hearable&lt;br /&gt;What appears in you is a clearer view cos you're too crazy&lt;br /&gt;Lifeless&lt;br /&gt;To know the definition for what life is&lt;br /&gt;Priceless&lt;br /&gt;For you because I put you on the hype shit&lt;br /&gt;You like it?&lt;br /&gt;Gunsmokin' righteous with one token&lt;br /&gt;Psychic among those&lt;br /&gt;Possess you with one go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad&lt;br /&gt;I got sunshine, in a bag&lt;br /&gt;I'm useless,but not for long&lt;br /&gt;The future is coming on&lt;br /&gt;I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad&lt;br /&gt;I got sunshine, in a bag&lt;br /&gt;I'm useless, but not for long&lt;br /&gt;The future is coming on&lt;br /&gt;It's coming on&lt;br /&gt;It's coming on&lt;br /&gt;It's coming on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The essence the basics&lt;br /&gt;Without it you make it&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to make this&lt;br /&gt;Childlike in nature&lt;br /&gt;Rhythm&lt;br /&gt;You have it or you don't that's a fallacy&lt;br /&gt;I'm in them&lt;br /&gt;Every sprouting tree&lt;br /&gt;Every child apiece&lt;br /&gt;Every cloud you see&lt;br /&gt;You see with your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I see destruction and demise&lt;br /&gt;Corruption in disguise&lt;br /&gt;From this fuckin' enterprise&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm sucking to your lies&lt;br /&gt;Through Russ, though not his muscles but the percussion he provides&lt;br /&gt;with me as a guide&lt;br /&gt;But y'all can see me now cos you don't see with your eye&lt;br /&gt;You perceive with your mind&lt;br /&gt;That's the inner&lt;br /&gt;So I'm gonna stick around with Russ and be a mentor&lt;br /&gt;Bust a few rhymes so mother fuckers&lt;br /&gt;Remember where the thought is&lt;br /&gt;I brought all this&lt;br /&gt;So you can survive when law is lawless&lt;br /&gt;Feelings, sensations that you thought were dead&lt;br /&gt;No squealing, remember&lt;br /&gt;(that it's all in your head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad&lt;br /&gt;I got sunshine, in a bag&lt;br /&gt;I'm useless, but not for long&lt;br /&gt;The future is coming on&lt;br /&gt;I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad&lt;br /&gt;I got sunshine, in a bag&lt;br /&gt;I'm useless, but not for long&lt;br /&gt;My future is coming on&lt;br /&gt;It's coming on&lt;br /&gt;It's coming on&lt;br /&gt;It's coming on&lt;br /&gt;It's coming on&lt;br /&gt;My future is coming on&lt;br /&gt;It's coming on&lt;br /&gt;It's coming on&lt;br /&gt;It's coming on&lt;br /&gt;It's coming on&lt;br /&gt;My future is coming on&lt;br /&gt;It's coming on&lt;br /&gt;It's coming on&lt;br /&gt;It's coming on&lt;br /&gt;It's coming on&lt;br /&gt;My future is coming on&lt;br /&gt;It's coming on&lt;br /&gt;It's coming on&lt;br /&gt;My future is coming on&lt;br /&gt;It's coming on&lt;br /&gt;It's coming on&lt;br /&gt;My future is coming on&lt;br /&gt;It's coming on&lt;br /&gt;It's coming on&lt;br /&gt;My future&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-112904236257054882?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112904236257054882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=112904236257054882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112904236257054882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112904236257054882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/10/incongruous-contemptrations-eat-my_11.html' title='Incongruous Contemptrations eat my face.'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-112860455162374420</id><published>2005-10-06T09:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T09:16:03.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How To Shower Like a Woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Take off clothing and place it in sectioned laundry hamper according&lt;br /&gt;to lights and darks.&lt;br /&gt;2. Walk to bathroom wearing long dressing gown. If you see husband along the way, cover up any exposed areas.&lt;br /&gt;3. Look at your womanly physique in the mirror - make mental note to do more sit-ups/leg-lifts, etc.&lt;br /&gt;4. Get in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;5. Use face cloth, arm cloth, leg cloth, long loofah, wide loofah and pumice stone.&lt;br /&gt;6. Wash your hair once with cucumber and sage shampoo with 43 added vitamins.&lt;br /&gt;7. Wash your hair again to make sure it's clean.&lt;br /&gt;8. Condition your hair with grapefruit mint conditioner enhanced.&lt;br /&gt;9. Wash your face with crushed apricot facial scrub for 10 minutes until red.&lt;br /&gt;10. Wash entire rest of body with ginger nut and jaffa cake body wash.&lt;br /&gt;11. Rinse conditioner off hair.&lt;br /&gt;12. Shave armpits and legs.&lt;br /&gt;13. Turn off shower.&lt;br /&gt;14. Squeegee off all wet surfaces in shower.&lt;br /&gt;15. Spray mold spots with Tilex.&lt;br /&gt;16. Get out of shower.&lt;br /&gt;17. Dry with towel the size of a small country.&lt;br /&gt;18. Wrap hair in super absorbent towel.&lt;br /&gt;19. Return to bedroom wearing long dressing gown and towel on head.&lt;br /&gt;20. If you see husband along the way, cover up any exposed areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How To Shower Like a Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Take off clothes while sitting on the edge of the bed and leave them in a pile.&lt;br /&gt;2. Walk naked to the bathroom. If you see wife along the way, shake wiener at her making the 'woo-woo' sound.&lt;br /&gt;3. Look at your manly physique in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;4. Admire the size of your wiener and scratch your butt.&lt;br /&gt;5. Get in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;6. Wash your face.&lt;br /&gt;7. Wash your armpits.&lt;br /&gt;8. Blow your nose in your hands and let the water rinse them off.&lt;br /&gt;9. Fart and laugh at how loud it sounds in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;10. Spend majority of time washing privates and surrounding area.&lt;br /&gt;11. Wash your butt, leaving those coarse butt hairs stuck on the soap.&lt;br /&gt;12. Wash your hair. Make a Shampoo Mohawk.&lt;br /&gt;13. Pee.&lt;br /&gt;14. Rinse off and get out of shower.&lt;br /&gt;15. Partially dry off. Fail to notice water on floor because curtain was hanging out of tub the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;16. Admire wiener size in mirror again.&lt;br /&gt;17. Leave shower curtain open, wet mat on floor, light and fan on.&lt;br /&gt;18. Return to bedroom with towel around waist. If you pass wife, pull off towel, shake wiener at her and make the 'woo-woo' sound again.&lt;br /&gt;19. Throw wet towel on bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-112860455162374420?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112860455162374420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=112860455162374420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112860455162374420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112860455162374420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/10/how-to-shower-like-woman-1.html' title=''/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-112852275467045511</id><published>2005-10-05T10:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T10:32:34.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated Incorporated.</title><content type='html'>There's something to be said for uncertainty. Now, I'm not sure what exactly that is, but there is something to be said about it. Let me explain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure everyone knows about the accident and I'm sure everyone knows how pissed (rightfully so) I am about it. But that, coupled with the sheer amount of stress/pressure I'm getting from work and school is about to make my head explode. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my life, (well maybe the second, i dont remember) I'm totally and completely uncertain about how my future is going to unfold. I don't like this, I don't like it one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters, my relationship with Sarah is being stressed beyond belief and I have no idea how that will take its toll on either of us. Then we have my school/class stuff, I'm sure i'll do fine but the future of my progress towards my degree is still relatively uncertain as well. I don't know what i'm going to do for work next semester as my temporary status at my current job will be cut short. And as far as my car is concerned I have no idea how I plan to get everything back into swing when the god damned rental company is dicking me around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- The rental company is giving me a hard time to find a car and they keep trying to stick me with piles of shit. I think it's due to my age but they say that has nothing to do with anything. I told them over and over again that I do not want a truck or a van with the current price of gas. I'm sorry, I'm not paying 80$ to go 300km in a GM Sierra nor am I driving around a windstar. They have two perfectly good (albeit newer) cars in their lot and they are apparently 'on hold'. Bullshit I say. Ageism, thats all it is. Of course they have no problem renting me any of the cars due to the fact that i'm 19 but they sure as hell seem to want to limit my choices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm not depressed or anything. Just frustrated with my current financial situation as it is right now. It's terribly annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly the one thing that I think I'm most disappointed about... I can't justify using the money i saved up for the box of ravnica. So my gaming expensive for the month has been funneled into my car expense. Although it all really depends on how much I get for my car. Here's hoping I get the high end of the black book value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am want for nothing, but long for everything."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-112852275467045511?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112852275467045511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=112852275467045511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112852275467045511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112852275467045511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/10/frustrated-incorporated.html' title='Frustrated Incorporated.'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-112843261228326923</id><published>2005-10-04T09:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T09:30:12.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A sort of revalation...</title><content type='html'>Other then the fact that my blog looks very dreary, which in and of itself is kind of depressing, I've realized a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't control everything. Kind of scary to realize that I'm not in control of every aspect of my life and I have to leave some things to fate/chance/divine forces. You see, I was under the impression that everything I do I at least have some part in. But since this past weekend I've realized that that generalization is completely false. I am as in control as a newborn baby in a crib, while the parents are sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure I can cry, bitch and moan and hope someone wakes up to help me. But for all I know they could be fast asleep and not even hear a single cry i made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I digress, Since my car got totaled by some inept driver on friday i've been in a bit of a slump. School has been really stressful, same with work and Sarah has been stressing me out as well. Haven't really had the chance to breathe in the past six or so months. It's been taking its toll on my sanity to say the least. Anyway, I've been trying my best to remain at least a semblance of calm during the times when i'm around people but yesterday I just broke down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a small fight with Sarah which started the snowball, then I heard that my car was going to be written off and that I'll have to look into finding an alterior mode of transportation for the next few weeks until I can get myself a new car. Then I realized I had a quiz in class that I hadn't studied for, due to all the hubub around I'd forgot, and to top it off there is no real ramifications (see: vengeance) I can make in order to recieve some form of reparations (see: vengeance) from the foreign/unlicensed guy that hit my PARKED car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to apologize to everyone on friday for my cancelling of the game, I'm sorry guys that I ruined the night, but I needed to go. I appreciate everyone's support, especially Amanda for standing out in the cold with me while I took a police report. And I appreciate the fact that everyone was understanding and didn't get mad that I had to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, I just ranted a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In essence, I guess I'm at a point where I'm just not as calm and collected as I should be. There are a bunch of things I need to change right now to make my living conditions better. One, I need to start eating better cause I be gettin' fat yo. and I need to start doing more physical activities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this is the end of all the tumumptuous termoil that tempts my temperment (see: alliteration) and that I can get back on the track of life with a tank full of gas and a heart full of moxie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"A thousand foot journey starts with one step." - Lao Tzu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for being there, everyone. It means a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-112843261228326923?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112843261228326923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=112843261228326923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112843261228326923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112843261228326923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/10/sort-of-revalation.html' title='A sort of revalation...'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-112791357854150292</id><published>2005-09-28T09:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T09:22:42.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ENFP - The Champion&lt;br /&gt;You scored 100% I to E, 31% N to S, 9% F to T, and 63% J to P!&lt;br /&gt;Your type is known as the Champion type, which is part of the larger group called idealists. Nothing occurs that does not have some deep and ethical significance in your eyes. You see life as an exciting drama. You are very charismatic, yet tend to be too harsh on yourself for not being as genuine as you think you should be. 3% of the population shares your type.&lt;br /&gt;As a romantic partner, you need to talk about what is going on in your life. You are a strong supporter for your partner's efforts to grow and change and be happy. You need to feel that same support from your partner. Expressive, optimistic, and curious, you are eager to enjoy new experiences with your partner, whom you wish to be your confidant and soul mate, as well as play mate. You are uncomfortable sharing negative emotion, though, and tend to withdraw from confrontation and process your feelings privately. You feel most loved when your partner appreciates your creativity, accepts your uniqueness, and sees you as the compassionate person you are. You need to hear your partner tell you how much you mean to them and would love if they did thoughtful spontaneous things to demonstrate it.&lt;br /&gt;Your group summary: idealists (NF)&lt;br /&gt;Your type summary: ENFP &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sound like me? lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-112791357854150292?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112791357854150292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=112791357854150292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112791357854150292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112791357854150292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/09/enfp-champion-you-scored-100-i-to-e-31.html' title=''/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-112722157826096830</id><published>2005-09-20T08:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T09:15:00.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinda tired</title><content type='html'>And again another interjection into the wild world of Matt. I r teh tired. But on the bright side of things my work scheduel has changed, which is pretty nice. Instead of 7 till 4 I'm working 8 till 12:30. Which may not mean that much to everyone else but it means that I'll have time to work on school stuffs after work before class now :D Which makes me happy so I dont have to rush nearly as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever have a stream of thought that you try to get down on the computer or paper and you end up writing something completely different then what you originally were writing while writing it? No? Just me then? Ah, all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Tristan I've been reading a lot of this wonderful little book called the Tao of Pooh, simple philisophies of Taoism told through stories of Winnie The Pooh. It's a really good read and I've taken a lot of it to heart. Simplicity in and of itself is the easiest way for someone to enjoy themselves is most things they do. As soon as you over complicate things things tend to get complicated :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is looking pretty good as it were, I still think we're playing Tristan's game on Friday and then I have the renaissance fair on Saturday and the Ravnica Prerelease on Sunday, looks like a pretty full weekend to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, it is only tuesday and I'm already planning out what i'm doing Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as everything else goes I probably made a complete ass out of myself on this past saturday at the loop. But I tend to do that everytime i imbibe too much drink. So, if I offended anyone, I'm sorry. If I made anyone have an extra fun time, then I'm not sorry, in fact I'm very happy about that. and to those people whom I didn't affect (effect? no not the right word) I'll get you next time, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and some shout outs to my peeps.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Dave, Paul and Becky for letting me sleep at your house, it would've been quite unpleasant to wake up on a sidewalk or something... that and its an expensive taxi ride back to Tecumseh. :) &lt;br /&gt;Thanks specifically to Paul for not letting me die&lt;br /&gt;Thanks specifically to Becky for walking all the way to her place from the loop with me, wouldn't have found it without out, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks specifically to Dave for supplying me with a good time at the loop. Y'allways be dancin' up a storm yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest my body(see: wallet) can only take one of those every couple months so perhaps another time then :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should more then likely get back to work now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-112722157826096830?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112722157826096830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=112722157826096830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112722157826096830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112722157826096830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/09/kinda-tired.html' title='Kinda tired'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-112609896281869020</id><published>2005-09-07T09:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T09:16:02.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On a side note...</title><content type='html'>I think google is going to take over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-112609896281869020?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.google.com' title='On a side note...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112609896281869020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=112609896281869020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112609896281869020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112609896281869020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/09/on-side-note.html' title='On a side note...'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-112609874839402764</id><published>2005-09-07T09:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T09:45:24.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mechanical Pencils... schmoooooo</title><content type='html'>Haven't updated in a while. Figured I should. Not much going on. Mmm cupcake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, brief synopsis of whats happening this semester:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working two days a week. Classes Monday to Thursday, 6:45 - 10:30. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhhh other than that, not too much going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/roll 20&lt;br /&gt;Matthew rolls a 13 on a d20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wewt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-112609874839402764?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112609874839402764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=112609874839402764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112609874839402764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112609874839402764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/09/mechanical-pencils-schmoooooo.html' title='Mechanical Pencils... schmoooooo'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-112368116202501685</id><published>2005-08-10T09:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T09:39:22.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sense and Nonsensability</title><content type='html'>I've been working at my current job for about two years now, every summer from about 7:30 in the morning till 4 in the afternoon. The pay is good, I enjoy the quiet monotonous typing I do... spreadsheets and whatnot. I find it relatively relaxing. But something has been bugging me for a while about the workplace environment and I still haven't come to understand it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People don't grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I would like to consider myself relatively mature in respect to my age (read: not a blithering idiot most of the time). But I cannot seem to fathom or even begin to comprehend why people don’t understand that a place that is considered a business environment is not high school. You have a job to do, you have to do it in order to get paid and if you don’t want to do it the door is right over there. But no, it’s not like that at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is gossip, there is backstabbing, there is lying and there is taking advantage of the company. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip – This is one I really can’t understand, you’re in a working environment with 4 other people and yet you still act like you’re a girl fresh into 10th grade who has a crush on Billy Everyteen. For Christ’s sakes you have a husband and two kids yet you still spread rumors about people that sit right across from you and try to make them feel bad about themselves. To what end? What will it do for you? How does this make your day at work better? I don’t get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backstabbing – In all respects I can understand this one the most of all. After all, the entire business world is a dog-eat-dog place (I apologize for the cliché) and any way to get ahead is a good thing. People step on other’s toes, sell them out… etc etc. See, I get that… y’know I dig it. I don’t agree but it’s a necessary evil. What I don’t get is backstabbing just for the sake of backstabbing, being twofaced when it doesn’t net you anything but the smug satisfaction that you just made the little microcosm that is the workplace a more tense place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying – Yup, people lie. Everyone does, and I don’t think there is anyone I know who hasn’t. It’s human nature. But to what end does lying help you if you’re doing it just to piss off your fellow employees. Do you like working in a place where people feign interest in what you say and don’t give you full answers because they’re afraid you’ll sell them out to the boss or make up a lie and gossip about them behind their back to the other two employee’s around the water cooler?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking advantage – Okay okay, I get it. Stickin’ it to the big man, the corporate whore of Canada, suckling on the tit of the nation. Yes I understand the fact that you take an extra 5 minutes on your lunch break in order to proclaim that you rise against the man and all he stands for. Okay, so we’ve clarified that you’d a giant steaming pile of human excrement. I can deal with the 5 minute extra on your break. But when you pocket the cash that was giving to you in your expense account, when you come in 10 minutes late because no one else is in the office anyway, when you leave 10 minutes early because you have to pick up your kids, when you sit in your cubical surfing porn when you should be doing something moderately productive… y’know like the work you’re being paid to do. Maybe it would occur to you that if you aren’t careful someone might find out and sell you out to the boss in order to possible win a cookie. Guess what, that little snot-nosed teenager in the board room does notice that you’re 30min break actually lasts almost three times as much. That you park in the bosses parking space when he’s away, that you pocket the money in your expensive account instead of using it to gas your car. I get it. I see it. Am I going to tell? Naw, I don’t roll like that. But just don’t think you’re getting away with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next time you think it’d be fine to pop that extra 5 bucks into your pocket, or take an extra hour on your break because no one will say anything. Just remember… People do notice and it reflects poorly on you as a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t sell out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I bought in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-112368116202501685?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112368116202501685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=112368116202501685&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112368116202501685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112368116202501685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/08/sense-and-nonsensability.html' title='Sense and Nonsensability'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-112326030064529232</id><published>2005-08-05T12:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T12:45:00.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'>blue and yellow</title><content type='html'>I really really really like this song by The Used&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's all in how you mix the two&lt;br /&gt;and it starts just where the light exists&lt;br /&gt;it's a feeling that you cannot miss&lt;br /&gt;and it burns a hole through everyone that feels it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well you're never gonna find it&lt;br /&gt;if you're looking for it&lt;br /&gt;won't come your way&lt;br /&gt;well you'll never find it&lt;br /&gt;if you're looking for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should've done something but I've done it enough&lt;br /&gt;by the way your hands were shaking&lt;br /&gt;rather waste some time with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you never would have thought in the end&lt;br /&gt;how amazing it feels just to live again&lt;br /&gt;it's a feeling that you cannot miss&lt;br /&gt;it burns a hole through everyone that feels it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well you're never gonna find it&lt;br /&gt;if you're looking for it&lt;br /&gt;won't come your way&lt;br /&gt;well you'll never find it&lt;br /&gt;if you're looking for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should've done something but I've done it enough&lt;br /&gt;by the way your hands were shaking&lt;br /&gt;rather waste some time with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should've said something but I've said it enough&lt;br /&gt;by the way my words were faded&lt;br /&gt;rather waste some time with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waste some time with you&lt;br /&gt;waste some time with you&lt;br /&gt;waste some time with you&lt;br /&gt;waste some time with you&lt;br /&gt;waste some time with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should've done something but I've done it enough&lt;br /&gt;by the way your hands were shaking&lt;br /&gt;rather waste my time with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should've said something but I've said it enough&lt;br /&gt;by the way my words were faded&lt;br /&gt;rather waste my time with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should've done something but I've done it enough&lt;br /&gt;by the way my hands were shaking&lt;br /&gt;rather waste some time with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waste some time with you&lt;br /&gt;waste some time with you&lt;br /&gt;waste some time with you&lt;br /&gt;waste some time with you&lt;br /&gt;waste some time with you&lt;br /&gt;waste some time with you&lt;br /&gt;waste some time with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[whispering:]&lt;br /&gt;should've done something but I've done it enough&lt;br /&gt;by the way your hands were shaking&lt;br /&gt;rather waste some time with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-112326030064529232?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112326030064529232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=112326030064529232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112326030064529232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112326030064529232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/08/blue-and-yellow.html' title='blue and yellow'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-112179935727098303</id><published>2005-07-19T14:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T14:55:57.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Vintage</title><content type='html'>So, the name will stay the same. The general concensus (as per my comments) is that only Trevor cares. That being said, the poo flinging will continue :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have come to a point in my 'summer vacation' that i would like to note. Specifically the fact that school is going very good and that work is also going fairly well. Turns out I have a thing for this girl, she's pretty confusing sometimes... but when you get all the layers off everything makes sense, Her name is Biology and I be tappin' dat shit allllll night long.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*adjusts throat* Erm, all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 30th of July I'll be ever-so happily heading up to Toronto for the 9th edition prerelease... the release before the release... so doesn't that make it the release release? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had more time to do stuff, there are so many things I'd like to go and see and do and experience and and and... well life has become such a melon during the week. My day starts at 7 and ends at 6:30... then i have to usually be at home for 10:30-11 for the next day. I'll survive though, only two more weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also decided that I need to go to the loop or something. But when I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then the previously stated I'm enjoying the summer for the most part. Weekends are good, friends are good, vampire is fun as hell and I think i'm getting the hang of this storyteller stuff. I'd like to try out Requiem sometime, but after this campaign is over. I'd like to be a player in it, to be honest :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julien: If you can read this, you're already dead..&lt;br /&gt;Magdelina: If I can burn it, burst it or shoot it... I'll make someone else fix it.&lt;br /&gt;Doc: Sometimes it's good to just let go and feel.&lt;br /&gt;Jester: Act first, think later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-112179935727098303?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112179935727098303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=112179935727098303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112179935727098303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112179935727098303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/07/recent-vintage.html' title='Recent Vintage'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-112086057924893798</id><published>2005-07-08T18:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T18:09:39.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Teh Monkey? Insulting people?</title><content type='html'>Due to a response I recieved from my good buddy Trevor it has come to my attention that the title of my blog might offend some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will gladly change it, if that's the case... but I in no way meant to insult anyone :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish a vote of yay or nay against the banner of Who Flung Poo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The alternate title shall be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Malaciously Mastocating Monkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or something with equal alliteration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-112086057924893798?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://socr.uwindsor.ca/~childs1/' title='Teh Monkey? 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Insulting people?'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-112050664079905369</id><published>2005-07-04T15:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T15:50:40.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*scared face*</title><content type='html'>I start... school... tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone hold me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-112050664079905369?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112050664079905369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=112050664079905369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112050664079905369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112050664079905369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/07/scared-face.html' title='*scared face*'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-112048409867030193</id><published>2005-07-04T09:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T09:34:58.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blind Bats and the Elephant: Thereallycheapmetaphorfornonobjectivereality.</title><content type='html'>Once upon a Time, there were seven blind bats. Or 13... I forget. Anyway, they were a bit hungry for fresh blood, becasue they were vampire blind bats, so they looked around for something to bite. Except they couldn't look around, as they were blind, which you should have realized already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But their unerringly keen senses of smell led them to a plump, juicy, blood-filled elephant -- which in this story stands for all reality. Got it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gangrel bat bumped into the tail and said, Aha! This elephant is really a twitching animal! That is what I shall become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Brujah broke his fangs trying to bite the hoof said, Aha! The elephant is like a hard, stony, insensate pestle that crushes all beneath it with pitiless abandon! That is what I shall become!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nosferatu flew into the elephant's butt and said, Aha! The elephant is really a wrinkled, stinky, puckered, desiccated mass that lives in a dank cave! That is what I shall become!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tremere bit the head and said, Aha! The elephant is really a puny little brain struggling to control a vast and powerful body! That is what I shall become!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ventrue felt the legs, and Aha! The elephant is really a powerful, upstanding pillar that can bear all weight with strength, but with very little suppleness or resilience! That is what I shall become!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Toreador felt the trunk and mouth and said, Aha! The elephant is really a great, firm shaft or a warm moist hole! That is what I shall become!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Malakavian bat, blinder than all the rest, swooped down and managed to miss the entire elephant. Aha! said the benighted Malkavian, as it flapped past. The others are making a huge fuss over an elephant that is really a big lot of nothing! Well, that is what I shall become!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I say to you, flap on!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-112048409867030193?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112048409867030193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=112048409867030193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112048409867030193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112048409867030193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/07/blind-bats-and-elephant.html' title='The Blind Bats and the Elephant: Thereallycheapmetaphorfornonobjectivereality.'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-112015852863274871</id><published>2005-06-30T15:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T15:08:48.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Better not pout...</title><content type='html'>Better not cry...&lt;br /&gt;Better not shout...&lt;br /&gt;I'm tellin' you why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCRATCH FURY THE DESTROYER OF WORLDS IS COME!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture soon to be posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-112015852863274871?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112015852863274871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=112015852863274871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112015852863274871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112015852863274871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/06/better-not-pout.html' title='Better not pout...'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9001260.post-112006156644860069</id><published>2005-06-29T11:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T08:29:01.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First post... yarr</title><content type='html'>So, it's been quite the hectic week or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working full time at my lovely summer employment place type thingy. I'm a DBA (Database Administrator) for Integris Metals, which in essence means that I fuck around on the interweb a lot and do repetitive work in Microsoft Access. I've also been spending a fair amount of time with my friends as of late which is good fun. They got me to start a Vampire: The Masquerade game (more on that later) and just been having an all together good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is the start of my month of hell. I'm taking a biology class full time from 8:30 till 1:40 everyday, then I work from 2:30 to 6:30 afterwards, should be a good time if I survive it with my sanity intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car also fucked up royaly, something about the radiator and gremlins... the short of the story is that I now have a 889$ repair bill sitting on my lap. I have the money in savings so its not really the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figure I should probably mention why this actually exists now. Amanda poiniently asked me yesterday whether or not I had a blog. I replied in a smug voice, "No, the people who need to know stuff about me already know it... more oft then naught." and I was satisfied with that answer until this morning when I got to thinking. "Isn't writing a sort of theraputic thing, in the sense that I can get all my ideas out on this little virtual sheet of paper and let my friends into the tiny reprive that is my mind?" The survey says yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whilst working at Integris I decided to dance into the world of blogging. Sounds like fun to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;random&gt;-Interject-&lt;br /&gt;You know sometimes I feel like people just put up with me. As in they don't particularly enjoy my company but they still keep me around because i'm another person to do stuff with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/random&gt;-/interject-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the note of my Vampire game that i'm running. I'm having a fucking blast. I didn't think I'd enjoy taking to the Storyteller aspect of the pen and paper gaming world. I always thought it was too much work or that I wouldn't enjoy knowing all the plot lines... the answer is simple.&lt;br /&gt;I love it. I love the look on the players faces when I do something they don't expect. I love the fact that no one really knows for sure what's going on in my game. I love the fact that they actually enjoy my game even though there isn't much combat. I love the fact that I get to spend time with my friends and run the show for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then that things have been pretty uneventful. Ah well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9001260-112006156644860069?l=tehmonkey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/feeds/112006156644860069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9001260&amp;postID=112006156644860069&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112006156644860069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9001260/posts/default/112006156644860069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehmonkey.blogspot.com/2005/06/first-post-yarr.html' title='First post... yarr'/><author><name>tehmonkey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02120373719130777888</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
