<?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-3092242</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:04:12.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mmmadam</title><subtitle type='html'>adam's blog...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</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>335</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-80288036</id><published>2002-08-15T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-15T12:39:49.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thursday..  I just woke up and James has gone to work.  I was able to get some shuteye.  Anyways, Yest. Vic and I went out to eat at this Jap. curry place...  It was really good.....  but then again i was really hungry.  butt i was happy about the amount of food i received for $8.  from there we got some juiceclub and vic bought me a lemon tart thing from there.  We went to see the new austin Powers movie.... it was pretty good.  anyhow, right now i am just chillen, waiting for vic to come by after he looks at apartments.  right now i am everyone's bitch but they are taking care of me.  It is funny thou.  I just get passed from one friend to the other.  The weird thing about it is that they are so cool and tolerant of it.... like its no big deal and that is very cool.  Anyways, i would like to say thanks for their hospitality.  I hope to be heading down later 2day.  i need to get back to sd and collect some rent, change my clothes, and just chill in more familar surroundings.   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-80288036?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/80288036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/80288036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_08_11_archive.html#80288036' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-80246718</id><published>2002-08-14T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-14T14:20:13.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoa...  blogging once again.  I am at Victor's house right now.  He is at work and i'm chillen here.  I am just doing research and stuff like that on the wonderful internet.  Geeh, this is the best tool ever.... i miss having all the info at my fingertips.  Anyhow,  i think i am fairly caught up and was able to scroll through some sites.  What is new?  Well that is a really loaded question.  I guess a lot has occurred but you really can't remember everything and no matter what i'll leave out something that was truely eventful.  Like last time i failed to mention that my sister was in town for the whole week....  Well, that is not entirely my fault i guess.......  she was around but my friend stole her from me... hehe,  J/k Anyhow,  Well, that fucker still has my car and that is a whole other story....  it is a rather unpleasant one for me to talk about...  All i kno is i am looking forward to getting it back and i plan to be heavily compensated for the bullshit.  Oh my backyard project is underway....  i shipped in some slab slates and am growing moss between the rocks....  going to plant flowers and plants soon....    I've been working out a lot.  I had a preliminary test for the police academy.   I passed and now i just wait til they call me.  I won't here anything until sept. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-80246718?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/80246718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/80246718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_08_11_archive.html#80246718' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-78855890</id><published>2002-07-12T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-12T01:24:54.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my!!!!!!!!!!!!!  I haven't blogged in forever.  I am surprised people still visit considering how long its been.  Anyhow, i'll update.  I ended up moving into my place a week or so early.  Ever since the moving day i have never blogged.  I have no computer and no access to the internet.  So, i have pretty much resigned from the blogging world and the internet world.  Anyhow, i have spent lots of time and  money on the house.  I spent time on painting and decorating my place.  A lot of furniture shopping.... yada yada.  So its been a lot of house stuff.  For a couple of weeks i had no cable and i was extremely productive... i read 3 books and was always busy doing something.  Anyhow, we got dish tv a few weeks ago.....and my tennant hooked it up with all the channels with some chip.  Oh i have 2 tennants and they are pretty cool, no problems as of yet.  right now i am focusing on my backyard and doing some landscaping.  In a nut shell i have been wrapped up with house stuff.  I will try and blog when i can..... i guess that means when i am at hong's house again.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-78855890?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/78855890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/78855890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_07_07_archive.html#78855890' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-77177090</id><published>2002-05-31T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-31T02:03:17.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright finally have a moving date June 14, 2002.  That is the day that i move out.  Actually i may move in b4 then but that is the latest day.  still looking for roommates...  So, if u know anyone let me know.... but hurry becasue i need them pronto.  Things are falling into place slowly and a lot still has to be done. (hey,  same scenero with my car)  But i'm preparing.  Hopeing that my furnishing comes along swiftly along with all those other essentials.  blah blah blah  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-77177090?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/77177090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/77177090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_26_archive.html#77177090' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-77176940</id><published>2002-05-31T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-31T01:53:55.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thurs.  A rather tired day.  i spent the whole day dragging along.  Cleaned my room a little.  Did some other errands.  Got my haircut finally.. boy i was long over due.  Oh did some offroading in the rental....  it was fun.  Also, got a little drifting practice in.  yup wearing that car out.  should have gone to the gym but like i said it was a tired day and i ended up falling asleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-77176940?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/77176940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/77176940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_26_archive.html#77176940' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-77176873</id><published>2002-05-31T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-31T01:48:33.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wed.  preoccupied the whole day.  Went to the gym late in the evening.  tried to get my workout but was interrupted by 2 phonecalls.  I am not complaining it was nice to have people calling me at the late hour.....  it is nice to know people are thinking about u..... no matter what time it is, especially when it is late.  Anyhow, by the time i got off the phone it was even later and i wanted to get out and into bed.  I was laready tired from the day's activities.  So, i blasted my workout in 20 minutes.  i just supersetted until i was totally pumped and unable to move.  Returned home and showered up.  I also cleaned up my chinchilla's cage and earlier i got him more food fromm the chinchilla ranch.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-77176873?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/77176873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/77176873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_26_archive.html#77176873' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-77176732</id><published>2002-05-31T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-31T01:40:09.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tues.  switched cars with Jacie.  I gave him back his truck and he gave me back my rental.  So, yeah!!!  NOw i can have fun with the rental again.  We went to Spagehettii Factory and had an early dinner.  Went home from there.  Chillen for a tad and Jon calls me.  So, i head down to Oscars in carmel mountain.  we eat and roll over to hong's.  Jon and i chatted and cleared up all the turmoil.  Sat around and watched hong, victor and jon play starcraft for over 3 hours.  I finally gave up on them and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-77176732?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/77176732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/77176732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_26_archive.html#77176732' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-77057453</id><published>2002-05-28T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-28T02:49:39.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't know what else i can write....  it was just really insulting.  I feel that the behaviors have become a trend...  I figure there is nothing else i can do but express my hostility.  Hopefully, things can find a remedy and things get cleared up.  If there is any confusion or backlash, i do hope i get a phone call.  I just know i am angry and i'm trying to think of a constructive way of addressing this problem.  This method seems like the best way to introduce the issue.  I tend to get really overboard and this way i can get things out without yelling and cursing etc.  Anyhow, this unspecial invividual is ready for bed.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-77057453?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/77057453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/77057453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_26_archive.html#77057453' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-77057161</id><published>2002-05-28T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-28T02:55:07.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mon.  me and james had a pleasant day that was chill.  we looked for furniture and had good discussion.  Met up with the rest of the gang at green tea house.  James and i waited for them to make our drinks as the rest bailed to this sushi place.  For whatever reason it took them forever to make our stuff.  Well, we got to the restuarant.  everyone was already eating and we looked for a place to seat where our friends were.  Unfortunatly their was no room.  I asked about the food and inquried about its comparison to Katsu....  Also, suggested that we eat there sometime because its good.  Then this remark, comment comes out.  *********Well, that is all the way in san marcos, and no one lives up there, well at least no one special.************ ------------- 1st of all we travel all over the place.... not like downtown is close but we manage to go there to eat on occassions and i'm sure the distance is relatively the same.  I know from anyone's house san marcos is about 20min away.... downtown is about the same probably more. ---------- 2nd of all i live in San marcos.. so, ur wrong 1 person does live there. ---------- 3rd of all u say no one special lives there..... well, Fuck You then, i got ur message.  I guess i was just a fool to think u ( singular or plural ) were special enough for me to travel for...... not to mention travel all by myself because u can't wait 5 min.... but end up taking 10.  I attempt to set aside things that are very important to me (bouncing back from 2weeks off from the gym) in order to be with my friends , whom i regaurd as family, because they are so special to me....  But like i said i am the fool because u shited on me.  Inconsiderate, forgetful, unpuctual, disrespectful, and rude "friend" (s) who (m) think i am not special.   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-77057161?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/77057161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/77057161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_26_archive.html#77057161' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-77056953</id><published>2002-05-28T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-28T02:10:37.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sun.  geeh, i went to the gym and worked out my chest for the 1stt time in 3 weeks.  Earlier we went to the beach.... ate roberto's in torreypines....  Watched the dumb Kings allow the lakers to pull of the luckiest win.  Oh damn i'm getting these events and days mixed up.  Oh, well sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-77056953?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/77056953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/77056953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_26_archive.html#77056953' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-77056896</id><published>2002-05-28T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-28T02:06:18.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sat.  After last nite's fiasco i got up and got the day's tentive agenda when i woke up.  I was chillen earlier with harris, while we waited for Jacie.  We got some food and shopped around for cars.  For the first time i went into Pioneer Centers ( Porshe and Land Rover dealership).  We admired the twin turbo and i was shocked to see how much a convertable carriea costs. about 100 g's.   Headed to Claim jumpers.... we are all supposed to meet up there at 7.  I was shocked to find that no one else was there.  Where the hell is everyone?  James gets there at the exact time as me.... Hum?   How does this happen?  The 2 people who live the furthest away get there 1st?  anyhow, eventually people got there and we finally got a table.  Fun to bumb into the jocks...   Rb was in the house....  its been a while since i have seen some of them.  NOt to mention it is always a little odd seeing them outside of the gym.  well, the food was good of course.  After a little runniong around we end up at E street.  Had a good time as did most of us.  For whatever freaky reason i almost ate it.  I started the evening with 3 shots, right off the bat.  I had a slight buzz for over 1 1/2 hours.  Then i got this sudden feeling...  i felt gross.  Rapidly i got whoozie and things grow fuzzy as i get the worst tunnel vision ever.  i just saw james and reached my hand out to him.  Evidently i was going down.  I recall james asking me to walk forward and to keep my arm over his shoulder as he crutches me to the nearest table.  Man all i could do was try and put one foot infront of the other.... i could barely do that.  i couldn't even figure where i was going.  I just had faith that james wouldn't lead me into people or a wall because i could see nothing.  I sat and as soon as my butt hit the seat everything became clear again.  The extreme intoxication ended as suddenly as it had striked.  I was back to my little buzz and could function again.  Back to jon's.  ventured out to get some food and drinks but got backl to watch The Others and Mcholland Dr.  I had seen the others b4 and loved it and was glad to see it again.  However, that other movie was horribly confusing....i hated it, it made no sense and i don't care what it was supposed to mean....  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-77056896?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/77056896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/77056896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_26_archive.html#77056896' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-77056594</id><published>2002-05-28T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-28T02:35:54.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fri.  Oh this was a rough day.  Had a awful day at the shop.  Basically, got pissed that my car was still there.  Got into it with a few people expressing my frustration.  Had a few friends who also work there intervien.  Jacie even gave me a call and calmed me down.  Anyhow, i recall traveling to PQ and exchanging cars with Jacie.  I got his lame truck but it is turbo.  So, i have a little fun listening to it spool up, boost and blow off.....  but other than that it is just a lousy truck.  Tried and Tried to met up with everyone b4 they departed from Hong's house.  But they were unable to wait 5 min for me and demanded that they had to leave that very second.  I try and try to get them to wait for 5 min So, i don't have to drive to gaslamp by myself.  Well, they refused and said they were leaving and that i need to meet them at ole madrid.  So, no more rush for me....  I sit in the Jacie's driveway for at least 10 min. b4 i leave.  Somehow don't ask me how but i end up at gaslamp b4 the guys.  Hummmm?  how the hell does that happen?  geeh, i suppose they didn't leave when they said they were and it ends up that i had plenty of time to meet them at hong's......  but they insist differently.  blah blah  Oh did i mention that i asked them to call me b4 anything happens and be sure to give me 20 min. notice so i can make the trip down.  I even tried calling them but couldn't get through.  Well, thanks for all the consideration.  At the club i loosened up slowely.  I got to hand it to hong again..... that boy can dance.  Hongshin can dance better than i can lift (lifting weight at the gym).  For what ever reason the evening took a turn when i just admired how hong macked on this girl..... it was like watching James Bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-77056594?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/77056594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/77056594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_26_archive.html#77056594' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76918196</id><published>2002-05-24T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-24T02:58:26.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wed.  Replay of yest.  Jacie woke me up again and i headed to the shop.  I did get that rental.  Ended up getting a Saturn and it is much better than that focus.  MUCH BETTER  Bounced around the whole day with Jacie and harris doing random errands and things.  not a whole lot happened.  I was going to return some jeans at Nordy's that i had gotten yest.  I was in a hurry and just grapped some but i need to get different sizes.  Oh my gosh the last few days i have eaten so much damn sushi.  I am going to turn into a salmon roll.  yesterday it was Katsu as ussual in San Marcos and 2day it was Bamboo hut in Mira Mesa.  I saw another Mini Cooper and it was RHD but was not for sale.....DAMN IT, i gotta keep my eyes open for a RHD mini.  Most importantly i need to locate a cheap CHEAP ASS motor for my M3.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76918196?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76918196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76918196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76918196' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76918096</id><published>2002-05-24T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-24T02:49:54.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wed.  normal crap mainly.  I had a plain day that was rather routine.  Jacie woke me up and had me come over to the shop to chill.  I am going to swap cars with jacie this weekend.  He needs a rental and none are available.... So, he is lending me his truck and i'm giving him my rental.  However, my focus was in really poor condition and was unlikely to make the trip up north. HAHA, so the car torn up and it only took me 5 days to destroy it.  Anyhow, i tried to get an exchange but they had no cars at the time.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76918096?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76918096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76918096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76918096' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76833055</id><published>2002-05-22T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-22T01:01:15.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tues.  did a lot of shopping.  Started off by heading to the RB costco.  I got my pots and pans.....  i am truely pathetic i did pay extra for the copper ones.  I also got some little things.  the selection is much better at Rb than San Marcos.  I also saw that leather recliner that james and i spotted a while back....  It is so nice....  3 bills.  hum maybe i'll get it but i'll have to wait til i move 1st.  Went to sportsmart to find a lifting belt.  Then i headed to hong's to find him playing starcraft.  we went to ikea again....  Once again i got nothing but i spotted the glasses i'm going to get.  I almost bought them but figured they may break and i should just wait til i move in.  Still having a hard time decideing on what dishes to get.  With that done i went to Home depot and got some chain and some rings for my weight belt... Now i can do weighted chin ups anytime i want.  Went to Petco and got some bedding for my chinchilla and some food for Pongi.  Headed home and watched smalleville and then went to the gym.  Using my belt and it worked well.  Came home feed my fish and stepped into the kitchen and flicked the light.  I see this thing dash out of sight.  I thought it may be a squirell, rabbit or something of the sort that must have gotten in.  I tried to find it but i couldn't.  As immpossible as it seemed i decided to check on my chinchilla... it wasn't in its cage.  So, it was my chinchilla it got out somehow.  Anyhow, he ran upstairs and ended up being under a bed.  So, i tempted him out and held him for a little and put him back in his cage.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76833055?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76833055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76833055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76833055' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76832766</id><published>2002-05-22T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-22T00:45:28.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mon.  had a routine day.  Basic stuff.  However, i did drive a skyline 2day... and it was weird.  Geeh, right-hand drive is a trip.  Anyways, Jacie turned up the boost and the car is fast.  We were making some quick ass passes.  Acceleration was powerful......head jerking back with every shift.  It was the fastest i have gone in a car.  JC guesses his car was making low low ass 12's passes possibly breaking in the 11's.  Whatever it was sick..... after the 9 or so passes i had a fat smile.  That was the day.  went to the gym.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76832766?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76832766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76832766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76832766' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76751298</id><published>2002-05-20T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-20T01:37:20.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sun.  i did jack.  Sat on my butt.  I ventured out to walmart to get some little batteries for my planner thing and to pick up some other ammenities.  I should have picked up a snack..... i'm hungry.  That was about it.  I worked out for 23 minutes.  I didn't want to over do it.  that is a pathetic train of thought.  Its not that bad........it was my arm day and i don't like arm day.   Besides my arms don't need a whole lot to get them pumped up not to mention after a 2 week layoff.  To my defense i was feeling a little sick.  Nuff blogging i got to head to the grocery store.....  i'm hungry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76751298?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76751298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76751298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76751298' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76751112</id><published>2002-05-20T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-20T01:25:16.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>opps i forgot to mention the other stuff that happened on sat.   I got caught up in my shoes....  hehe, picked up james and headed to ikea....  We met hong and lynn there.  geeh that place is an overload.  Too much to decide on.  I got nothing.  Next time i need to bring a notepad.  After a not so brief stop at Octupuss Garden we went back to Jame's house.  Chilled and chilled.  Picked up jon and went to fashion valley.  We were prepared to watch Starwars at 12:15 a.m.  The movie was what i expected...... another piece to the storyline that is star wars...  Only one more piece until the puzzle is complete and we can see the whole storyline....  the movie was entertaining and a lot better than spiderman.  I was thankful that Jar Jar BInks was held to a minimum role.  The suspense of yoda was finally revealed as the audience gets to see him battle.  blah blah... One scene is going to stick out for the likes of Jon.  Yes it was the distracting nipples of the queen.... which were blazing through her white top.  hehe, must have been a dream to JOn.  lol &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76751112?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76751112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76751112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76751112' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76750937</id><published>2002-05-20T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-20T01:14:43.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sat.  I tried to start the day off early but failed.  I was seeking someone to accompany me while i go shopping for crap.  Anyhow, i ended up going to the mall and searched for silverware.  While i tried to make up my mind on which styles i liked, james was on his way down from irvine.  I was unable to decide which silverware was the best bargain.  I ate a little snack at hot dog on a stick.  Killing more time until James made it all the way down, i strolled around the mall.  I headed into foot action...  i immediatly hooned in on the Jordans as i always do.  Oh my, they are actually on sale.... unlike last times fluke sale of One cent off..... this time they were $50 off.  Wanted to try them on i asked for a 10 but they had none....  Notthing in either style (blue or Black) in a size close to mine.  They had a 8 and a 13.  So, i quickly left a little disappointed they didn't have my size.  Later on i walk into Foot locker..... what do u know they are on sale there too.  So, i ask what do they got? the closest they got was a 9 1/2...  So they brought it out.  I tired them on and they are nice.  So the dileberation begins.... $150 for a pair of shoesthat will never see the basketball courts.  Not to mention i rather have gotten a size 10.  So, i have to rationalize such a purchase........  I really like Jordan.....nah that is not going to cut it.  Alright i figure i would pay $30 for the aluminum case the shoes come in.  To my surprise the salesman corrects me and tells me the actual value of the box is $50.  Well, that means i'm spending $100 to $120 for the sneakers, depending on what value u give the box.  I guess you can also calculate the CD-Rom and Magazine that also comes with the shoes.  Well, i guess it calculates to an alright purchase and if u factor in my love for Jordan stuff it is a reallly bareable purchase for me.  Anyhow, if u see me pimping around in my sneaks u can see first hand how an icon get convince a consumer to buy overpriced shoes.  Geeh, i am a sucker....  but i am aware of this, does that still mean i am a sucker?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76750937?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76750937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76750937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76750937' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76735788</id><published>2002-05-19T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-19T16:07:17.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fri.  hum i just waited to seewhat might develope for this friday evening.  Basically passed up clubbing at PB Bar and Grill with patrick and his friends to hang out with Jon.  I would have liked to have gone out with the guys again, since i had such a great time last week but Pb just felt like a bad idea.  Oh well no biggie there is always next week.  Anyhow, i finally saw jon..... he has been back in the states for a week.   My first immpression is dang Jon is really fuzzy.  He has hair and stuff on his chin.  HAHA   Well, we just chilled....  we played some video games...  BLah BLha blah...  same o same o times...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76735788?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76735788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76735788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76735788' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76653177</id><published>2002-05-17T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-17T03:21:35.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thur.  O man...... Starwars Episode 2 came out 2day.  Damn it.....   I wanted to see it right away but i'm going to wait.  I would have liked to see it with Jon but he was undder going surgery.  Well, get better soon Jon.  chilled and chilled 2day.  I did get a rental finally..... i got a focus.... oh boy, its time to tear up the car.  Stopped by the shop after hours and caught up with the guys.  They stayed after for a while until they finished this eclipse.  Afterwards, we went to IHOP.  Homeward bound to change into my gym clothes.  Gym was fun but i was hoping that i would have gotten there earlier.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76653177?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76653177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76653177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76653177' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76627554</id><published>2002-05-16T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-16T11:18:23.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wed.  well, another day gone by... but thankfully it didn't just blow by like many so often do.  I was awoken at 9:30 by patrick. He was getting me up so i can head to campus for this festival thing.  Basically they were organizing this event for a new club they formed.  Anyhow, i don't really know a whole lot about the club but i know it is Asian Pacific School Society....  My job was to come and help out....  I modeled this Chinese vest and escorted the girls down the runway.....(for the fashion show portion)  There was food and music.  We had a crowd of people who were entertained during their normally boring lunch hour......   Don't be mistaken this was not just an hour ordeal but a whole afternoon thing.  Anyhow, they had some dancers and this one girl sang.  She sang well but was a slaught.  her outfit was so trampy... geeh, it is sad that now adays u can't just succeed in the music buisness by solely selling music.  Its about the image and sex appeal.  Anyhow, she was sexy but that is besides the point.  The point is if she were ugly no one would really care and it would be twice as hard for to make it.   I don't know thou, she sang damn good but i was turned of by her stripper type look.....(not to say she didn't look as good as she sounded)  nuff said about that.....     I tried to get a rental car again.  This time i got a good rate but they didn't have anything available at the moment... the lady said she would call me if something comes in that evening or 2mmorrow.   So, i am waiting and hoping something comes in.  Oh great news, i went to the gym....  Boy o Boy it feels great.  Man a week of this and i'll feel like a new man.  after 2 weeks off i felt like shit but with a little color (from the sunny days we have had lately) i looked better than i did 2 weeks ago....  Now with my muscle memory and well rested body i'll get pumped rather quickly.....   I may even begin to feel less insecure about my body.   I know no one will believe it but i actually find it increasingly uncomfortable to shed the shirt.  geeh, i guess i have been telling myself that i need to improve for so long, i am emmbarrassed that i am the way i look instead of what i think i should look like.    Is this what girls are always going through?  You know that girl who is fine but complains about her weight.... nit picks that one ounce of fat or wishes for a larger cup size?  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76627554?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76627554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76627554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76627554' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76626734</id><published>2002-05-16T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-16T10:56:03.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tues.  Well not a whole lot happened.  i attempted to get a rental but they had already closed.  Nothing else happened. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76626734?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76626734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76626734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76626734' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76566388</id><published>2002-05-14T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-14T22:14:05.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The big bummer is that I have yet to hang out with Jon.  or anyone for that matter.  I'm the loner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76566388?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76566388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76566388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76566388' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76566343</id><published>2002-05-14T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-14T22:12:37.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mon.  Was an interesting day, i guess.  saw jacie and chilled mainly....  Had to referee a little tiff between this couple...  I lost the keys to the truck and had to hitch a ride home.  I really wanted to go to the gym but i no longer had a car.  Damn i haven't worked out in a almost 2 weeks.  man i feel like shit.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76566343?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76566343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76566343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76566343' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76566232</id><published>2002-05-14T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-14T22:09:52.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sun.  A lazy day.  Just trying to get back on track.  JamesT came down... we set up his new office and went to the movies.  We watched Spiderman.  Hey it was not that badd.  It was entertaining even though it was predictable....(comic book reader)  I thought Spidey's outfit was pretty cool but the green goblin's mask was a bit lame if u ask me.  that was the day.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76566232?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76566232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76566232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76566232' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76455450</id><published>2002-05-12T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-12T02:55:03.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people!  I need u guys to leave some comment s every once in a while so i know i ain't blogging for nothing.  it is a lot more motivating with some feedback.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76455450?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76455450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76455450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76455450' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76455114</id><published>2002-05-12T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-12T02:47:47.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Warning... this is going to be rant about some cars.  Mainly about boost and my car.  I think a lot of u will just skip this entry and to be honest a lot of u should becasue u'll be clueless.  Anyhow, i would like to say i have become immerssed into my car..... 2 reasons for this rescent materialistic phase.  One is that Love broke me and i needed something to bring some life back into my life.... i needed something i could become passionate about and hopefully something that would take my breath away.  Second reason is i could not obtain the New M3 without a ton of grief and hassle.  So, my sister's advice was to do what ever it takes to get through this in one piece.  Alright, back to the car talk.  I was in the skyline again.  Jacie finally drove it hard for me... man, i was smiling so big.  That car is really fast and i love that boost.  I know that car is in that twin-turbo area.....  he is right in there.  Low 12's in the 1/4 mile.  His car accelerates really smooth... u can feel the force but it is not the whiplash u might expect.  I was already happy with it......knowing my car was going to be in this area too.  Jacie started to inform me that my car is going to be faster than his.  Mine is going to be really torquey and is going to leave our heads bobbing.  However, jacie has plans for his car too, which won't be stock for long....  Butt that just helps me visualize how my car is going to perform.  It is pretty certain that i will break off TTporshes...  Jacie is certain my car is going to be a 11 second car hitting those high 11's.  Hey, that is going to be pretty crazy and lots of fun.  i can't wait to be mashed into my seats by the g's of acceleration.  and having my head whip around as i switch gears.  All i can say is the skyline is wow!!  it performs with a Twin-Turbo Porshe what else do u need to say.  My car however is going to be quiet a thing, too.  I'll have quicker times with the brut torque, which i would guess, similar to a viper's torque.  I wouldn't know for sure but Shin would cause he has driven one b4.  Blah blah...  Anyhow, tangent is over.  I want to discuss my new daydream.  I have to wait but when i get picked up as a Police Officer i got some plans.  I want to get another car.  What car?  I want the old Mini Cooper.  Yes, the old ass one.  I saw one a month back on the freeway and i still think about it.  That car was so tight.  It is just a go-cart.  Alright, my plan is to get a ran-down one with minimul rust...  I figure i can get one for a few g's.  My next step would be to get it repainted.... So, another G.   The next mandortory thing would be to replace the whole motor and trannie.  I would just get a type R motor...  those are easy to obtain and are really cheap for the whole set up.. Basically doing this becasue of maintainece and accessiblitly of parts.  I mean who want s to rebulid that old techno engine and deal with all that crap.   figure another 5 g's.  Bam!!!! I got a 12 second go-cart that i can drive on the freeway.  Oh did i mention its lefthand drive.  Yeah that is tight.  Man o Man that would be sweet ass ride that would be realiable and natuarlly  asprirated.  I guess u can throw a few more g's on top of that for other things to set the ride off.. Radio, brakes, wheels and seats that crap.  So, u figure around 13 or so G's for a 12 second car that is truely unique with its left hand drive and go-cart handling.  That sounds better to me than spending 20G's on the new one which is soon to be everywhere and really slow.  I am just wild about that left hand drive..... i just enjoy it more and more... everytime i ride in the skyline it increases.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76455114?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76455114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76455114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76455114' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76454478</id><published>2002-05-12T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-12T01:39:21.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sat.  oh boy i'm tired.  woke up at 12ish.  Patrick called and wanted me to meet him at school (CSUSM).  He is doing this show for asian culture.  I brought him a Korean outfit...  i was there for just 15 min. but he was able to bind me to do some modleing for the show this wed.  I told him to just call me an hour b4 the thing.  From the school i headed to JAcie's house.  We chilled b4 we were to head to a family function.(baby shower)  Basically we just straightened up a lot of his crap.  Rolled to target in the skyline... we had to get a gift.  Finally got our grub on.  ate a lot and ate again b4 we left.  It was nice seeing the family....  i have been noticeably absent from a lot of the family functions.  hadn't seen them in nearly 8 months.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76454478?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76454478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76454478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76454478' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76454059</id><published>2002-05-12T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-12T01:11:53.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friday Evening  Jacie and James T ( James T is the james who is doing my turbo...  not James the wang)  went out to dinner as ussual.  Normal business, family talk.  Alot about cars and a lot of whinning by me.  Anyhow, we ate at Katsu which is a good place to eat....  sushi is yummy.  Blah Blah...  2day was a depressing day becasue i spent most of pissed off about my car.  However, it took a 180.  Katsu was very good and i got hooked up.  right after dinner my frined Patrick calls and is bouncing to gaslamp.  He was just around the corner so i ran over there becasue i have no ride.  We ended up going clubbing....  the club was not all that but i had a surprising great time.  I must admit i am a sour puss.  When i go out with my friends i am just a bitch because i love this girl and it isn't working out....  blah blah  Anyhow, i am just a huge bummer who doesn't exactely get involved while in a club i just withdrawl.  Butt i had a nice break through.  I don't know why or how but i had a n excellent time. To make things even stranger i didn't have one drink.... however i was loose and dancing and smiling...... Yes, smiling.... how often do i smile...  Not enough that is certain.  things are looking up....  I foresee more smiling in my future.  My car will be done eventually....  That will give me a huge freaken smile... i am relocating...more smiles.....   Should be getting closer to my career goals....  more smiling...  I'm going to be one gleeful motherf______.  Conclusion of this evening.  I was dd for these peps.  Man i had to work over time.  I had to carry 3 people.  One person we had to carry into his bed upstairs.  Geeh, i just met these guys that evening and i'm already babysitting them.  Hehe, its all good i had a great time.  I ended up going to bed around 5.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76454059?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76454059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76454059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76454059' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76453714</id><published>2002-05-12T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-12T00:51:43.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thurs and friday afternoon....  Checked up on the car and its non progress.  I continue to bitch and bitch about the lack of work being preformed.  To my huge surprise i actually get a thank you for being patient.  I was like, WTH all i do is bitch and ask about the time.  Anyhow, the manifolds are dope.  Things are moving along but barely.  My clutch is being engineered.   The company has my trannie, flywheel and clutch.  Jacie is running the north shop right now.  So, it has been nice having him up here.  We chill and chat throught the day.  I'm less bored with him at the shop.  I run errands for him and stuff like that.  It is all good.  The body shop is now running smoother, whichs is better for everyone.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76453714?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76453714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76453714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76453714' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76453616</id><published>2002-05-12T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-12T00:45:52.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Any how, i will update the week of events.  Wed. i went to the shop.  My mom left me the keys to the NastY truck.  Reluctant to even step into the gross thing.  I did hope into the deathtrap and transported myself to the shop.  The 1st day out of the house since mon.  Tues i felt a little sick and it was really glumy.  Not much else i just chilled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76453616?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76453616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76453616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76453616' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76453533</id><published>2002-05-12T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-12T00:40:57.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HUmm i haven't bothered to blog... Why? well i tell u.  People are not reading.  I know most people are like me and are passive about blogs.  Normally we read them and just leave it at that.  I leave notes when the blog has something interesting that i can remark about.  However, i have had some descent blogs and no comments.  I havenot been blogging exclusviely about the gym.  This theory is further backed by the fact know one knows what is going on.  AIM people are surprised to hear that i am moving for an example,  Oh, well i will continue to blog but i have been a little less excited about the whole process.  Thank you to those that do comment and read my crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76453533?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76453533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76453533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76453533' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76295752</id><published>2002-05-07T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-07T23:41:23.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tues.  as u may have guessed today was a rather boring day.  The weather really sucked and really sucked the life out of the day b4 it even started.  I spent the whole day inside....  gosh, i didn't step outside the house even for a second.  Geeh, that is kinda pathetic....  I'm a hermit.  But good news.....  JOn is due back..  yeah!!!  anyhow, i was productive 2day.  I started and finished three loads of laundry.  One of the loads was all those towels i got yest.  Actually, it was not that productive because that is the only thing i did.  It felt like i did more 2day.... guess i was wrong.  oh well, at least i did something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76295752?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76295752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76295752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_05_archive.html#76295752' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76295627</id><published>2002-05-07T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-07T23:34:49.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mon.  I went to the shop and dropped off my car.  I chilled there for a long time.  They took my car apart.  I was bored and decided i wanted to do some stripping while they do the hard stuff.  What can i say i was bored.  My exhaust manifolds were taken off and my trannie was dropped.  My flywheel and clutch were pulled out.  That was about all the progress that was made.  I chilled and ended up catching a ride to KFC and had lunch.  Later i fetched a ride and went to Costco.  I searched for stuff for my place.  They didn't have a whole lot that i liked.  The silverware, pots, pans and glasses were not that great looking.  They had a nice fridge that seemed well priced.  I ended up getting some bath towels and little towels for the bathroom.  That was all i got but hey its one item off my list.  Went out to dinner with james and talked our normal talks about the shop, business and other stuff.  spent the rest of the evening chillen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76295627?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76295627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76295627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_05_archive.html#76295627' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76213288</id><published>2002-05-06T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-07T23:21:57.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh check this out.   I'm driving my car.  James is with me and we are picking up his brother, &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76213288?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76213288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76213288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_05_archive.html#76213288' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76213084</id><published>2002-05-06T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-06T01:20:52.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright my moving date is set... I will be relocating to the MIra Mesa area....  ( nice and developing area of mira mesa)  for the purpose of massive convience.  The period is the first week of July....  So that is great news and i'm stocked.  NOw i have to search for proper roommates.  Also, am preparing for the new place by shopping for crap.  I think most of the stuff i want to get will have to wait until i move in but there are a lot of little things i can get now.   I can just store them away in my closet or garage.  Stuff like: silverware,  plates, pots &amp; pans, towels, rugs, stuff like that.  The major things will have to wait:  refridgerator, sofa, coffee table and what ever else.  Well, it may take a little time b4 it is furnitished completely but i'll be alright.  All that willl come in time and knowing how impatient i am it won't be too much time.  I just need to find roommates..... dagh, it is like playing matchmaker.... 1st i got to make sure i can get along with them 2nd got to make sure they get along with the other roomies 3rd they have to be realiable and trustworthy   those are the main 3 but there has to be other factors that are important to not overlook.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76213084?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76213084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76213084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_05_archive.html#76213084' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76212889</id><published>2002-05-06T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-06T01:09:19.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sun.  woke up at 10:30 a.m.   I feel well rested.  Had lunch with my friend Gabe.  We just hung out for a little and did some catching up.  Also, stopped by a furniture store that was having a clearance sell.   He left to meet up with his girl.  James swung by shortly after gabe left.  Headed down with james to his place.  I tagged around on his errands.  We went to 2 fish stores asking questions.  Headed to the fashion valley to attempt to pick up some shoes for Julie.  After waiting and 15 minutes of confusion.... the store finally found the damn shoes.  Back to jame's house.......chilled.  went to juice club and ate at CPK.  Chilled and picked up mike who was studying at a friend's house.  Bout it.  Hey Micheal Wang is having his driving test mon.... Good Luck!!!!    &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76212889?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76212889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76212889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_05_archive.html#76212889' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76212794</id><published>2002-05-06T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-06T01:02:13.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sat.  Started extremely early....  Actually it was just a continuation of friday nite.  Around 3a.m. i was still on the net and about to fall asleep.  All of a sudden i get an IM from hong and he invites me to go fishing.  Well, of course i will not like i have anything going on.  So, i woke my up from the dazed state and headed to hong's around 4:30 a.m.  Arrived to see hong engulfed in everyway into Starcraft.  I waited til the game was over and reluctantly waiting some more.... hong had to play another.  We left and headed to La Jolla...  on the road we realized i better get a fishing license.  so, we looked around for possible places that would be open.  Ended up going to the Harbor.  Anyhow, we finally got underway.  It was fun.  I was really tired.  Hong caught about 30 fish...  I on the other hand suck ass at fishing.  I caught a whopping 3 fish.  Oh well, that is still better than the 2 trips deepsea fishing.... not to mention a lot cheaper.  However, i did get a lot of bites but i suck.  In the meantime i was able to provide entertainment for hong....  apparently i am ridiculous at fishing and must be ammussing as hell.  I am easy to tease for sure.... Hey i would be teasing to if i caught a ton of fish and the guy 5 feet away from me catches 3.  It was exhausting and it really set in after a few hours of fishing. Noonish we headed back.  I jetted home and into the shower.  Cleaned up but barely alive.... my eyes were so tired.  I had to met James for a business lunch.  So, we chatted about car stuff but mainly gossipped.  Actually, i just sat and tried to stay awake.  Afterwards, i went home and finally went to bed after 48 hours of being awake.  I hit the sack around 6p.m and woke around 10p.m.  I ate and watched some tv.  Went back to bed around 2 a.m.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76212794?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76212794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76212794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_05_05_archive.html#76212794' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76148896</id><published>2002-05-04T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-04T01:17:46.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fri.  A rerun of yesterday..  well not exactly but nearly.  Went to the gym.  i have the major munchies.  Went to the shop for a brief hello.  Something different was Danny and Minh stopped by at different times for a really brief visit.  So, basically nothing happened today.  I hate going to the gym on friday nite.  It is too empty.....  i just find it too quiet for a normal workout.  I really have to be motivated to workout when it is that dead.  Besides, it's a friday nite.  I totally am announceing that i'm a loser with no life... because i have absolutly nothing else to do on a friday nite.  oh, well i know that is true but at least i am able to drag myself there and do something productive.  The other alternative for me is to sit at home and watch tv until my head bursts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76148896?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76148896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76148896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#76148896' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76148808</id><published>2002-05-04T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-04T01:11:10.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thurs.  Did?  what did i do.......  I went to the gym.  stopped by the grocery store late in the evening....needed something to munch on badly.  wish i could say more happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76148808?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76148808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76148808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#76148808' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76072935</id><published>2002-05-02T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-02T02:14:06.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wed.  Woke up and chatted with James..  just another turbo update...  i would go on like ussual but i have learned to say nothing until it is done.  Oh, i got my shipment.  I was rather happy.  I got my taillights and turn signals.  It was fun installing them.  Really, nothing ever seems to go as easily as it should... but 2day was a huge exception.  And a pleasant surprise.  Everything came off with ease and everything went on even easier.  Wow, a project that actually worked well.  Anyhow, i know it is an easy little project but all of them start like that but few end with ease.  Showered up and began my other project.  I did a real number on my chinchilla's home.  I totally cleaned it out.  I didn't just change the bedding but i sanitised the whole cage.  I also gave him a new layout and redecorated.  I made him another shelf... so he almost has 2 stories.  Anyhow, i put him back in his cage after i spent hours cleaning and creating the new layout.  I think he really apprecited the work.  He was courious and investegated all the differences, repeatedly.  He is so cute and now he was really happy.  He couldn't even sleep.  Normally he would be dead tired when i introduced him but he was living it up.  So, i feel happy that i was able to do something productive.  Next i counted up my piggy bank money.  It was a nice chump of change to say the least...  enough to pay for my clutch.  Layed around the remainder of the day and became increasingly lazy.  Somehow i did manage to get to the gym.  Now that is all over i'm ready for a little snack and some shut eye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76072935?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76072935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76072935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#76072935' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76072655</id><published>2002-05-02T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-02T01:46:47.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tues.  Chilled at home most of the day.  I missed my package for the second day in a row.  But today i missed the fedX guy by 20 min.   Oh well, i'm going to sign the release and leave it on the door, just in case i miss him again.  Um.....  Went to the shop for a little while.  Normal disappointment in the lack of progress.  However, talked a lot about my car and the new hang ups.  Looks like we are going a different route again on my ECU.....  We are now going the best route... which so happens to be the most expensive one.  I am getting a whole new ECU...  it is a laptop programmable ECU that also does the ignition....... ( similar to the Tech 3)  Butt it is a way better system and it is made in Germany.  I am also getting the self tuning chip that tunes itself with a micro degree.   Yeah, it is confusing to me too... but this is what it does.  blah blah..    Weird thing happened at the shop thou.  This girl is walking around and all of the sudden she pinches my right pec.... then she runs off like a little girl.  It was way weird...  She came back later and i just acted as if it never happened.  Its not like i'm interested..... so, i don't want to encourage it with attention.  Anyhow, it was flattering in a sense.  If only i really cared. Took a nap.... Jerm came over slightly after 9.  We headed to the shooting range.  We shot briefly for a 1/2 hour...  Earlier in the day i had gotten some ear muffs for shooting,  Now i don't have to use the range's ear muffs.  From there we came back to my house... Went to Pala... it was pretty nice.   it was my first time there.  i ended up playing the slots.  We left after a mere 1/2 hour of playing.  Jerm's friend Jason was not 21 and we got kicked out.  After that we went to denny's for a quick little bit.  Jerm entertained me with a little off roading by my house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76072655?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76072655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76072655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#76072655' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-76066782</id><published>2002-05-01T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-01T21:08:35.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-76066782?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76066782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/76066782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#76066782' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75995006</id><published>2002-04-30T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-30T02:20:13.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mon.  today was rather good to me.  After sat i deserve many good days.  Jerm and i spent the day together.  I headed down and he had to return a rental.  Well, we had a fun time returning the damn thing.  We drove seperatly and he let me drive the rental.  Boy o Boy did i do a number on that thing.  We cruised and i kept it in 2nd the whole time.  i kept pulling the E-brake.. It was so funny.  I started sweating, i was laughing so hard.  My stomach was cramping.  We drove side by side most of the way but i would smoke out the rear tires with the e brake.  Hilarous... We arrived at hertz and we ended up driving it around a few last times.  Besides we had to refill the gas tank.  Anyhow, i found a secluded area after some searching.... I was driving and i decide to really rip the E-brake  while going Straight.  the car ended up getting sideways and went up and over the sidewalk.  We hit the curb quite hard.  It was a real trip.  Iwas just afraid i had blown the tires or bent the wheels.  Anyhow, thanks to tall tires, high clearance front bumper and small rims there was no damage.  Well, at least no damage that u can see.  Jerm was just afraid we were going to hit one of the small trees.  Anyhow, it was a rush and we couldn't stop laughing.  We figured that was enough and we better get our gas and return it... while it was still in one piece.  Returned the car and headed to convoy.  We got some food and ran some errands.  Jerm had to fix his phones.  we ate korean BBQ and got some green tea house.  Drove back to jerm's and switched cars.  Left to the airport to pick up jerm's dad.  A lot of talking and listening.  Took a nap at Jerm's, we both passed out for an hour.  Woke up and ate some chinese with his parents.  It was cool and the food was just as good as the conversation.  What else did we do?  Oh we went to the living room to just chill mainly.  That was the day.  The highlight was all the laughing....  it was so great it hurt and made me tear.  oh yeah we also went to the gym.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75995006?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75995006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75995006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#75995006' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75994774</id><published>2002-04-30T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-30T02:05:24.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sun.  i did little 2day.  I vegged for the most part.  Jerm called to my surprised.  He was heading down and was going to be in town for a few days.  So, he stopped by and we chilled.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75994774?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75994774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75994774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#75994774' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75994737</id><published>2002-04-30T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-30T02:02:51.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sat.  A miracle!!!! i made it through that endless day.  I don't know how it happened and i never thought i would possible make it.  Got back to land.  Oh i love land.  I am a Land Lover, RRRRRR.   Man was not meant to cast off to sea... if we were we would have been adapted to the sea by God.  I think the fact that the waves are trying to throw us to shore is a sign.  The ocean doesn't want us.  I tell u friend the sea was angry.  Off the boat was a billion times better but things continued to rock.  Went home and showered up.  I fell asleep in my robe.  James woke me up around 10.  Headed down and we chilled.  Tried to get a hold of everyone but everyone was dead in bed.  We went to play some pool.  That is something we had not done in many many moons.  I ate a lot... Since i had bulimic the whole day i needed some nutrients.  I tireed eating but was unable to eat a lot.  I just had a small apetite.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75994737?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75994737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75994737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#75994737' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75994612</id><published>2002-04-30T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-30T01:55:54.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sat. continued... yes this day sucked.  I just slept and slept and hoped that the day would pass very fast.  I just wanted it all to end.  I cared less about fishing... i knew it was not going to happen and the only thing that i wanted was to get off the boat.  I spent few hours awake...  I found that opening my eyes or standing up made things worst for me.... So, i was basically out of commission.  the few moment i opened my eyes i saw people puking...  I figure i knew of 8 people who had puked... that is a lot of people... and those are only the ones i saw.   I did get up and puked a few more times.  Astonished again that i had anything else in my system...  My whole digestive system was sinking to the bottom of the sea.  I had the worst dry heaves.  Those hurt...  My body just went into violent convulsions.. I tried to fight my body and keep it from seizuring... i was anable to prevent my body's outburst.  I just kept heaving and nothing came out and my stomach really hurt... well, everything hurt.  I did manage to see some whales at one point.  Um, other than that nothing else happened for me on that boat.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75994612?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75994612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75994612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#75994612' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75994519</id><published>2002-04-30T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-30T01:48:06.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saturday  One of the worst experiences i've had.  it defenitly sucked!!!!  It was the worst 11 hours i have had in a long time.  Alright, we're on the boat.  Cruising for maybe an hour.  The water is really choppy.  I have no fear and get some food to eat.  After, another 4o min. past i start to feel the hint of uncomfort.  It is not a good sign... i'm feeling a little uncomfortable with all the rocking.  After another half an hour it is evident that i was going to get sea sick.  We had not even stopped to fish yet and i was feeling the onsets of sickness.  We finally stop after some 2 hours of cruising.  Everyone bounces to the decks to fish.  I lounge and hope i'll get better.  The water was just horrible and the boat was bouncing around like it were on a trampolene.  feeling really ill the lady kicks me out of the cabin.  I make it out onto the deck and heaved.  I turned into a firehouse... i puked with such velocity i could have estinguished a brush fire.  My stream of vomit was that of dumb witted comedy movie..  You know the ones that blow things out of proportion and are full of stupid humor.  Well, i have to admit it i was surprised but it is true.....vomit can come streamming out of the mouth is a highly intense spray.  Anyhow, i hurled twice and i had no idea i had that much to spu out.  I can't remember what else happened.  I just know i chummed the water fairly well.  I left a descent oil slick that trailed the boat.  I think i passed out for a little while and came in and out of sleep.  I thought i would never make it home.  At this point i had another 10 hours on this death boat.  I wanted to just  jump in the water and swim til the coast guard took me home.  I was hoping i could buy a ride home from another boat.  I would have paid so much to get out of the hell.  I was praying a helicopter would pick me up at take me to the hospital.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75994519?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75994519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75994519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#75994519' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75994297</id><published>2002-04-30T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-30T01:32:28.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>friday  Went to the gym.  My friend mark came over.  &lt;br /&gt;he got an M3 just like mine.  However, it was an automatic.  I know how lame is that.  He is never going to feel the car's true capabilities in an auto.  The car's whole character will not be experienced.  I questioned about it and he said his mom wanted auto.  Evidently his mom has a lot of say and is helping him with the car.  So, she was not going to assist him if it were manual.  she thinks that auot hold their value more than manual.  HAHA not on an M3, that is for sure.  It takes about 10 min. of searching to see that peps sell them cheaper than regular M3's.  blah blah   Headed to hong's house. The plan was to go fishing in the morning.  I thought i wasn't going but i reminised about last time.  I couldn't help but laughing about my single catch... THE LIZARD FISH...  So, i figured i had to go or i'll regret it.  Chilled at hong's and got maybe a 30min. nap b4 we had to head to the harbor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75994297?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75994297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75994297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#75994297' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75994200</id><published>2002-04-30T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-30T01:22:07.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright i did blog for thursday already but it didn't publish....  so, i know ur heart broken.. oh well.. i'll take a wild guess to what my activities were for that day.  I went to the gym and wasted the rest of the day doing nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75994200?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75994200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75994200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#75994200' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75804121</id><published>2002-04-25T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-25T03:48:48.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the last 4 days i have been craving this one thing...Alright that is a lie...... i crave a lot more than this one thing but i have been starving for this awesome item.  It is Mrs. Navidi's Poppy-Seed Bread...  Gosh!!!!!!!!! just the thought gets my mouth watering..  it is the bomb.  I got to get my lips on some of that bread...  I gotta taste it.  Geeh, if u ever have had the pleasure u know what the fuss is all about.  And if u do know what i'm saying... i guess i owe u an apoligy because ur mouth is watering too.  Ameer's mom is sitting on a gold mine, she should sell the receipe and retire.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75804121?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75804121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75804121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75804121' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75803685</id><published>2002-04-25T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-25T03:16:47.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah these quizes are questionable but they are damn fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75803685?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75803685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75803685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75803685' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75803666</id><published>2002-04-25T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-25T03:15:33.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://valvigirl.net/quizzes/ppgquiz.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://valvigirl.net/quizzes/buttercup.gif" border=0 alt="Which PPG are you?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75803666?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75803666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75803666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75803666' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75803568</id><published>2002-04-25T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-25T03:08:42.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" border="0" bgcolor="#996433"&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#F0A268"&gt;&lt;td width="125" bgcolor="#FFCCFF"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geraldfield.com/nadinesplace/muppetquiz/fozzie.jpg" width="125" height="108"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="177" bgcolor="#FFCCFF"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#612203"&gt;You are Fozzie!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font color="#612203"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Wokka Wokka! You love to make lame jokes. Your sense of humor might be a bit off, but you're a great friend and can always be counted on.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#950000"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#996433"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geraldfield.com/cgi-bin/unofficial/quizzes/sfesurvey.cgi?whatmuppetareyou" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;font color="#FF99FF"&gt;Take the &lt;i&gt;What Muppet Are You?&lt;/i&gt; Quiz!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75803568?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75803568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75803568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75803568' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75757778</id><published>2002-04-23T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-23T22:40:57.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tues.  woke up around 10 a.m.  I played a few games of Triple Play... a PS2 game.  Did 2 loads of laundry one of which still needs to be thrown in the laundry.  Headed to sportsmart in search for a weight belt.  They had a lot but all were the same and none were the right style.  I 'm looking for a belt that will support the hanging of heavy weight.  Well, not wanting to leave with nothing i got a tank top off the sale rack.  Dropped br Brecht BMW.  Also, dropped by the shop to say hello to the guys.  Came home and chilled.  I am too sore to go work out...  I guess i could still go but i think i'll just wait til wed.  It won't kill me to postpone it a day besides i don't see myself getting a very good workout.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75757778?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75757778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75757778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75757778' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75719395</id><published>2002-04-23T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-23T00:09:42.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mon.  Well 2day was the day.  I was going to bring in the car and drop it off.  I took some pictures of my car being detrimmed...  We jacked it up and took off the bumper and other things thaat were in the way.  Took a million measurements...  After that my car was put back together.  James left to go up north to his shop...  he headed up to use his tig welder and is starting my manifold and intercooler.  Yeah, it thought i was going to drop it off but this works better.  James promised me he would get my kit done in about a week.... this way i have minimal downtime.  My car doesn't have to be stuck there for them to complete these first few stages.  Anyhow, i will probably be at the shop for the remainder of the week....  So they can keep on checking the fitting of the componets.  Next monday will be the drop off day.  All the priliminary things will be completed b4 then but they won't be able to finish b4 the weekend... So, there is no point on losing my car for a weekend if they are not going to work on it on those days.  hehe, it is exciting.  Went to the bank 2day... Came home and cleaned my filthy air filter... when my car was stripped down i could see my black airfilter and it needed cleaning.  Went to the gym and had a great workout.  going to bed early.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75719395?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75719395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75719395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75719395' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75678815</id><published>2002-04-22T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-22T01:04:16.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got some surprising mail the other day.. I had an outstanding bill with Sears.   I was like what the hell?  So, i called the number... the bill was for $133.  The operator was really helpful.  I explained that i have used the card once to purchase some bonnets for my car waxer and that was like $15.  i had paid it off a long long time ago.  I also explained that i had not used it for so long i decided to cut it up... and that was at least 6 months ago.  She looks in her little computer and confirms everything i said but says my payment was late... So they gave me a late charge... and since i never paid anything since i t kept rolling over and over until i got a $133 bill....  I told her i never ever got a single letter or bill.... I paid it in full and never got a statement in over 6 months.....  You know what she did?  I thought she would just say that is too bad but u still owe us.  especially in this day where most businesses try and ride u.  But i fell down in surprise when she did the right thing.  she just erased it all and fixed it.  I owe nothing and it is all cleared up.  Wow!!!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75678815?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75678815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75678815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75678815' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75678680</id><published>2002-04-22T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-22T00:55:45.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sun.  Got up and went to Jame's house....  His brother turned 16 and wass having a party.  I was almost there and james had me pick up charcoal.  I bumbed into a few people at vons... I was in there for 5 min. and saw 4 people.  It was so weird...  Dang i never go to the store that early, not to mention in RB.  Anyhow, the first person was this MILF.  She came up to me with a huge grin and says hey i know u.  E.S.S. right?  I was like yeah.  I was kind of embarassed because i know she has heard me calling her a Milf.  we just chatted a little and i saw her little girl running around.  Maddie was one of my kids for 2 years and she was rather sweet when i saw her.  I thought she would freak out but she handled it really well.  Most of the kids don't know how to handle the situation... they just freeze with shock.  I also bumbed into 2 people from the RB gym.  It was this middle aged couple that i used to see all the time.  Finally made it to james and we started to grill... YUm yuM we ate and ate....  Headed to costco to drop off some film.... took several pics on the way there.... james had to kill the film.  Chilled at costco for a while and tried to wait til the film was developed.  I bought a PS2 game....  Headed back and made some more food to eat.... i ate some more and some more.   headed bak to costco to pick up some pizzas.  Got back and ate some more.  that was about it...  i ate and ate...  well, james and i had a conversation about our not so distant futures...(school, work, and housing)  you know that crap and a little talk about cars, of course.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75678680?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75678680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75678680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75678680' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75678477</id><published>2002-04-22T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-22T00:43:27.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sat.  went to minh's brother's airband....  it was the reigion finals or something big like that.  maybe i'm just biased but i liked his the best....  anyhow, i am not surprised but the lame ones one because they were totally orginal....  they were orginal because who would want to do those lame themes with songs no one knows.  The most entertaining groups did not get mega points from the judges.  But the very first group that went up astounded me.  they were not competing but they were a cheer group... they were so cool....  they tossed girls 20feet high and they were tumbling all over the place....  it was just like on ESPN, when they show the cheer competition.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75678477?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75678477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75678477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75678477' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75678377</id><published>2002-04-22T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-22T00:37:12.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fri.  i chilled at the shop for a little....  hitched a ride with james to jc's house...  they fuddled with the skyline.  i ate and ate inside...  watched a few movies with monica on the couch.  i nearly fell asleep.  Anyhow, eventually they finished with the car and it was around midnite...  we went for a ride and got some jack in the box.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75678377?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75678377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75678377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75678377' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75579202</id><published>2002-04-19T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-19T01:47:46.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thurs.  Dang it i missed friends but that is alright... That only means i found something better to do than sit on my ass and watch tv....  I went to the shop and cruised around doing some errands.  Took James ( turbo guy) down town to check out his new bike.  blah blah... my flanges are finally done and things look to be heading in the right direction.  Mon. is the scheduled day. They are finally going to tackle my car.  Too tired from yest... going to crash early today.. no gym for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75579202?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75579202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75579202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75579202' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75540184</id><published>2002-04-18T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-18T01:54:54.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wed.  Did my back again.... i'm getting closer to my goal.  But damn it is hard doing chin ups with weight.... i also did pull ups.  It is straining to try and get ur chin above the bar... especially when ur too weak and u start shaken before you pull urself up.  Anyhow, i am motivated for the first time in years.....I feel a drive to accomplish this goal...  I was able to do a few reps with 70lbs dangling from my waist.  I only got 40lbs of vein popping lbs to go...  Damn that seems so immpossible but my friend david can do it... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75540184?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75540184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75540184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75540184' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75540048</id><published>2002-04-18T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-18T01:43:46.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I forgot to mention 2 other things that happened yest.  One i got my haircut.. and my stylist gave me a little lecture about having my friend cut my hair.  I told him i didn't care and it was funny to have Jon cut it...  It was sentimental.  Anyhow, he sighs and says now i have to stress about fixing what he did....  haha oh well.   Anyhow, the oddest thing.  I saw a peacock.  Yeah a real live peacock in tsomeone's front yard.  It caught my eye and then it started moving i was shocked....  I figure it must have escaped from the zoo or something but it had no ID band around its ankle.  Jem thought it was someone's pet but i think that is just silly.  Besides it should have an id if it were a pet... My mom's parrot had an id band... so i figure it would too.  Anyhow, the thing was cool it came up t ot the car and ate bread out of Jem's hand.  I know if my mom saw it she would do something dumb like try and catch it...  I tcame right up to us and we could have caught it i guess... But that thing would easily tear us up with its claws....  It was nothing like an emu or ostrich but it could rip u open...  So, unless u had a net and gloves i would not even think twice about grapping it... Oh yeah not to mention i would fear that it would peck out my eyes... it had a really long neck.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75540048?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75540048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75540048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75540048' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75498966</id><published>2002-04-17T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-17T02:06:53.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I would like to clarify... i would not shoot the driver... i would not even shoot the tire for fear he would crash... but i would have put a few shots in his hood and other vacant panels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75498966?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75498966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75498966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75498966' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75498940</id><published>2002-04-17T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-17T02:04:47.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Victor said we need to carry marbles for such occasions.  who would think that a mere 2 days later i would see actions that would warrent something that harsh.  I know it would sound bad but if i had my gun during this last feasco...  But lets think about it...  i f i were a cop in this situation i would have to consider taking very aggressive action...  these guys were assualting me with there car.  Hell, fuck the rationallizing... even the most passive person would have been pissed as hell...  I couldn't name a person who would not have done the minimul reaction i made.  You may sit there reading this saying No u wouldn't but if u were there.  I was surprised when Jimma gave me the ok to fuck his shit up.  comon Jem is passive and she was going to do it herself if i didn't.  I stopped her because i was afraid she waould miss... not to mention tip them off by through it out the window.  The sunroof is stealth... u just launch it up and it comes crashing down into the speeding car behind me.  Plans for tommorrow are 1.) get marbles are something simular. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75498940?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75498940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75498940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75498940' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75498808</id><published>2002-04-17T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-17T01:56:25.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tues.  Alright who let all the asses out?  Geeh had another run in with a total ass.  I was driving and Jimma was with me and it was dark.  This white bimmer (5.35) passes in front of me.  I didn't care about that but i noticed he was totally harrassing the guy in front of him.  It was a single lane but i was surprised he didn't just pass on the left.  I mean it is equally as dangerous to pass as it was to follow as closely as he was.  Anyhow, i was just observing and was not even interested in driving crazy.  I even told Jem this bimmer is in a hurry, why doesn't he just pass him instead of riding his bumper?  Then the passenger puts his arm out the window and tosses a bottle at me.  I was shocked.  I had not done anything to piss him off...Why would he choose to throw shit at me?  (i am not saying i don't sometimes drive in a way that others would get pissed)  Butt i didn't do shit.  So, i was mad and i rode his shit and highbeamed.  He pulled to the right a little and waved me up...remember it is a single lane.  I was still willing to let things go... thinking it could have been on accident.  Butt as i pull up he begins to race me.  What the hell?  So, i started to accelerate but i am not pulling away fast enough... the road is narrowing and this ass is basically trying to run me off the road.  So, i drop it in 3rd and pull fast away.  So, now i'm in front of him and i'm still puzzled by this behavior and there are 2 cars in front of me.  Jem starts thinking about shit she can throw out the window.  But i was saying that i rather not assiculate the problem.  Jem says just throw some stuff and out run them.  What the hell was i thinking?  I told her to buckle up nice and tight.  I then told her to look for shit to throw.  She hands me an empty water bottle.  Please!!!! don't i have some rocks?  She comes through and finds an Altoid tin that is weighted by the mints and a MY shaldan air freshner..  I had her hold onto them and then i tossed them up in the air through my moonroof.  Haha, i got those fuckers.... I waited to see their reaction.  they were mad and begun to drive closer.  well i just left them when i toasted around the 2 cars in front of me.  I spead away and got off the freeway and got back on the unramp in the other direction..  Jem pointed at them speeding in the other direction trying to locate me.  All this happened on Black Mountian Road....  the new extension that goes into the 56....   Thing that gets me even madder is that Jem is 99% sure that it was a beer can that was tossed out the window...  What dumb fucks.. I wonder how they are going to explain the dent in the bimmer to their dad..or possibley the cracked windshield.  It has to be some young punks joy riding in Pa's car....  I can't fathom adults being that stupid in a 5 series bimmer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75498808?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75498808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75498808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75498808' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75498447</id><published>2002-04-17T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-17T01:30:07.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mon.  Did nothing terribly out of the ordinary.  went to the shop and chilled for a while.  I went to the gym as well.   Alright last sat.  Victor and i had this tiff with this dumb truck.  The driver was basically a huge idiot and almost rearended my car.  Anyhow, victor was saying that he was going to kill someone with that truck and that driving.  Anyhow, i ended up throwing my drink out of my moonroof and then i took off.  Small world!!!! on mon. i saw the same truck in the shop.  Well, i am 90% sure it is the same dumb truck.  Anyhow, i asked around and other people at the shop said it is likely that this guy is the same dork....  Well, i waited around so i could speak with this guy and clear the air and put it behind us... but he never came around.   No biggie i'm sure our paths will cross again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75498447?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75498447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75498447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75498447' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75416758</id><published>2002-04-15T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-15T01:33:43.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sunday.  Well, i chilleedd at home and watched tv.  Ended up watching this program about Jesus for 3 hours.  It was very interesting and was a scentific approach to see if the scriptures are ture and how they interprut in the era they were written.  Anyhow, it was on Discovery channel and it was a good approach, even Jon would have appreciated the scientific and historical approach.  It was not preachy or faith driven.  Headed to the mall....  did not get much but i added 2 shirts to my wardrobe.  Strolled to the gym after my slight migraine went away.  I was getting very sensitve to light and it was making my head thump.  Oh yeah!!! how can i forget the most ridiculous thing i've seen in all my years.  Alright, i went to FootAction and took a look at the Jordans.... They were advertised as a SALE item.  But it was such bullshit.  Get this, the little sales tag shows the SALE price and the orginal.  ok the orginal price was $199 &amp; 99 cents ... the Sale price read $199 &amp; 98cents!!!!!!!!  Are you kidding me? what the hell is that?  One freaking cent!!!!  Geeh, that takes the cake.  Come on they can't be serious but they were.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75416758?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75416758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75416758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75416758' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75416496</id><published>2002-04-15T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-15T01:12:01.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sat.  It was an alright day.  I helped my mom clean out the garage.  I also washed my car and put that clay bar to use.  I headed to the gym and workout with a friend.  He is a short fella who is maybe 5'5.  He was a gymnist when he was younger but a wrestler now.  So, we worked out back 2gether.  this was going to be really advantageous for me because he has a strong ass back.  Anyhow, we did weighted chinups.  It was the first time i have done chin ups for a workout let alone with added weight.  My goal is to get to 110lbs.  I just think it would be cool to be able to do a chin up with the weight of a person dangling on u.  Of course this person would have to be a girl.  Well, it was my first time and i did alright.  Hey maybe in a few months i'll be close to my goal.  From there i grabbed some food and met victor at my house.  We headed to hong's and chilled there with nancy and ameer.  It was cool for me to just hang around with people (outside of the gym).  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75416496?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75416496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75416496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75416496' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75367799</id><published>2002-04-13T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-13T14:07:50.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is Sat.  I have been somewhat productive.  I did my Taxes!!!  So, Georgette, u can add a few zeros to my refund if u want.... just don't audit me, because my form is all bullshit.  Anyhow, i think i need to straighten up my room again... Just a little.  I am getting hungry.   Today is going to blow.  Victor is going to come down, So i may see him if he gets here before its tooo late.  Most likely my ass is going to be in the gym later tonite.  I guess i'll also have to mail out my Taxes, since they are due mon.  Hum, maybe i should wash my car.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75367799?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75367799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75367799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75367799' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75367635</id><published>2002-04-13T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-13T14:02:22.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friday  i did nothing great.  I went to the shop real quick but left when i saw Jacie or James were not there.  I dropped by kragen to pick up a clay bar.  I don't know where my other one went.  From there i went to costco... i got a new toothbrush.  As some of u know my other one has been acting up.  So, i got a sonicare and it is really cool.  My teeth feel really clean. : )   I went to the gym for about an hour and got my pump.  I also made my bed and played a lot of Madden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75367635?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75367635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75367635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75367635' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75318288</id><published>2002-04-12T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-13T14:01:48.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have spent a lot of time traveling from here to there the last few days... and the last thing i have wanted to do when i got home was to go back out......even if it meant going to the gym.  I was just drained and couldn't get motivated for the workout.  Anyhow that haas been the only lazy aspect of the past few days.  I have been about normal on my sleeping cycle.    Just the last 2 days have i stopped by the shop.  I have been too busy doing better things.  But last nite i dropped by..  Jacie took us out to eat at Katsu.  Still waiting on my flanges for my turbo setup.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75318288?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75318288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75318288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75318288' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75318224</id><published>2002-04-12T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-12T12:41:33.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn its thurs.   I haven't blogged since Sat.  Well, i have been a lazy bum.  I have not been to the gym since Sunday.  I got to go the gym!!!!..  What have i been doing?&lt;br /&gt;Well, i've been tired.  Everyday i end up driving around a lot and that has been making me lazy.  I saw Panic Room the other day... it was alright.  Spent the 1st half of the movie trying to figure out if the child was a boy or a girl.        &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75318224?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75318224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75318224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75318224' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75111561</id><published>2002-04-06T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-04-06T12:46:48.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As you can see it is Saturday.  and it looks to be a complete waste.  Nothing looks promising..  Nothing is going to happen today..  Why even try.  I should have not bothered to wake up.  It is going to be a disappointing day i can just feel it.  Alright, i'll try to think positively.  If i think down then there is no chance of an eventful evening.  The reality is that its the afternoon and i am debating on whether to shower.  Why do i need to shower, what am i shower for or whom?  I guess i'll need to since my one plan is to go to the gym later.  I think i'll rent a dvd and watch it later.  What other things can i do?  Alright, i guess i'll go sulk in the shower for a while.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75111561?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75111561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75111561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#75111561' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75111270</id><published>2002-04-06T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-04-06T12:37:43.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fri.  Well i did shit today...  Nothing not a thing.  I hope something happens sat..  if not i'll be bored to death.  Let's see i did some laundry...  I got a tasty burrito from Santanna's.  I went to the gym for a while.  Friday night?  Well, while others are dressed up and getting their freak on, i'm lifting weights at the gym.   OH that reminds me of this guy at my gym.  alright, he is in his late 20's early 30's.  This lame ass makes so much noise when he is lifting.  My God i know its a gym but come on don't be a wuss.  First off this guy weighs about 60lbs more than me but in great shape.  He makes a spectacal out of doing every rep no matter what the weight.  He was doing bench and made all this noise and it was only 275lbs.  I am not the power lifter i use to be but that is still nothing.  Anyhow, i was benching at the same time and doing the same weight with ease, no spotter and no noise.  I realize it is a gym and sometimes u have to yell to get the weight out but his was defenitly excessive.  Everyone looked his way because he was a dumb ass who was putting up descent weight (depending on ur opinon).  He was putting on a show and trying to look strong.  He made many feable attempts to get my attention but i never gave him attention....rather i walked to my lift and did this light weight ( for me) without a gasp.  I think he was just trying to compete.  What a moron....  he later started doing incline dumbbells with an astonishing weight of 65lbs... whoa!!!  I thought he would start to shut up if i went over there and did the 115lb dumbbells but he didn't.  I think next time i'll just ask him to shut up.... I'll say if i lift more than u will u finally give it a rest because no one thinks ur strong... ( well at least not me and i'm 60lbs lighter than you) and i lift more and i have not powerlifted in 2years.  What a fag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75111270?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75111270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75111270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#75111270' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75066408</id><published>2002-04-05T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-04-05T00:51:30.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thurs.  did nothing really.  I vegged.  My mom came home and started bugging...  So, i left the house and headed to the shop.  I just had to get out of the house and away from the nagging.  Anyhow, i chilled there for awhile.  I mainly read some magazines.  Jacie stopped by and i ended up babysitting his daughter for at least an hour.  Dang we played Simon Says a trillion times.  I wanted to stop and tried to get her to take a nap but it didn't work.  Geeh, i was exhausted.  It was only one kid, too.  I recall the days when i had to take care of 15 or more.  I guess that is different because my role and enviroment.  Afterwards, i got some food and headed home.  I almost fell asleep after Friends but i managed to stay awake.  I headed to the gym.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75066408?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75066408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75066408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#75066408' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-75066254</id><published>2002-04-05T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-04-05T00:42:21.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wed.  Went to fasion valley mall for a quick item.  Also, bounced around some other stores.  anyhow, i was really tired so i ditched the gym.  The day was good to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-75066254?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75066254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/75066254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#75066254' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-11446805</id><published>2002-04-04T01:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-04-04T01:27:47.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tues. Picked up Jon from the airport.  well, it did not go that smoothly.  First i get there and Jon was still waiting for his luggage.  So, i try and chill at curbside.  Well, that is a brief wait because a guy tells me to move it.  I look around and its pretty dead... but that is the rule so, i reluctantly move it.  Now i have to drive around the damn circle again.  So, i try and be clever and park at the begining of the circle.  I thought i would wait there until jon called me.  I thought i was far enough removed from any congestion.  I thought i would be left alone but that same guy walks all the way down to make me move.  He gave me a warning about being cited with a ticket the next time he sees me parked.  So, i make the trip around the circle 2 or 3 more times, each time going very slow.  Well, jon calls and tells me that he can't find his luggage.  So, i ended up parking.  A little time goes by and Jon calls and now i can pick him up.  Anyhow, we were hungry and we tried to get some robertos but managed to miss the exit.  But we got there and got our eat on.  some how i punctured my drink and it ended up leaking Horchita juice and Jon.  Sorry jon.  It also left pools of juice in my cup holders which i later emptied and cleaned out.  Finally got jon home.  I rested and jon did his blogger for ever!!!  I managed to get a game of scrabble.... but he was really distracted by AIM and blogging.  Anyhow, after the long game i was ready to sleep.  So, i had to go home.  Hope jon gets his luggage before he has to catch his ride to LAX.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-11446805?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11446805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11446805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11446805' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-11446501</id><published>2002-04-04T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-04-04T01:10:55.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mon.  went to the gym.  Dropped by the shop.  I also went to the bank.  Other than that i did nothing.  oh yeah... how can i forget.. i went to the mall briefly.  picked up some reading material and a Gameshark for Jon's PS2.  Watched Maryland win the NCAA championship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-11446501?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11446501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11446501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11446501' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-11290615</id><published>2002-03-30T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-30T15:05:22.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, yesterday i got a new razor.  My old electric one is not working.  The dumb thing is not charging.  Anyhow, i hadn't shaved for almost 2 weeks and i was kinda prickly.  You know i was so close to a full beard... haha  No for reals it was all short... ... i can't grow facial hair, arm hair, or leg hair.  I picked up the Mach 3.....  I saw they sold Mach 3 Turbo blades.  hehe You know i'm getting those when the stock blades get old.  Do you see the connection?  M3, Mach3, M3 Turbo, Mach3 turbo.... i know i'm just dumb but that is what i thought of immediatly... Just like the number 23.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-11290615?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11290615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11290615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_03_24_archive.html#11290615' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-11290520</id><published>2002-03-30T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-30T15:01:10.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sat.  A sluggish day.  Just straightening my room a little.  Have to vacuum and move stuff off the carpet.  I have to use that rug doctor machine to clean it.  My step dad got it at the grocery store and i might as well use it since it is here.  My step dad's sister is visiting tommorrow with her family.  They came down from San Fransico to look at college campuses.  Anyhow, a little spring cleaning never hurt.  Guess i'm going to watch the final four.  Head to the gym later on.  Nothing else exciting predicted for today.  If there was i wouldn't be doing what i always do.... VEG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-11290520?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11290520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11290520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_03_24_archive.html#11290520' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-11290422</id><published>2002-03-30T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-30T14:57:20.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fri.  Um, did nothing unssual.  Went to the shop.  Headed to the gym.  About it mainly.  Visited Des and her daddy.  Geeh what an exciting day.  Well, it wasn't exciting but at least it was not a dreadfully boring day.  MINH turned 23 today.  Well, you know that is MJ's number... live it up.   Happy Birthday minh... too bad u had to go to bed so early.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-11290422?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11290422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11290422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_03_24_archive.html#11290422' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-11243018</id><published>2002-03-29T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-29T00:50:17.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thurs.  woke up tired today.  I went to bed around 6 a.m. because of my errand to the airport.  Woke up at 2 p.m.  I was just drained but the sleep was incredable.  I hadn't slept like that in months.  I slept so well and without any aide of drugs.  Anyhow, i just decided to stay awake and take a nap later if needed.  Showered and headed to the shop.  Saw Jacie, who stopped by with his skyline.  It was weird seeing him on the right side.  Just sitting behind the wheel on the right side was odd.  Bout all that happened there.  I went home and ate.  Dozed off and decided not to go to the gym again.  that is 2 nights in a row off...  I'm sure i'll go friday nite.  I was just too sluggish today.  Besides i had an excuse my left wrist hurts.  I slept on it all nite and it is all funky.  finished my season of madden.  Tommorrow will start early.  i'm going to crash beofre its 2 a.m.  Have little planned but it should start earlier.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-11243018?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11243018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11243018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_03_24_archive.html#11243018' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-11242940</id><published>2002-03-29T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-29T00:43:31.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wed.  can't recall everything from this day.  I figure i went to the shop for a quick chit chat.  I did end up seeing jon and hanging out there.  He cut my hair for the fun of it.  It is defentily an interesting process.  I get a good laugh out of the (professional) method he uses.  Anyhow, it is difficult to fuck up my hair.  Well, the haircut is cool and it was free.  Played some games.  I left early in the morning to check up on a friend who had been drinking.  Got back to jon's after that and we left for the airport around 4 a.m.  Got some food and Jon was my cheapest date in years.  hehe, anyhow we got into a discussion about winning a big jackpot lottery.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-11242940?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11242940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11242940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_03_24_archive.html#11242940' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-11194048</id><published>2002-03-27T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-27T17:42:33.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tues.  Expected danny to wake me up but he didn't call and i ended up sleeping in.  Showered and headed to the shop.  Chit chatted about car crap.  went to Evan's tires and got my front tires installed.  Also, had them align them and redo my rear tires which costco messed up.  Oh i also bought some rear tires but didn't put them on.  They were cheap so i bought them...  255/40/17 aren't ussually on sale, so u got to jump on it when its there.   Especially when you know it is a matter of time b4 u'll need new ones..  Headed to Ameer's house from the tire shop.  Nancy arrived moments after me and we headed out to eat.  Nancy sat while ameer and i talked about cars.  We ate at Jasmine's which was nice.  I haven't eaten there in years.  Jon met us at Green Tea house and we just chatted forever...  Well the other three talked about websites for an eternity and i sat around clueless....  For those moments i knew what it felt like to be nancy earlier when i was talking about cars.  Came home tired and chilled until i fell asleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-11194048?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11194048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11194048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_03_24_archive.html#11194048' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-11193793</id><published>2002-03-27T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-27T17:30:35.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mon.  Danny awoke me at 12:55 as ussual.  We ran to the car shop.  Then we went straight for food.  This new mexican place called Santanna's opened up by my house.  It is way better than Alberto's.  Afterwards we grabbed some parts for danny's car.  Came back to my house and vaccummed our cars.  Almost fell asleep around 9 but managed to stay awake and headed to the gym.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-11193793?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11193793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11193793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_03_24_archive.html#11193793' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-11168161</id><published>2002-03-27T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-27T01:51:49.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mon.  lets see what did i do this day.  um i recall danny called and woke me up.  We dropped by the car shop .   We had lunch at this mexican place...can't think of the name.  anyhow, got some parts for danny's car.  We vaccummed our cars and that was about it.  I nearly fell asleep around 9 but managed to stay awake and ended up going to the gym.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-11168161?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11168161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11168161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_03_24_archive.html#11168161' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-11111718</id><published>2002-03-25T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-25T13:43:49.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sun.  Well, today was alright.  I woke up and started watching the maryland game....  took a shower and bounced to the mall.  After that i headed to Jon's.   We finished watching the game together.  Maryland wins!! Anyhow, the rest of the evening was spent making ourselves into zoombies.  We played and played that PS2.  Gran Theft Auto is cooll.  We both ended up getting this nasty feeling... kinda ill.  We had to go get some food we both felt as if we were going to pass out.  Yucky!!!  Came home and finished my 2 loads of laundry and got some codes for GTA3 over the internet.  Geeh, this is what my life has come to.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-11111718?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11111718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11111718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_03_24_archive.html#11111718' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-11062490</id><published>2002-03-24T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-24T02:02:11.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sat evening  Um got a great bargain at oscars.  jon and hong came to eat there.  i had this coupon and we got mass food.  Afterwards, we dropped off a video for jon and picked up him some cancer sticks.  ended up going to Jerm's and played some new PS2 games.  Gran Theft Auto is a great game.  That was the evening..... Damn it was so exciting Jon fell asleep in my car.  Oh, yeah it rained.   I'm home... doing some laundry.  going to eat and hopefully sleep.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-11062490?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11062490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11062490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_03_24_archive.html#11062490' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-11062411</id><published>2002-03-24T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-24T01:56:56.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, my ride along was a bust...  I spoke to the dispatcher a few times...  Between those times i waited for my officer to report to head quarters but i never saw him.  1st time i spoke with the dispatcher he said he was on a call and was on his way after.  I waited and waited then i called again.  He was taking a man into custody and was on his way in.  Anyhow, i ended up waiting for over an  hour and i never saw him.  Thing is i can't exactely get mad at him..... he has to respond to some calls immediatly.  I ended up getting frustrated and just left.  I mean i waited forever i left him a message.  So, we'll try again next sat...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-11062411?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11062411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11062411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_03_24_archive.html#11062411' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-11050656</id><published>2002-03-23T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-23T16:31:14.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sat afternoon... yes i just got up.. got home after denny's pretty late.  I took a shower and my pills.  I read and eventually crashed around 6.  I got 10 hours of sleep.  Wow, that is fantastic.  my body has not seen that much sleep in one evening in forever.  I worked out a ratio of my rescent sleeping pattern and it was 6:1 for every 6 hours of being awake i got 1 hour of rest... that ended up working out to be 30 hours up with 5 hours of rest and that is honestly accurate.  Now u can see why i need to try something else.  Anyways, i got to get in the shower.  I have another police ride along today.... Yeah i'm looking forward to doing it again.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-11050656?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11050656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11050656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_03_17_archive.html#11050656' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-11050388</id><published>2002-03-23T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-23T16:19:02.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fri.  Evening went out with the guys and Nancy.  It was fun, what else can i say.  A world better than my ussual solitary confinement.  I would have been watching another dvd from blockbuster.  But i'm not upset about the day of activity, that dvd can wait til later.  My ankle held up pretty well.  Last nite was the first time i had been active on it since my testing day.  Active meaning bouncing around, running,etc.  I saw it as a day of rehab...  i had stopped rehabing it since my test day but i need to start.  Rehab is a painful process.  BLah BLah  My ankle is sore but it'll be ok, just needs a nite of rest.  Oh, yeah that brings up another thing, sleep.  I'm tired of this shity sleep thing.  Sleeping Pills are the answer.  I have been staying away from them but i have been losing the battle.  2 months of this crap is all i can take.... i have lost over 10lbs due to staying up for days sometimes.  Screw it.  Well, i think getting sleep with the possible side effect of being addictive is better than the last 2 months.   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-11050388?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11050388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11050388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_03_17_archive.html#11050388' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-11050146</id><published>2002-03-23T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-23T16:07:44.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fri.  TOday was entertaing, maybe a little too entertaining.  I have been such a drought, but today everybody was around.  I wish i could bottle it up and use it on my most boring days.  Anyhow, Danny came over and we went to the car shop for a quick talk.  Everything looks good and is going as planned.  We went to George Burgers for lunch.  Afterwards, we came back to my place and we played some PS2.  Then we washed our cars real quick.  Watched the NCAA tourney.  HEhe, after lots of begging and bribery i got Danny to stick his finger in my fish tank.  LOL, my stomach hurt so bad from laughing.  My fish Pongi enhales his finger and Danny yells out the girlist scream.  He yanks his hand out and bumbs into about everything in the process, i thought he was going to yank Pongi out of the water but she let him go.  Boy that was too hilarious.... i should have taped it so i can watch it again for my amusement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-11050146?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11050146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11050146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_03_17_archive.html#11050146' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-11003937</id><published>2002-03-22T03:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-22T03:23:19.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Side note..... i don't need anyone else whispering in my ear that my X is whoreing around... I rather not think of her that way besides i am having a hard enough time sleeping as it is. For all you geniuses who haven't figured it out yet, that is why i can't sleep..... because my mind won't rest and i am not over her. But with time i hope i'll come around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-11003937?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11003937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11003937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_03_17_archive.html#11003937' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-11003933</id><published>2002-03-22T03:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-22T03:22:58.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Interesting time with my mom today. I left my door open and she entered. She started one of those talks. Anyhow, my mom asks, "why haven't i seen that girl lately".. I say we broke up. She asks why? I say sometimes things don't work out. Then my mom says this brillant statement, "first she was with that navy guy, than you, now she is with someother guy" I got in a little tiff about that. I say i doubt she is with someone else but she assures that she could be and i just don't know. Fucking Great!!!!!!!!!!! all i need is my mom telling me that my X is dumping my ass, so she can ride on top off someone els's. Anyhow, i told her that could be true but i really don't think so. We dropped it..... Anyhow, i was on JOn's site and tried that Test.... (they all look a like) Anyhow, i tried to take it and i bugged my mom to help me and she went nuts. She kept saying i don't know they all look the same.... She got really frustrated. She answered with they look Filipino... Damn, that is not even a choice. My mom says when she was young people thought she was Filipino...hehe she does. Anyhow, this test drove her nuts and she left me alone. Oh, yeah i got a 7 on that damn test..... by the way they do look the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-11003933?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11003933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11003933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_03_17_archive.html#11003933' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-11003921</id><published>2002-03-22T03:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-22T03:22:01.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thurs. Today started later than ussual. I know i said the other day that i was taking a large step in the right direction when i spoke about my sleep. Well, today i woke up at 4p.m. Largely to do with the fact i was not able to sleep until 8ish. Anyhow, woke up and dropped off a deposit on my turbo kit. I know some of my friends have not heard of my turbo guy but he has the faith of some of my longest friends. Evidently he is doing a kit on my friends skyline. Anyhow, went to blockbuster and dropped of AI which was not that bad but not that great either. I picked up training day and it was fairly good. Went to the gym beofre i watched the video.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-11003921?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11003921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/11003921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_03_17_archive.html#11003921' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-10954543</id><published>2002-03-20T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-20T18:58:44.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wed.  Well i ended up going to bed early last nite.  around 4 a.m.    I know it is still rather late but it is a huge step in the right direction.  Anyhow, went to costco to return something.  Grabbed some lunch from there too.  Then i headed to the DMV to pick up a car driving manual.... I need it because i am going to take driving school over the internet for an old ticket i got.  I need to head to blockbuster.  I have to return this dvd which is like 2 days over due.... damn it!!!   Anyhow, feeling kinda tired right now.  Going to head to the gym a little later.  Also, decided on what i am going to do to my car.  Spoke with my turbo guy, decided on a turbo kit.  Looks as my turbo kit may be on its way in about a week and a half.  Have to wait until all the parts come in before i drop of my slow ride.  Most likely i will rent some cheesy car for a week or so.... Unless i can talk Victor into lending me his car. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-10954543?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/10954543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/10954543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_03_17_archive.html#10954543' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-10953020</id><published>2002-03-20T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-20T18:11:49.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright b4 i forget again....  I would like to thank the WB for last nights episode of Smallville...  which will surely go down in history.  I found that for whatever reason i was hypnotized.  I am sure Jon loved the episode more than me.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-10953020?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/10953020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/10953020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_03_17_archive.html#10953020' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3092242.post-10926378</id><published>2002-03-20T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-20T01:52:11.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wed.  Well, i ended up staying up all nite and headed to minh's around 630.  Took him to the airport and got home around 830.  Anyhow, played some Madden when i got home.  Ended up going to bed around noonish.  Slept for about 4 hours which is nothing seeing that i was up for 48hours.  Anyhow, woke up and ate, played some more PS2.  I went to the gym.  I think that i will be able to sleep at a reasonable time tonite which is a great thing.  I say screw it and think i am going to take some relaxers.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3092242-10926378?l=mmmadam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/10926378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3092242/posts/default/10926378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mmmadam.blogspot.com/2002_03_17_archive.html#10926378' title=''/><author><name>adam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04713979934616870906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
