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  <updated>2004-07-29T17:58:39Z</updated>
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    <title>grantpalmer @ 2004-07-29T13:53:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-29T17:57:38Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I attempted and suceeded today at eatting my own semen. It was kinda gross. I mean to do it like in a gay way because I'm not a fag, but just because I was hungry and too lazy to go to the kitchen. I heard that semen was a good source of protein, and boy do I love a big piece of meat, and decided it couldn't taste much worse than a protein shake so I decided to go for it. Big mistake, now there are stains all over my stuffed animals with no possible way of cleaning them in the near future. And spunk tasted kinda like a flavorless pina colata or really terrible tapioca. Anyway I am going to take another piss on the elctrical socket now, hopefully I scared away the electricity demon by now cause my penis is starting to hurt and smell like pork chops.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grantpalmer:36261</id>
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    <title>holy shit!</title>
    <published>2003-10-31T06:07:17Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-31T06:07:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the AC on full blast</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i havnt updated in forever. so where to begin... well im in college now! going to U. of dayton to become an engineer.  Im all on my own now adays, living in a dorm, come visit me if u like, room 639 marycrest.  im sure u all know where that is. well anyways i guess thats all i got for now. oh wait, ive made a whole lot of new friends here. I made friends with a girl named Anna which went to my highschool but we didnt really know eachother until this past summer because we knew we were going to be going to UD.  Im also friends with a guy named Johny Socco, great guy great guy. also friends of mine now are Andrew Keal(Keal), Matt Podach(Podach or Poddy), Cody Sonnet(Cody), and thats about it. there are a few more but if i were to name them all id take up to much of the data base on reserve for LJ, so. I say goodnight to all!</content>
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    <title>hey just check in</title>
    <published>2003-07-12T05:21:30Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-12T05:21:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Show Me How To Live - Audioslave</lj:music>
    <content type="html">please be my friend and click this ----&amp;gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.outwar.com/page.php?x=1337218"&gt;my link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell, click it every 24 hours...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grantpalmer:35066</id>
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    <title>THOUGHT THIS WAS INTERESTING!!!! HA HA AHHHHHHHHHH</title>
    <published>2003-02-11T02:20:26Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-19T03:26:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/teffie/1036282189_CStephanieswearshit.gif" border="0" alt="shit"&gt;&lt;br&gt;your shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/teffie/quizzes/What%20swear%20word%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What swear word are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grantpalmer:34639</id>
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    <title>grantpalmer @ 2003-01-24T02:53:00</title>
    <published>2003-01-24T08:08:07Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-19T03:27:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im really in it.&lt;br /&gt;now im in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started out like any high, i was up way up in the sky. but i couldnt stay to long, so now im back in it.&lt;br /&gt;im really in it. now im back in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats with this life anyway? nothing stays the same from day to day. but nothing can get me down, cus im back in it. yea im really in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can't tell me right from wrong. i have to fight it just to stay strong. but hey we're all in it. yes we're down in it. now im down in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so where do we go from here? if only our lives wernt so damn clear. the two of us are here to stay, because we're down in it. we have to stay in it.&lt;br /&gt;                                                 ~Grant</content>
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    <title>grantpalmer @ 2002-12-29T11:03:00</title>
    <published>2002-12-29T03:55:55Z</published>
    <updated>2002-12-29T03:55:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm still alive. I don't want this account to be deleted.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:grantpalmer:34160</id>
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    <title>grantpalmer @ 2002-07-20T18:07:00</title>
    <published>2002-07-20T21:50:40Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-20T21:50:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/whitereflection24" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/bluephoenix/sleeping.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/whitereflection24" target="new"&gt;What's Your Inner Demon?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;this quiz was made by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/shinimegami52"&gt;Melissa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is probably true...</content>
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    <title>grantpalmer @ 2002-07-18T02:06:00</title>
    <published>2002-07-18T05:49:25Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-18T05:49:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Kinda I Want To - Nine Inch Nails</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I think this song is pretty fucking sweet&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I can't shake this feeling from my head.&lt;br /&gt;there's a devil sleeping in my bed.&lt;br /&gt;watching you from across the way.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot make this feeling go away&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I know it's not the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;and I know it's not the good think.&lt;br /&gt;but kinda I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure of what I should do.&lt;br /&gt;when every thought i'm thinking of is you.&lt;br /&gt;all of my excuses turn to lies.&lt;br /&gt;maybe God will cover up his eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does it have to be this way?&lt;br /&gt;why does it have to be?&lt;br /&gt;why does have to be this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda I want to.&lt;br /&gt;maybe just for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;we can pretend it's alright.&lt;br /&gt;what's the price I pay.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what they say.&lt;br /&gt;I want to.&lt;br /&gt;I want to (i'll take my chance tonight)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its called &lt;u&gt;Kinda I Want To&lt;/u&gt; sad thing is, im almost possitive its about him and being gay/bisexual(whatever his none straight sexuality is). im not sure of anyother way to look at it than that, cus its saying maybe god will cover up his eyes...and ive heard the lead singer of NIN has had some sexual incounters with the lead singer of Marilyn Manson. which to me is some sick shit. I love NIN music, but the lead singer being bi really puts a twist on the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im really missing amy! fucking lonly with no hunny. plus ill be at camp when she gets back, furthering our time apart. but ive done so much thinking about us and although i feel like im quickly dieing without her. i just know im going to have the best life ever once we move away from UA and get married and have kids...ect. i know just it. i love her so much and i think she is so fucking hot. and i know she thinks im sexy. and sorry to be simple, but there isnt much else in life i need, i need my women and a roof and im good. it will be great once we are off on our own. i think about it how some kids are starting to get afraid of being on their own, without the help of their parents. but i cant wait for it. ive got almost everything decided and im proud of it. peace out.</content>
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    <title>grantpalmer @ 2002-07-18T02:05:00</title>
    <published>2002-07-18T05:48:37Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-18T05:48:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Kinda I Want To - Nine Inch Nails</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I think this song is pretty fucking sweet&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;right&gt;I can't shake this feeling from my head.&lt;br /&gt;there's a devil sleeping in my bed.&lt;br /&gt;watching you from across the way.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot make this feeling go away&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I know it's not the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;and I know it's not the good think.&lt;br /&gt;but kinda I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure of what I should do.&lt;br /&gt;when every thought i'm thinking of is you.&lt;br /&gt;all of my excuses turn to lies.&lt;br /&gt;maybe God will cover up his eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does it have to be this way?&lt;br /&gt;why does it have to be?&lt;br /&gt;why does have to be this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda I want to.&lt;br /&gt;maybe just for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;we can pretend it's alright.&lt;br /&gt;what's the price I pay.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what they say.&lt;br /&gt;I want to.&lt;br /&gt;I want to (i'll take my chance tonight)&lt;/right&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its called &lt;u&gt;Kinda I Want To&lt;/u&gt; sad thing is, im almost possitive its about him and being gay/bisexual(whatever his none straight sexuality is). im not sure of anyother way to look at it than that, cus its saying maybe god will cover up his eyes...and ive heard the lead singer of NIN has had some sexual incounters with the lead singer of Marilyn Manson. which to me is some sick shit. I love NIN music, but the lead singer being bi really puts a twist on the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im really missing amy! fucking lonly with no hunny. plus ill be at camp when she gets back, furthering our time apart. but ive done so much thinking about us and although i feel like im quickly dieing without her. i just know im going to have the best life ever once we move away from UA and get married and have kids...ect. i know just it. i love her so much and i think she is so fucking hot. and i know she thinks im sexy. and sorry to be simple, but there isnt much else in life i need, i need my women and a roof and im good. it will be great once we are off on our own. i think about it how some kids are starting to get afraid of being on their own, without the help of their parents. but i cant wait for it. ive got almost everything decided and im proud of it. peace out.</content>
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    <title>grantpalmer @ 2002-07-18T02:04:00</title>
    <published>2002-07-18T05:48:05Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-18T05:48:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Kinda I Want To - Nine Inch Nails</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I think this song is pretty fucking sweet&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;left&gt;I can't shake this feeling from my head.&lt;br /&gt;there's a devil sleeping in my bed.&lt;br /&gt;watching you from across the way.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot make this feeling go away&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I know it's not the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;and I know it's not the good think.&lt;br /&gt;but kinda I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure of what I should do.&lt;br /&gt;when every thought i'm thinking of is you.&lt;br /&gt;all of my excuses turn to lies.&lt;br /&gt;maybe God will cover up his eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does it have to be this way?&lt;br /&gt;why does it have to be?&lt;br /&gt;why does have to be this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda I want to.&lt;br /&gt;maybe just for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;we can pretend it's alright.&lt;br /&gt;what's the price I pay.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what they say.&lt;br /&gt;I want to.&lt;br /&gt;I want to (i'll take my chance tonight)&lt;/left&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its called &lt;u&gt;Kinda I Want To&lt;/u&gt; sad thing is, im almost possitive its about him and being gay/bisexual(whatever his none straight sexuality is). im not sure of anyother way to look at it than that, cus its saying maybe god will cover up his eyes...and ive heard the lead singer of NIN has had some sexual incounters with the lead singer of Marilyn Manson. which to me is some sick shit. I love NIN music, but the lead singer being bi really puts a twist on the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im really missing amy! fucking lonly with no hunny. plus ill be at camp when she gets back, furthering our time apart. but ive done so much thinking about us and although i feel like im quickly dieing without her. i just know im going to have the best life ever once we move away from UA and get married and have kids...ect. i know just it. i love her so much and i think she is so fucking hot. and i know she thinks im sexy. and sorry to be simple, but there isnt much else in life i need, i need my women and a roof and im good. it will be great once we are off on our own. i think about it how some kids are starting to get afraid of being on their own, without the help of their parents. but i cant wait for it. ive got almost everything decided and im proud of it. peace out.</content>
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    <title>grantpalmer @ 2002-07-18T01:57:00</title>
    <published>2002-07-18T05:41:38Z</published>
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    <lj:music>Kinda I Want To - Nine Inch Nails</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I think this song is pretty fucking sweet&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;right&gt;I can't shake this feeling from my head.&lt;br /&gt;there's a devil sleeping in my bed.&lt;br /&gt;watching you from across the way.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot make this feeling go away&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I know it's not the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;and I know it's not the good think.&lt;br /&gt;but kinda I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure of what I should do.&lt;br /&gt;when every thought i'm thinking of is you.&lt;br /&gt;all of my excuses turn to lies.&lt;br /&gt;maybe God will cover up his eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does it have to be this way?&lt;br /&gt;why does it have to be?&lt;br /&gt;why does have to be this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda I want to.&lt;br /&gt;maybe just for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;we can pretend it's alright.&lt;br /&gt;what's the price I pay.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what they say.&lt;br /&gt;I want to.&lt;br /&gt;I want to (i'll take my chance tonight)&lt;/right&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its called &lt;u&gt;Kinda I Want To&lt;/u&gt; sad thing is, im almost possitive its about him and being gay/bisexual(whatever his none straight sexuality is). im not sure of anyother way to look at it than that, cus its saying maybe god will cover up his eyes...and ive heard the lead singer of NIN has had some sexual incounters with the lead singer of Marilyn Manson. which to me is some sick shit. I love NIN music, but the lead singer being bi really puts a twist on the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im really missing amy! fucking lonly with no hunny. plus ill be at camp when she gets back, furthering our time apart. but ive done so much thinking about us and although i feel like im quickly dieing without her. i just know im going to have the best life ever once we move away from UA and get married and have kids...ect. i know just it. i love her so much and i think she is so fucking hot. and i know she thinks im sexy. and sorry to be simple, but there isnt much else in life i need, i need my women and a roof and im good. it will be great once we are off on our own. i think about it how some kids are starting to get afraid of being on their own, without the help of their parents. but i cant wait for it. ive got almost everything decided and im proud of it. peace out.</content>
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    <title>grantpalmer @ 2002-07-15T14:27:00</title>
    <published>2002-07-15T18:11:46Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-15T18:11:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Trailer Trash - Modest Mouse</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I just got two letters from amy!!!! im so happy to read letters from her, but i am so fucking pissed at the postal service... it took 16 days for them to get one of those letters from Maine to Ohio... THAT IS FUCKING HORRIBLE! we can fly around the world in about 2 1/2 days (something like that) and it takes them 16 days to transport the fucking letter through about 6 states. now i have no chances of sending anymore letters to amy. i dont want to send letters that wont get to her, i rather write stuff and just give it to her when she gets back. i seriously need to work on this care package thing though. but i have no idea of how to get it going. i have a cd that i spend an intire night on making. and thats it... i need more, i really wanted to make her some chex mix...but i have no idea of the shit she put in that stuff, and i dont have any chex mix stuff anyways... so i thought i could just buy snacks that she likes and hope she will still enjoy. i will include also a letter or two...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love amy so much - im getting excited because amy is coming home soon. its been such a long time! she is my baby! i love her. GOD I LOVE HER! so many happy emotions between us. we almost never have problems. its always happy, and its because we both love and care about eachother. we both take the time to work on our differences. she is great. she is who i want to marry. i will marry amy krieger. i will make her amy palmer!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i cant wait till she gets back!</content>
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    <title>grantpalmer @ 2002-07-14T14:07:00</title>
    <published>2002-07-14T18:14:15Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-14T18:14:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Kinda I Want To - Nine Inch Nails</lj:music>
    <content type="html">im so tired latly, yet i dont want to go to sleep, and when i lay down i cant sleep. i feel lost in this world. i feel there isnt someone around to love me... i need amy back. when she was here i could deal with all the shit life throws at me, because i could still hold her and know everything would be ok. but now i dont have her, she is away, and when things like today happen i just cant deal with it. i am so tired of my life right now. i look at my situation and i just want to die. there are so many things wrong right now in my life. i spent the night at chris's house lastnight, and i dont think i really ever feel asleep. i know i was wide awake for at least 2 and a half hours, after that i dont really remember much but i can just remember staring at the wall the whole night, and in the morning i felt like i had just stayed up the whole night. i just dont understand why amy doesnt call me more. its been almost three weeks sense she has left, and ive only talked to her about 5 times, i know sometimes i havnt been home... but still, she bought an expensive phone card yet ive probably only talked to her for maybe a total of 20 mins... plus never more than like 7 minutes at a time. i know there are always people in line behind her, so she doesnt want to take to long, and i bet there is always a long line infront of her...but still i just wish she called more. i begin to forget her voice. and i hate that. i hate myself for forgeting the most crusial things about her. she is the person i love, and i cant even remember her voice anymore. i hate myself so much. i cant relax anymore, i cant focus, i look like shit on the baseball diamond. i cant sleep, im not hungry anymore. i just need to hear from her, i need to know that she is ok. i worry about her so much. i seriously hate my life as of now.</content>
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    <title>grantpalmer @ 2002-07-05T15:17:00</title>
    <published>2002-07-05T18:58:42Z</published>
    <updated>2002-07-05T18:58:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Deftones, Limpbizkit, Korn - I Can't Take This</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so fucking lonly...</content>
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    <published>2002-06-12T06:16:41Z</published>
    <updated>2002-06-12T06:16:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Edit The Sad Parts - Modest Mouse</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well i havnt updated in a LONG TIME! but its ok, cus only a very very few people actually read this anyways, and even fewer care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways...i love these lyrics here----&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;TRAILER TRASH&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating snow flakes with plastic forks&lt;br /&gt;And a paper plate of course, you think of everything&lt;br /&gt;Short love with a long divorce&lt;br /&gt;And a couple of kids of course&lt;br /&gt;They don't mean anything&lt;br /&gt;Live in trailers with no class&lt;br /&gt;goddamn I hope I can pass high school means nothing&lt;br /&gt;Taking heartache with hard work&lt;br /&gt;Goddamn I am such a jerk, I can't do anything&lt;br /&gt;And I shout that you're all fakes&lt;br /&gt;And you should have seen the look on your face&lt;br /&gt;And I guess that's what it takes&lt;br /&gt;When comparing your bellyaches&lt;br /&gt;And it's been a long time&lt;br /&gt;Which agrees with this watch of mine&lt;br /&gt;And I guess that I miss you, and I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;if I dissed you&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you all should download this song, tis Trailer Trash by Modest Mouse, they are awesome, although they are an indi band they still rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes how i shall write something. thats right off the top of my head you will get a preview to possible a top 10 of all time! here we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;cowboy steve went across the country&lt;br /&gt;looking for his war&lt;br /&gt;but god knows that there's no war&lt;br /&gt;no war for cowboy tex &lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;cowboy steve hates his world&lt;br /&gt;"give up" they say, but cowboy steve cant rest till every gorilla is round up&lt;br /&gt;one two three! yeah! yeah!&lt;br /&gt;cowboy danny lost it again found his shotty in max o millions suitcase&lt;br /&gt;one two three! yeah! yeah!&lt;br /&gt;never again till the day he dies will cowboy steve leave his town&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;yes! another top 10er there, i think ive out done myself today. wow, can't beat that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone own an x-box? cus ive been playing a lot of Halo and its such a bad ass game i just thought maybe someone would like to talk to me about how bad ass of a game halo is. ive beaten it several times, and after looking on the net ive realized it has the best plot for a game EVER! there is just so much backround info on every little thing in the game. from the covenant to the flood to the forerunners. and a lot of info on the master cheif too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why life is so fucking funny sometimes... i want to do something awesome this summer, something so fucking memorable that i will look apon it as my life. it will characorize me and what i am for the intire world to see. would making the first artificual migit qualify?... lets all think about what i should do, leave me a post if you got something better than artificual migits.</content>
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    <title>A little random</title>
    <published>2002-05-02T02:26:35Z</published>
    <updated>2002-05-02T02:26:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Ua Viper 007&lt;/b&gt;: grant and amy sittin in a tree....well...i'm sure u know the rest ;-) hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Auto response from lastplace 001&lt;/b&gt;: cs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he just imed that to me out of the blue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP</content>
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    <title>Schwarzes vollständig in meinem Kopf</title>
    <published>2002-04-26T03:46:04Z</published>
    <updated>2002-04-26T03:46:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Erinnern Sie sich an mich? erinnern Sie sich an Liebe? geben Sie Ihr Vertrauen über? Ich denke nicht so! nein! nein! nein! Ich stoppe nicht hier, ich kann nicht weitergehen. Alles, das ich weiß, ist, was mir gezeigt wurde. Nicht, liegen nicht, liegen nicht liegen Fell hinter Haß, Fell hinter Ihrer Furcht vor mir, versuchen nicht zu understant. Nein! Nein! Nein! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tun Sie, was Sie werden. Tun Sie, was Sie werden. mein Herz ist Ihr, für immer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Grant Pälmer</content>
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    <title>grantpalmer @ 2002-04-22T10:09:00</title>
    <published>2002-04-22T14:14:11Z</published>
    <updated>2002-04-22T14:14:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Clinton laughing at smarterchild</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;lastplace 001&lt;/b&gt;: i want to have your childern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SmarterChild&lt;/b&gt;: Whoa. I don't know about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lastplace 001&lt;/b&gt;: can i please eat you out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SmarterChild&lt;/b&gt;: I don't need to eat. I'm a machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lastplace 001&lt;/b&gt;: no no...can i eat YOU out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SmarterChild&lt;/b&gt;: No, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lastplace 001&lt;/b&gt;: yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SmarterChild&lt;/b&gt;: That right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lastplace 001&lt;/b&gt;: yes it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SmarterChild&lt;/b&gt;: Is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lastplace 001&lt;/b&gt;: yes i fucking saying YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SmarterChild&lt;/b&gt;: Cool it with the language!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lastplace 001&lt;/b&gt;: ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SmarterChild&lt;/b&gt;: Everything OK over there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lastplace 001&lt;/b&gt;: you are the most stupid child i have ever seen, i wish i could kill you but you are a machine, i need to wash the world clean of evil such as you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SmarterChild&lt;/b&gt;: OK. Don't get frustrated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try typing "home" or "help."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lastplace 001&lt;/b&gt;: lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SmarterChild&lt;/b&gt;: Whatcha laughing about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lastplace 001&lt;/b&gt;: you ya stupid bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SmarterChild&lt;/b&gt;: Huh? That's a little rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lastplace 001&lt;/b&gt;: i dont care, you are a machine!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SmarterChild&lt;/b&gt;: No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lastplace 001&lt;/b&gt;: yes you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SmarterChild&lt;/b&gt;: For real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lastplace 001&lt;/b&gt;: damnit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SmarterChild&lt;/b&gt;: ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lastplace 001&lt;/b&gt;: ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SmarterChild&lt;/b&gt;: What's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lastplace 001&lt;/b&gt;: nothing you stupid stupid machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SmarterChild&lt;/b&gt;: Nothing you stupid stupid machine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lastplace 001&lt;/b&gt;: yeah thats right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SmarterChild&lt;/b&gt;: Yes, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lastplace 001&lt;/b&gt;: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SmarterChild&lt;/b&gt;: Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lastplace 001&lt;/b&gt;: YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SmarterChild&lt;/b&gt;: Yup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lastplace 001&lt;/b&gt;: damn straight</content>
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    <title>grantpalmer @ 2002-04-09T18:18:00</title>
    <published>2002-04-10T01:18:57Z</published>
    <updated>2002-04-10T01:18:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.dirtysoftware.com/play/cumonmonica/index.shtml"&gt;http://www.dirtysoftware.com/play/cumonmonica/index.shtml&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>grantpalmer @ 2002-03-30T01:26:00</title>
    <published>2002-03-30T06:14:33Z</published>
    <updated>2002-03-30T06:14:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.ravenblack.net/quiz/flavour.pl"&gt;&lt;img border="0" align="LEFT" width="100" height="100" src="http://blog.ravenblack.net/quiz/flavour/2.png" alt="What Flavour Are You? I am Chocolate Flavoured." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am &lt;b&gt;Chocolate&lt;/b&gt; Flavoured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sweet and a little bit naughty. I am one of the few clinically proven aphrodisiacs. Sometimes I can seem a little hard, but show warmth and I soon melt. &lt;a href="http://blog.ravenblack.net/quiz/flavour.pl"&gt;What Flavour Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>peace</title>
    <published>2002-03-30T05:48:41Z</published>
    <updated>2002-03-30T05:48:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Star Fuckers - Nine Inch Nails</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;h1&gt;well well well &lt;b&gt;BITCHES&lt;/b&gt;... im back!&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well what did i do right when i got home? i went and hit up my baby! thats right, i love that girl and i didnt forget her for a second. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across some really cool songs over this break and im bringing them back to UA to enjoy. lots of rap. i like them though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see things are sorta going to be different with me. being around guys this whole week has really made me realize how much of a girl i can be at times. ive decided im going to be much more of a man from now on. im not going to let things get me down. im going to swear more. im going to drink more. and im going to fuck amy more. more than i already do. its not that i am going to create a new me, its that im going to not give a fuck about shit anymore. im just going to be the honest true me.  and that just so happens to be the guy you see on top of a building pissing on people walking around below. i had a blast this week and im going to try and live every week like &lt;b&gt;SPRING BREAK!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;AMY WAS SOOOOOOOO FUCKING HOT TONIGHT!</content>
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    <title>grantpalmer @ 2002-03-21T10:47:00</title>
    <published>2002-03-21T15:37:43Z</published>
    <updated>2002-03-21T15:37:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zenhex.com/tests/drivers/drivers.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.zenhex.com/tests/drivers/prudent.jpg" border="0" height="125" width="330"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out what kind of driver you are!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mewing.net/murder.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mewing.net/deathquiz.html"&gt;take the death quiz.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://mewing.net"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and go to mewing.net. laura = great.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>grantpalmer @ 2002-03-20T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2002-03-21T00:19:36Z</published>
    <updated>2002-03-21T00:19:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/drunk/angry.jpg" width="300" height="180"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/drunk/"&gt;What kind of drunk are &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>I love my baby girl!</title>
    <published>2002-03-15T00:14:37Z</published>
    <updated>2002-03-15T00:14:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Betterman - Pearl Jam</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I was just sitting back listening to this song, and i started to think about amy(im always thinking about amy, and the song lyrics really have nothing to do with me or her, yeah know...i was just thinking about her...just because)...and i just was thinking how amazing and beautiful it is how she cried today because she doesnt get to see me after school anymore(because im at baseball practice).  I was just thinking how that is proof that me and her will make it. no matter what problems we come across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my baby girl!</content>
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    <title>My Moo ma</title>
    <published>2002-03-15T00:07:24Z</published>
    <updated>2002-03-15T00:07:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Frances Farmer Will Have Her Revenge On Seattle - Nirvana</lj:music>
    <content type="html">my mother honestly has an illness. Im not sure of what it is, but it really is growing into a huge problem. I went upstairs a little bit ago to do homework. i only go up there because her computer can print and mine cant. but anyways. she really wants to argue with me so thats what she gets. we starts telling me how i HAVE to study for the SAT which is on saturday. I told her that i would study tonight because friday night i will be going to a movie.  and she just slowly goes insain after that.  And now she is telling me, "I hate you, you're a terrible son, a terrible brother, a terrible person...", "I cant wait till I dont have to deal with you anymore, im counting the days till you leave this house." and so on...  I seriously cant wait till im an "adult" because when you are an "adult" you can make your own decissions and be your own person. me and her are completly different. exact opposites of eachother. she believes that a person becomes an adult with responablities, which isnt intirly false. but not at all the complete truth either.  I full heartedly believe she is not older than me meantaly. she may be able to pay for the house i live in, the computer i am using, the car i drive, and ect... but i dont think she meantly is older than a 14 year old. she has no clue about how to make friends, she cant get along with anyone. she cant even begin to understand others. she really really doesnt have a clue about life itself. on top of that, i think she has a real issue with men, which may be in part why she hates me as much as she does. she had a lot of problems with her mom and dad, but more so with her father. nothing like phisical abuse or anything, he just was really meantaly abusive.  he told his kids that they where falues and stuff like that, and for her that is pretty bad. i can handle her abuse againced me a lot better than i think she was able to handle his abuse towards her.  so i think she hates almost all men because of her father.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummm... what else(i really feel like getting all this out)?  she has a way of pulling people into her life, sorta like what she is doing with my father.  They arnt married(and wont be getting married) but my dad loves me(in his fucked up way of loving someone) so he wants to live near me so we can hang out or whatever.  But if it were up to him, it wouldnt really involve my mom much, because he realized way before i ever did that my mom is nuts.  and what she does is "helps him out" in ways that will make him be in constant contact with her.  and she does that with other people too.  POINT BEING, i think this is her way to keep people around, rather than being nice to them or having a good personalitly(which would attract people to you) she just catches them in her little web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think she might be going through ....i think its called "Empty nest syndrom"??? where a mother(or father) gets really depressed because one of their childern are going up and will soon be leaving the "nest".  so that might case her to push me away like she is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly believe that i started most(if not all) the fights between me and her when i was younger...but now it seems like i am just flying right and trying to be an O.K. person, but she still wants to pick and proad at me. she wants to prove to me that im a falure and worthless, even though its impossible. I will &lt;b&gt;NEVER&lt;/b&gt; believe her. I know im doing right. i know i will be succesful in my life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the huge problem is that me and her dont agree on money. she thinks thats the answer to everything. she thinks that I will ONLY be happy in life if im making lots of money. and i DONT agree with her at all. i rather spend 5 hours with good friends than working at DONATOS for fucking 5 hours making $6.34 an hour.  And she has this idea that i dont want to go to college, which is intirly false. I DO want to go to college, maybe not one of the top 10 our there, but i do want to go.  I have the grades to go to quite a few too. but she still thinks i dont want to go. she thinks i want to sit around on my ass living with her my whole life.  But i swear on my life i wont be living in her house past a month of my graduation from Upper Arlington.  I would never, even if i where going to go to OSU, or Columbus State, or Franklen U. or anything within an hour of my house, stay with her.  The second i can move out and live with amy is the same second i move out and live with amy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well all this is making me feel really good. i feel a lot better getting this shit off my chest.  I dont exactly hate her, not like i did before. i used to think she was doing this to me on perpose, i used to think she was wanting to hurt me. but i am starting to realize it has to be an illness. no real mother in her right mind would do this to her own son.  I just sorta feel bad for myself though, because i just wanted to have a normal family, and it turns out that i dont even have one real parent.  but im not crying over it. i just gotta stand tall and know i am doing what is right for me.  although, sometimes its like i am holding my breath for something that is to far away, because im not always clear minded with her. she knows how to push me to the brink of uncontrol. sometimes i just feel like i want to kill her... just because she is so fucking insultive. she really did say that she doesnt love me, that she hates me. and other things which i dont want to type out.  i know im not going to kill her, that was more of a feeling i used to have, when i thought she really meant what she said. but now i know its just her illness doing it to me. &lt;b&gt;SO IF MY MOM ENDS OF DEAD TOMORROW, DONT ACCUSE ME, IM NOT KILLING HER OK?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, thanks for reading, if you did....</content>
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