<?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-6217427</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:37:00.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blahblogger</title><subtitle type='html'>The Place to vent my emotional turbulance that errodes at my life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6217427.post-108533770481527411</id><published>2004-05-23T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T11:41:44.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I don't know what to say. I figured I would write something for anyone that drops by. Although I don't expect many to since I haven't made it public Well here is my Words. I Hate this.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-108533770481527411?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/108533770481527411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/108533770481527411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108533770481527411' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-108460421026422486</id><published>2004-05-14T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T23:56:50.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, Weekend is off to a good start. Ate Italian saw Kill bill 2, and it's only Friday. I hope things pick up from here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-108460421026422486?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/108460421026422486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/108460421026422486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108460421026422486' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-108440351895032142</id><published>2004-05-12T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T16:11:58.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow ever have such a good day you thing nothing can go wrong? Well today was that day man I feel so great it's like I never even went to work, but I did and its so weird because I didn't hate work today. Ask any of my friends and they will all tell you I truly despise work anyway enough of this nonsense. Post is done I feel great much love peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-108440351895032142?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/108440351895032142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/108440351895032142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108440351895032142' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-108433088617868042</id><published>2004-05-11T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T20:01:26.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well thanks to the prodding of a certain someone, I am making a comeback....Maybe. We shall see I am sure it will only last a few days, maybe weeks. LOL in any case I am posting today and it's just a bunch of blah blah blah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-108433088617868042?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/108433088617868042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/108433088617868042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108433088617868042' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-107985531177237761</id><published>2004-03-20T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T23:51:54.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wee going to shows by yourself rawks! But hey I still don't care because I picked up 4 CD's for under 30ish bucks cant beat that with a stick! Yup I had a good time looking at hot emo girls and chilling to some mellow music maybe next time I will have a girlfriend ?? God I hope so that would be so awesome. Hey nick when you read this just think I got to see some really hot emo girls with jet black and the glasses all perfect for you Hahaha &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-107985531177237761?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107985531177237761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107985531177237761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107985531177237761' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-107932255190162902</id><published>2004-03-14T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T19:52:26.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No news is good news? I once heard that somewhere but I don't think that refers to everything. Because sometimes I want to hear the news, not just the shit that's on tv that news is always bad and depressing I have enough of the in my life. Well this time no news may be good because I have no news to give at this juncture in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-107932255190162902?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107932255190162902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107932255190162902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107932255190162902' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-107887897341285455</id><published>2004-03-09T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T16:39:20.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well here's a small update. I think I found a great girl, my life is weird things are looking up but I still feel down. My ducks are lining up as they say at work. Well I hope shit stays like this it would rawk! Sorry for such a poor update but I am going to suck my soul away playing a game or some lame shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-107887897341285455?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107887897341285455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107887897341285455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107887897341285455' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-107750558367280061</id><published>2004-02-22T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T19:09:09.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow! Talk about long time. I know its been a few since my last entry but hey I been um busy.... Ok not busy just sleepworm lazy. But I guess I can get back to writing things and expressing my views, opinions, and thoughts. Even when I know my thoughts are just silliness. I should have gone snowboarding today or even bike riding with nick, but I just have felt like ass lately its like an eternal depression has caught me in its wake. I'm looking for the eye of the storm to maybe take refuge but I can say for now its far from sight, perhaps I'm going the wrong way its a topsy turvy and I don't know what to do. Well maybe next entry will find me in a good place :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-107750558367280061?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107750558367280061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107750558367280061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107750558367280061' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-10763950234700830</id><published>2004-02-09T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T22:39:31.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well its been roughly a week since my last entry but I don't have much to say I been secluding myself from human contact you might say but its cool and shit I need to withdraw reorganize and rethink my "angle of attack". Its weird I always thought my life was bad but then I go to wal-marts with my roomie and find my life is peachy keen compared to his. It doesn't seem fair but yet it does. I mean I paid my dues I sacrificed a lot and have sacrificed even more  well I have started to sacrifice more actually. well as per the TI Double Ger TTFN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-10763950234700830?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/10763950234700830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/10763950234700830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#10763950234700830' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-107586122104529070</id><published>2004-02-03T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T18:22:40.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Opps I should have wrote about my "little trip" at Mt. Spokane ah well it will be ok I will write about that later :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-107586122104529070?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107586122104529070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107586122104529070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107586122104529070' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-107510029367368941</id><published>2004-01-25T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T23:00:20.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boy, been a while since I have wrote anything in here guess I should get on that sometime well here's a little something nothing fascinating but I am going back to my real work after this week I am kind of happy but kind of sad in any case I am glad to be done with dealing with certain aspects of this current job but I'm going to miss just being lazy and watching movies at work. By the way this kitten nick has is driving everyone crazy well that's all bye bye now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-107510029367368941?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107510029367368941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107510029367368941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107510029367368941' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-107483063926220364</id><published>2004-01-22T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T20:06:02.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well this is weird I was talking about vampires with this guy at work. We were saying how cool it would be sorta until the whole stake in the heart thing. Then that night I was talking to Shirley about them and she asked if I wasn't really one because I knew so much about them. I told her I don't know to much about them just what I see on TV. She then asked "well don't you work at night?" I said yea but is not my choice. But then she confessed she was kidding and it had been a long night strange days I tell you. I admitted it would be cool except for the whole eternal damnation part yup I don't like that so I would stay very much mortal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-107483063926220364?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107483063926220364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107483063926220364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107483063926220364' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-107439121847795656</id><published>2004-01-17T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T18:02:14.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning I don't remember what I was dreaming but I know it was something pleasant. But alas I could not finish my sequence as I was torn from my trance like state I call sleeping. Awoken to someone calling my name while the distillers blared. Anyhow I started to think later on how and why I don't have a girlfriend, perhaps its something someone once told me. I was once told by a girl, that I think like a girl and that it isn't bad. But is it really? Perhaps this way of thinking prevents me from being that masculine guy girls want. Well I have come to a conclusion that most girls hate other girls, and if I indeed think like a girl then perhaps I am hated for this mere reason. Which unbeknownst to me will keep me from actually ever meeting that one special girl? Or perhaps I'm a blathering fool and just need to let the cards fall as they may. And stop worrying so much about the little things in life. But its like I told a friend "its the little things that get you not the big ones" so if the big one gets you its atleast painless and not so unexpected. Well as per the T I Double Ger TTFN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-107439121847795656?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107439121847795656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107439121847795656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107439121847795656' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-107430828413611707</id><published>2004-01-16T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T18:59:58.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whatever happen to those days of just feeling feelings? I cant recall the last time I felt so bleak, indifferent, and uncaring. I want my old life back I want the life the air force has stole from me. I was once so happy and content now I strive to look for more. I want more, no rather I need more now. I need to fill a void but on this journey I am without guidance and without direction. The very thing I need to fulfill my life oh please lord here me and give guidance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-107430828413611707?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107430828413611707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107430828413611707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107430828413611707' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-107421560710740110</id><published>2004-01-15T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T17:15:20.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well one more night of work and I can already tell its going to be a long night. But that's ok its suppose to be an extended weekend. So that makes everything a-ok just like face-to-face said. Boy I need to get more tunes my iTunes is looking shabby nothing worth putting to an iPod that I one day will get. So anyway I told my boss I am more productive working alone, and he told me told me he is the same way. Its good to know I'm not the only one who rather work alone. Don't get me wrong I Don't mind the occasional team player shit but if it were up to me I rather work alone I can do it my way and get it right the first time unless its a excel program then its right after 4 trial runs. Well I'm just babbling now so I'm going to end this with a TTFN &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-107421560710740110?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107421560710740110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107421560710740110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107421560710740110' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-10741338135100782</id><published>2004-01-14T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T18:32:05.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well there's not much to say tonight. I don't think I have ever felt this void of feeling before, or maybe I'm overwhelmed. Anyways I don't really know I'm just feeling happier then I did a few weeks ago. I'm starting to feel better and more assure of myself. Things could be looking up only time will tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-10741338135100782?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/10741338135100782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/10741338135100782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#10741338135100782' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-107401386996982262</id><published>2004-01-13T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T09:13:00.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I don't know what is about today but man I wish it would end in a hurry. I feel like ass and I generally hate it right now. Doesn't help that I'm all lonely and shit, I been noticing I have the biggest desire to be with someone. Man I wish god would just drop someone in my lap. I would be so stoked it would be like the first time I went boarding, skiing, jetskiing, or any other time I did some adrenaline shit. Its to bad life isn't that easy. But sure is nice to dream :D.  well TTFN &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                              Love, peace, and nappiness. Hector out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-107401386996982262?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107401386996982262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107401386996982262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107401386996982262' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-107396146958097690</id><published>2004-01-12T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-12T18:38:10.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I am happy to report I got some damn good friends. And I'm so glad to say that, but now I just need a damn good girlfriend and shit will be straight. Never the less I am happy right now I am so happy I'm even looking for a second job just for the hell of it. The money isn't really important its the interaction with people is what I'm looking for. Yea I need to get out there and date and shit, and this is a good way to meet a nice girl I suppose. Better then nothing I guess, ah well until next posting TTFN. ( for all of you that don't know TTFN = ta ta for now as quoted by T I Double Ger)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-107396146958097690?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107396146958097690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107396146958097690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107396146958097690' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-107384970441846904</id><published>2004-01-11T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T11:35:24.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well the weekends almost over and I accomplished absolutely nothing. Sure I was able to be lazy all weekend like I wanted. But I can do that any weekend. I was hoping this weekend would somehow be different, more exciting, more adventurous, but alas it was not. Oh well tonight I will go to work and pickup on my routine of being a lazy bitch and loving it. That's all I wanted to say really nothing much but just to complain. Oh how I love complaining tis my one joy in life if I'm not complaining I'm not happy well TTFN &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                               much love Hector out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-107384970441846904?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107384970441846904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107384970441846904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107384970441846904' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-107377242481185652</id><published>2004-01-10T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T11:35:38.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hola today isn't to bad and I thought it would be a good day to blog. Upon waking up though I get a message saying that I'm annoying and I like to play little games, sure I like to play games . I'm a gamer that's what we do. Anyways that aside its still a great Saturday I'm talking to a great person, and I can absolutely be lazy or whatever. Not work which is always nice, the only bad thing is I'm kind of broke cant do very much maybe a movie or two and some other small stuff. No boarding this weekend, but its ok I think I'm still recovering from last time on new years eve. Well maybe after a refreshing shower I can tackle some of them more interesting things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-107377242481185652?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107377242481185652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107377242481185652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107377242481185652' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-107369344110871774</id><published>2004-01-09T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T16:11:01.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So its been a while since I posted anything not that anyone reads it but I don't care. My original line of thought is wow. I'm feeling tons happier in this new year I don't know why but I am glad for it and much in need of it I think I have turned a new leaf and for good reason everything is going smoothly even work my job still blows ass and everything but now I feel more in control (but of course I'm really not). But now I have a routine and it works for me my workday goes by somewhat faster and more enjoyable. Well until the next blue moon posting as quoted by  the T I double Ger tigger TTFN. Hector out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-107369344110871774?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107369344110871774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107369344110871774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107369344110871774' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-107307668137453062</id><published>2004-01-02T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T12:51:39.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yet another day in my life where my blog title is so fitting. Its like I am walking through a swamp and there's no sign of daylight.  Being that I already hate being dirty you can imagine the metaphor has more meaning then just trudging through a nasty place. Well hopefully since it is a new year I will have a better time then I did last year, so far so good and my outlook has changed a bit. But not enough to warrant happiness yet. I am going to strive to achieve that bliss I once held in ignorance. With some luck and major attitude adjustment I will be happy once again. Well that's all I have for now until next random idea I'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-107307668137453062?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107307668137453062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107307668137453062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107307668137453062' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-107300958859844908</id><published>2004-01-01T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T18:13:42.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This new year I hope my life changes for the better all last year I felt I was in a hole that I could not get out of with time I hope I will see the way out and everything mends as the saying goes "time heals everything"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-107300958859844908?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107300958859844908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107300958859844908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107300958859844908' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-10725887229960556</id><published>2003-12-27T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T21:18:59.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So im not the hottest guy around but i have a profile on Hotor Not.com and well as you can see for your self but hey if you want help my rating or hurt it however you feel is best &lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" &lt;br /&gt;src="http://www.hotornot.com/js/rate/?eid=R8NUBM&amp;key=MPB&amp;pic=1"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hotornot.com/r/?sid=K&amp;newUser=1"&gt;Are You HOT or NOT?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-10725887229960556?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/10725887229960556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/10725887229960556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#10725887229960556' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-107246512392534971</id><published>2003-12-26T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-26T10:59:00.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So this morning was my last day of hell and now I have a full week of being a total lazy bitch I'm so happy I could cry not really but man that's classic. So today I get to josh's house and get maybe 4 hours sleep before nick josh and Britain start harassing me. I'm not young like them bucks, I need my sleep but its ok. I will be fine now just need to wake up, I cant wait to go boarding, it should be so much fun this time around until next silly posting its hector signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-107246512392534971?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107246512392534971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107246512392534971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107246512392534971' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-107219888058083605</id><published>2003-12-23T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T12:53:11.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahh I have something to bitch about and its all via the internet. Yes I'm talking about spam its like a telemarketer but only worse they just don't stop and annoy you 24/7 what's even worse is the shitty spyware and pop up shit man I hate it all I'm about to reformat just to get rid of that shit ah well to much and I'm to lazy ill just bitch about it another few whatever until it drives me absolute ly bonkers hum I think I owe josh some vodka maybe later when I'm not broke =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-107219888058083605?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107219888058083605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107219888058083605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107219888058083605' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-107216019518634075</id><published>2003-12-22T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T22:16:50.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well its crazy i think i have a wrong title for my blogger for none of my entries are really about me and be angry but i do just think of the crazy stuff and try to understand perhaps i should rename but i bet the moment i do bam ill be ranting of some sort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-107216019518634075?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107216019518634075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107216019518634075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107216019518634075' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-107196099462575717</id><published>2003-12-20T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T14:56:49.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahh another day and yet nothing to really do i cant go boarding because i dont like doing it by myself (not to mention i cant afford to right now) i have to work the whole week but it will be for a good cause because the following week i will have off oh joyous times it will be even if i dont do anything the whole week it still will be sweetness well thats all for now til next post =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-107196099462575717?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107196099462575717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107196099462575717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107196099462575717' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-107186072251804341</id><published>2003-12-19T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T11:05:37.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Grrr a real reason tobe angry i keep forgetting my login's and im getting bitched at,  work sucks i hate the whole deal and i just cant take it much more. im changeing what i do for work soon and from all i hear work is even worse then what im doing now. oh lord whatever i did to deserve this i am sorry. well heres another reason to be angry my roomie/friends car got broken into now he lost all kinds of gear he just bought his cd's and tons of stereo equipment. this stuff makes me very pissed if i ever see someone doing that to any of my friends i will have to beat that person within an inch of thier life its like messing with my fam just dont do it, anyway im out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-107186072251804341?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107186072251804341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107186072251804341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107186072251804341' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-107170120275526574</id><published>2003-12-17T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T14:46:56.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well im not to angry today except at this punkass that flipped me and some friends off while coming back from Return of the king which i must say is an awesome movie for an awesome trilogy its up there with indy and star wars :) well no bitterness at the moment maybe wheni wake from my slumber night night til next angry post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-107170120275526574?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107170120275526574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/107170120275526574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107170120275526574' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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-6217427.post-10716532481180111</id><published>2003-12-17T01:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T09:17:12.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Would like to start off by saying this is really something I started from the advice of a friend. Thought hey why not use this forum to get stuff off my chest, vent and who knows maybe even entertain a few people with my wild thoughts and views on life and anything I see fit to offer my opinion on. Lets just say most of this will be me just going off on some tangent but its my blog and if no one reads it so what =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  For my first entry its going to be about work and with many after it will probably be related to work as with everything I hate deals with work. Well I guess I wont rant tonight I will just finish off by saying work is evil and I'm glad that its only going to last so long before I either give in or it goes away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6217427-10716532481180111?l=zerowords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/10716532481180111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6217427/posts/default/10716532481180111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zerowords.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#10716532481180111' title=''/><author><name>Hector</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16075027655548921012</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>
