<?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-5349209</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:03:40.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>puppypills</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/devil02.gif"&gt; &lt;/center&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-833824912098001236</id><published>2011-06-26T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T03:21:55.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The first memory i have of her is from a vhs home movie.   She had pigtails and a red Christmas party dress on.  She couldn't have been older than 5 years of age.  Young enough to still believe in Santa Claus and Jesus.  She stood in front of a decked out Christmas pine singing songs about baby Jesus that she had learned for a school Christmas pageant.  This was probably before anything had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/833824912098001236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=833824912098001236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/833824912098001236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/833824912098001236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2011/06/first-memory-i-have-of-her-is-from-vhs.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-4604016228178828376</id><published>2011-05-29T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T00:24:29.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::Q&amp;A::Q:What happened to the words?  Where did they go?  A:Drank them down with a bottle of pills.Q:Does Gato love me?A: You? No.  Me? YES!OMGYES!Q:Will I update this?A:Prolly not. Right?!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/4604016228178828376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=4604016228178828376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/4604016228178828376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/4604016228178828376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2011/05/q-qwhat-happened-to-words-where-did.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-5768824199341726084</id><published>2011-05-23T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T00:57:17.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::gone::disappearing completely is a hard thing to accomplish.  you could delete your facebook account, close your bank accounts, quit your job,  lose your phone but you're always still somewhere right?  attention whoring, self absorbed, forgetful, useless, talentless, fat, unaccomplished, messy, irresponsible, spiteful, hateful, mindless, unfulfilled, slutty, inconsiderate, rude, mean, ugly, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/5768824199341726084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=5768824199341726084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/5768824199341726084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/5768824199341726084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2011/05/gone-disappearing-completely-is-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-2651417686022072041</id><published>2011-05-17T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T00:38:14.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::5-17-11::words that i rhyme beat in time follow signif the cat chases yarn then the dime chases youbut i ride on the universe the planet it isif you're not in the game then what what do you play? to each his own get your throne reap what you sewtake your time follow sign and I'll be sure to make it mine</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/2651417686022072041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=2651417686022072041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/2651417686022072041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/2651417686022072041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2011/05/5-17-11-words-that-i-rhyme-beat-in-time.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-1147689468943616417</id><published>2011-02-17T04:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T04:23:57.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My eyes are shaking.  I don't know if that means that I'm still in REM sleep or what.  Is this real life?  I just made a mistake disguised as a good idea, according to circumstance.  I was dreaming when I made that mistake but I wasn't when I made the decision to make that mistake.  And now, I can't take it back.  I won't.  I just hope you understand and unfortunately you probably won't.  I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/1147689468943616417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=1147689468943616417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/1147689468943616417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/1147689468943616417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-eyes-are-shaking.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-4125768876514581296</id><published>2011-02-15T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T21:03:54.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>:::PINK muthafuckin Hair:::</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/4125768876514581296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=4125768876514581296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/4125768876514581296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/4125768876514581296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2011/02/pink-muthafuckin-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kYVLV0WOz6s/TVtXx93_gbI/AAAAAAAAAvE/ZdYvmDBWeCk/s72-c/2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-6292021222805551700</id><published>2010-03-08T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T22:27:57.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My positives on reserve are pretty much depleted by the end of the day.  I feel drained of something but can't quite put my finger on it.  It is not emotion 'cause I've been lacking the ability to feel.  It is not tangible 'cause that would just be disgusting.  It is something bigger, something outer, something more important than I can create within myself.  The closest thing I could call it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/6292021222805551700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=6292021222805551700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/6292021222805551700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/6292021222805551700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-positives-on-reserve-are-pretty-much.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-8390239428084824441</id><published>2008-06-28T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T11:53:36.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Drainin' jams in the night in spite of the day.  Wasted way too long I wait for a call but don't answer, 'cause tonite I'm a dancer.  The cancer the past is gone, but it all comes back when I'm here.  In the stillness there's still this illness that kills this mood, and the silence in spite of this I miss what was there. Do you still care? 'Cause I do.True, but whatever I hear it's clear that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/8390239428084824441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=8390239428084824441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/8390239428084824441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/8390239428084824441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2008/06/drainin-jams-in-night-in-spite-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-8952500665078239513</id><published>2007-08-21T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T14:01:41.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Juxtapose, it's just a pose.  Who knowswhat's better for us than us.It's justified and full of lies.Interrogation leads to more questionsthan answers, and Sir--it's time to move beyondand we all knew it'd come to this.The switches that turned us off are the same that turned us on.Singing the same song to that same blond but somehow seems so wrong.I wrote to let you know thisbefore this and that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/8952500665078239513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=8952500665078239513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/8952500665078239513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/8952500665078239513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2007/08/juxtapose-its-just-pose.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-4399892357137792121</id><published>2007-07-16T19:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T20:01:03.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"The most wonderful of all things in life, I believe, is the discovery of another human being with whom one's relationship has a glowing depth, beauty, and joy as the years increase. This inner progressiveness of love between two human beings is a most marvelous thing, it cannot be found by looking for it or by passionately wishing for it. It is a sort of Divine accident."  Sir Hugh Walpoe</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/4399892357137792121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=4399892357137792121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/4399892357137792121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/4399892357137792121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2007/07/most-wonderful-of-all-things-in-life-i.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b6fJxAH3Vh4/Rpww22XEs3I/AAAAAAAAACs/9MwQGq8NYkc/s72-c/-3.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-1660869979247923300</id><published>2007-05-09T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T22:27:07.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My love is exhaustingAnd yours is non-existentAnd you can't keep comin' round'Cause everytime you're distant.Your heart is bent on breaking meAnd mine as hard as nails.So we'll keep driftin' round and roundTil storms corrupt our sails.My love won't let it happen.My heart's abandon ship.Before these waves tear us apartI'll end this fruitless trip.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/1660869979247923300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=1660869979247923300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/1660869979247923300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/1660869979247923300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-love-is-exhausting-and-yours-is-non.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-7472442491781908730</id><published>2007-04-17T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T06:46:42.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Actions speak louder than txt.Text speaks louder than nothing at all.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/7472442491781908730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=7472442491781908730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/7472442491781908730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/7472442491781908730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2007/04/actions-speak-louder-than-txt.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-5393416767545677233</id><published>2007-04-04T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T23:38:11.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's about time Maroon 5 came out with a new album.  Well, it isn't out yet but I love this new song.  I'm trying to pound these lyrics into my brain...right NOW.Maroon 5 -- Makes Me WonderI wake up with blood-shot eyesStruggled to memorizeThe way it felt between your thighsPleasure that made you cryFeels so good to be badNot worth the aftermath, after thatAfter thatTry to get you backI still </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/5393416767545677233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=5393416767545677233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/5393416767545677233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/5393416767545677233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-about-time-maroon-5-came-out-with.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-5801227785524102342</id><published>2007-04-01T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T14:23:16.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been having an unusual slew of weird dreams lately.  Maybe my mind is  getting ahead of itself with my lack of creativity output.  I've had my head wrapped around someone and somethings that keep manifesting themselves in utter weirdness when my body is unconscious. I'll say it again...weird.  So eat this:[Names have been changed to protect the innocent]Setting: Dark bar-like atmosphere, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/5801227785524102342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=5801227785524102342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/5801227785524102342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/5801227785524102342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2007/04/ive-been-having-unusual-slew-of-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-7393257085340813890</id><published>2007-03-24T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T11:45:15.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's one I gotta remember:[Horoscope March 24th, 2007]"You need relationships in your life that are built on honesty, kindness and trust. So why are you settling for situations that are far from what you actually require or desire? Be honest with yourself."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/7393257085340813890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=7393257085340813890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/7393257085340813890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/7393257085340813890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2007/03/heres-one-i-gotta-remember-horoscope.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-9118441355254826997</id><published>2007-03-20T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T00:27:35.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As a Matter of FactIf it could only be this way,and we could say goodbye,and I wouldn't cry,and you wouldn't have to lie,and it could only be this waythen it wouldn't matter.If things would only be this way,and we could hold each other close,and I could separate my fears,and you didn't have to save my tears,and it would only be this waythen none of this would matter.If things should only be this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/9118441355254826997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=9118441355254826997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/9118441355254826997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/9118441355254826997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2007/03/as-matter-of-fact-if-it-could-only-be.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-7065619338235035871</id><published>2007-02-21T23:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T00:03:58.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had some thoughts in my head that wouldn't go away, so I wrote them down to a beat in my chest that wouldn't go away.  =TAlmost FellI almost fell in love with you,Because the way you say my name sounds so sincere.And if every line you said to mewasn't so rehearsed, perfect, and clear,Then I would have fallen for youOnly to have you break my heart.Then I could have called to you,Because every </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/7065619338235035871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=7065619338235035871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/7065619338235035871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/7065619338235035871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-had-some-thoughts-in-my-head-that.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-6504040072250180774</id><published>2007-02-10T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T18:54:51.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: The Fray ::How to Save a Life::::taste:::::: Null::mood::::I've been going back and forth between text fields, teetering on the edge of going public or staying within the comfy confines of 'no one will ever know.'::A List of Problems::[ ] I have a hard time saying something that will inevitably unmask my hard candy shell to reveal my squishy vulnerable side. Even if it is just text.[ </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/6504040072250180774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=6504040072250180774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/6504040072250180774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/6504040072250180774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2007/02/bgnoise-fray-how-to-save-life-tast-e.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b6fJxAH3Vh4/Rc4mjSXw0xI/AAAAAAAAABo/VDJHkCwxfMA/s72-c/mamegomamood9.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-2348609340462234598</id><published>2007-02-06T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T13:51:54.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: Feist ::Let It Die::::taste:::::: Bile::mood::::Miserable...I honestly cannot remember the last time I felt like this or even if I've ever felt like this before.  It makes me cry just thinking about it.  I cry a lot, I do but the tears have never burned like this before.  It's as if they're falling across my face, down my throat, and hanging there to strangle me until I can't breath.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/2348609340462234598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=2348609340462234598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/2348609340462234598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/2348609340462234598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2007/02/bgnoise-feist-let-it-die-tast-e-bile.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b6fJxAH3Vh4/Rcj1-XfNQWI/AAAAAAAAABc/YSztiJRQOHw/s72-c/02-2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-2682945502654336560</id><published>2007-02-01T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T14:48:21.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The most beautiful cover-up for negligence that I have ever seen...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/2682945502654336560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=2682945502654336560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/2682945502654336560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/2682945502654336560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2007/02/most-beautiful-cover-up-for-negligence.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-7721735908033624224</id><published>2007-01-28T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T17:29:54.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"What you feel only matters to you. It's what you do to the people you love. That's what matters. That's the only thing that counts."~Last KissSometimes I do such a good job at making everyone think things are perfect, I forget that deep down we're just as fucked up as the rest of them.  And when reality settles in and smashes me to the floor once again it just pushes me down that much deeper.   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/7721735908033624224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=7721735908033624224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/7721735908033624224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/7721735908033624224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-you-feel-only-matters-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-7576867861890776046</id><published>2007-01-27T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T22:26:09.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Locked in...breaking things,myself.It hurts more than it should...disappointment never failsme.Expecting too much...from you, from everyone,myself.Tears burn...when they fall on lonelyme.Emotions stop...when I stop caring about everythingand myself.It seems like this is all I have...me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/7576867861890776046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=7576867861890776046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/7576867861890776046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/7576867861890776046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2007/01/locked-in.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-2615996689867571714</id><published>2007-01-24T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T15:20:34.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: Something For Rockets ::All OK::::taste:::::: Water ::mood::::It's not as bad as it looks.  I had to post something here so I can remember my first snowboarding trip.  That bruise right there is just concentrated fun coursing through my veins.  I'll be going back this weekend and hopefully [I'll keep my fingers crossed]  I'll have more pictures to post.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/2615996689867571714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=2615996689867571714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/2615996689867571714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/2615996689867571714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2007/01/bgnoise-something-for-rockets-all-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b6fJxAH3Vh4/Rbflo2fEHqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/UzlXMGITzio/s72-c/05-2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-116812528100350752</id><published>2007-01-06T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T15:14:41.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: Jacqueline Nassar ::The Window::::taste:::::: Chamomile Tea ::mood::::I wrote words for her...I spoke them and didn't cry.She was caring, giving, and a loving mother to everyone.  As I lay my head upon her shallow breaths I felt her last heartbeat.  It told me not to be afraid, not to be sad, because life goes on, and her spirit lives on.  It told me her life was lived for everyone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/116812528100350752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=116812528100350752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/116812528100350752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/116812528100350752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2007/01/bgnoise-jacqueline-nassar-window-taste.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-116655966148113942</id><published>2006-12-19T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T12:21:01.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: Hot Rod Circuit  ::The Pharmacist::::taste:::::: Tropical Twist Trident::mood:::::Gotta say, I really did like him when he was sober and he had a cute smile whenever he would use it.  I bailed him out for a reason.  I had his back for a reason.  I wanted to be there for him when no one else was, but apparently I was just another shoulder to lean on.  Being used emotionally is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/116655966148113942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=116655966148113942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/116655966148113942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/116655966148113942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2006/12/bgnoise-hot-rod-circuit-pharmacist.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-116595370981186609</id><published>2006-12-12T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T12:01:49.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: Magenetic North  ::doin' just fine::::taste:::::: Stale air::mood:::::Although it was fleeting I slept still and sound last night. The rain pounded against the window pane and lulled me to sleep around 2:33am.  It was surprisingly warm.  I didn't have to shut the window all the way and I didn't have to wrap myself up like a stuffed pouch as per usual.  It was an odd feeling to be ok </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/116595370981186609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=116595370981186609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/116595370981186609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/116595370981186609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2006/12/bgnoise-magenetic-north-doin-just-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-116553513985124841</id><published>2006-12-07T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T15:45:39.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I never knew a satellite could be a star but it's always appeared that way from a distance.  I've always had a hard time distinguishing between the two. I like looking at the sky.  I don't question why or how it all works it just does and that's alright with me.  The night sky has been clear the past few days. Clear enough to see a billion and one stars.Clear enough to get lost in the enormity of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/116553513985124841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=116553513985124841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/116553513985124841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/116553513985124841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-never-knew-satellite-could-be-star.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-113357784177292708</id><published>2005-12-02T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T18:44:01.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>v_v I can't believe I said OFF THE HOOK.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/113357784177292708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=113357784177292708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/113357784177292708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/113357784177292708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2005/12/vv-i-cant-believe-i-said-off-hook.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-112967892820048865</id><published>2005-10-18T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T16:42:08.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Party was off the hook.  Close to 300 people showed up.  I had so much fun with all my friends but I'm still relieved that it's over.  Maybe we'll do it again someday...heh.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/112967892820048865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=112967892820048865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/112967892820048865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/112967892820048865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2005/10/party-was-off-hook.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-112478276973495461</id><published>2005-08-22T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T00:44:30.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: Count the Stars  ::all good things::::taste:::::: Puffins Cereal::mood:::::I'm a little distraught and confuzzled. Steph and I have been planning a huge get together for our 23rd/24th birthday celebration. Not necessarily because we're into big parties, or because we wanted to have a phat party that people would be talking about for days after, or because we wanted to get piss assed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/112478276973495461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=112478276973495461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/112478276973495461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/112478276973495461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2005/08/bgnoise-count-stars-all-good-things.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-112379828923871055</id><published>2005-08-11T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T15:11:29.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: Postal Service  ::such great heights::::taste:::::: Meatball Sub::mood:::::Lately I've been feeling a bit nostalgic.  It's kinda driving me a little crazy, 'cause seriously nobody longs for the past as much as I do.  Well, I take that back.  I can probably think of a few people who might feel the same way as me. (Mainly other members of my fam-fam)  Time is lurching towards my least </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/112379828923871055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=112379828923871055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/112379828923871055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/112379828923871055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2005/08/bgnoise-postal-service-such-great.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-112197764922499759</id><published>2005-07-21T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T13:27:29.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/112197764922499759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=112197764922499759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/112197764922499759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/112197764922499759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2005/07/take-mit-weblog-survey.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-111924954994718340</id><published>2005-06-19T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T23:43:29.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: Jimmy Eat World::futures::::taste:::::: Eggplant::mood::::: So I'm back from Hawaii and this is all I have to write about right now.  I'll update some other time. [ ] I am bisexual or homosexual.[x] I've consumed alcohol.[x ] I've run away from home.[x] I have lied to my parents about where I am.[ ] I listen to political music.[ ] I collect comic books.[x] I shut others out when I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/111924954994718340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=111924954994718340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/111924954994718340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/111924954994718340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2005/06/bgnoise-jimmy-eat-worldfutures-taste.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-111113200994117782</id><published>2005-03-17T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T23:46:49.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: Crickets and Frogs::taste:::::: Cherry Slurpee::mood::::: My lungs have staged an all out war on me.  I've been coughing up blood spots all day and spotting the tissue when I blow my nose.  I'm seriously considering quitting smoking.  I'm certainly not ready to quit but it's getting to the point where I just feel so stupid having a smoke.  It relaxes me when I need to chill but then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/111113200994117782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=111113200994117782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/111113200994117782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/111113200994117782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2005/03/bgnoise-crickets-and-frogs-taste.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-111105783857466730</id><published>2005-03-17T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T03:10:38.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: Crickets and Frogs::taste:::::: Cherry Coke Slurpee::mood::::: So today I dutifully failed my midterm for my cinematography class. Considering that I spent the whole day cramming for it when I coulda been getting some Z's......it kinda bums me out. The thing that really gets me is that I made a shitload of index cards directly from the review paper and I studied them diligently but I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/111105783857466730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=111105783857466730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/111105783857466730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/111105783857466730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2005/03/bgnoise-crickets-and-frogs-taste_17.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-110938634207645068</id><published>2005-02-25T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T18:52:22.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: All-American Rejects  -=My Paper Heart=-::taste:::::: Water::mood::::: I went to the docter today 'cause Joe made me sick.  He's all better now, and I have to stick it out for a couple more days.   Hopefully I'll be better on Sunday 'cause I told my boss I would be.   Anyway...so I went to the docter and she told me I had a sinus infection.  Then she told me they were gonna stab me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/110938634207645068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=110938634207645068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/110938634207645068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/110938634207645068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2005/02/bgnoise-all-american-rejects-my-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-109945619994787577</id><published>2004-11-02T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T20:29:59.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Which File Extension are You?  I thought the quiz was cute and I had to take it.  Hmm, I should update this thing more often.  Ehhh I'm gonna get some grub. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/109945619994787577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=109945619994787577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/109945619994787577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/109945619994787577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2004/11/which-file-extension-are-you-i-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-108760887087272898</id><published>2004-06-18T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T10:19:54.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Photo Stuff [The Cuzzie Escapade][June 16th, 2oo4] So, the Cuzzie (Kristee) and I decided to go out on the town.  I forget what it was exactly that we planned to do, but anyway-- here's what we actually did.    Of course we had to take a trip to 7-11 first.  I needed cigarettes.  But ono guess what.  That phone over there is tapped !   Next up we went over to target to get...something. We </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/108760887087272898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=108760887087272898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/108760887087272898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/108760887087272898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2004/06/photo-stuff-cuzzie-escapade-june-16th.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-108759987805390484</id><published>2004-06-18T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T16:09:20.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Photo Stuff [Korilla &amp; Stephamonkey][June 14th, 2oo4] So, me and the Stephamonkey decided to take a trip to downtown SF to go see a movie.  I drove, we picked up a textbook I needed for class,and headed over to the Metreon.  We bought the tickets for the movie, The Stepford Wives, and then we headed outside to take some pictures.       I smoked a cigarette and took some quick snaps of us </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/108759987805390484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=108759987805390484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/108759987805390484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/108759987805390484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2004/06/photo-stuff-korilla-stephamonkey-june.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-108759515695517869</id><published>2004-06-18T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T14:47:22.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Photo Stuff [Cal Poly Graduation]Took a trip to San Luis Obispo, Ca. to watch my friend Jenny M. graduate from Cal Poly. [June 12th, 2oo4]            </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/108759515695517869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=108759515695517869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/108759515695517869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/108759515695517869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2004/06/photo-stuff-cal-poly-graduation-took.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-108732935972363243</id><published>2004-06-15T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T12:55:59.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>     Eysenck's Test Results    Extraversion (54%) medium which suggests you are moderately talkative, optimistic, and sociable. Neuroticism (55%) medium which suggests you are moderately worrying, insecure, emotional, and nervous. Psychoticism (68%) moderately high which suggests you tend to be offensive, uncooperative, and rebellious.    Take Eysenck's EPQ-R based Personality Testpersonality </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/108732935972363243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=108732935972363243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/108732935972363243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/108732935972363243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2004/06/eysencks-test-results-extraversion-54.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-108657766244005868</id><published>2004-06-06T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T20:07:42.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Disturbing memories come back to the surface, reminding you of events and obligations that you'd rather forget. Unresolved issues won't go away until you make at least a sincere gesture toward fixing them. It's all too easy to push things aside. You've done it before and gained yourself a little breathing space. But unless you deal with these disruptions one last time, you obliterate the chances </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/108657766244005868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=108657766244005868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/108657766244005868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/108657766244005868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2004/06/disturbing-memories-come-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-108491808020260087</id><published>2004-05-18T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T15:08:00.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: Brand New -=Mix Tape=- ::taste::::::  Fanta -- Strawberry::mood::::: So~ I'll be back to posting more frequently like I used to.I finished up my finals last week, and I'm gonna sit around and be lazy this week before I go look for my summer job.  I have about one month before I start summer school. *WHOO* I'm just looking forward to Hawaii.  I gotta work on getting my body into </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/108491808020260087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=108491808020260087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/108491808020260087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/108491808020260087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2004/05/bgnoise-brand-new-mix-tape-taste-fanta_18.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-108419592545041926</id><published>2004-05-10T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T06:34:21.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: Some birds outside my window  -=Chirp chirp=- ::taste:::::: bland::mood:::::  Mom--So the cold air is coming through my window now and I'm shaking from head to toe, but I don't wanna close that window now because--I just don't. Yesterday was Mother's day and I wanted to tell you that I love you.  I would have called you up but I don't know your number. I meant to sit down by that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/108419592545041926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=108419592545041926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/108419592545041926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/108419592545041926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2004/05/bgnoise-some-birds-outside-my-window.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-108047058378917416</id><published>2004-03-28T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T04:23:23.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I stole this from nullcherrilet us commence the ripping[YOUR NAME](1) The singular boring question: What is your name? Korinne (Kori)(2) If you had been born a member of the opposite sex, what would your name have been? Corey O_o(3) Would you name a child of yours after you? I would name the world after me.(4) If you had to switch first names with a friend of yours, who would you switch </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/108047058378917416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=108047058378917416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/108047058378917416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/108047058378917416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-stole-this-from-nullcherrilet-us.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-107957711096569058</id><published>2004-03-17T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T19:15:58.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: Yellowcard  -=One Year, Six Months=- ::taste:::::: Menthol::mood:::::   I took a nap today.  My allergies were killing me so I took some tylenol allergy maximum strength.  It made me sleepy and I conked out at noon.  While I was sleeping my brain told me two stories.  They were weird.  It was almost as if they were memories, not dreams.  It was like I was remembering things from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/107957711096569058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=107957711096569058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107957711096569058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107957711096569058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2004/03/bgnoise-yellowcard-one-year-six-months.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-107883159524628031</id><published>2004-03-09T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T03:31:04.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: Blink 182-=I Miss You=- ::taste:::::: Tropical::mood::::: Unfinished SongRusty staples hold togetherBroken bodies, stormy weather.Patch the clouds up in the sky,And wish it all would die.In the dreams of those we lost,Pay the toll, we pay the cost,And if it ever comes to thisThink of those we've come to miss.We'll mend these tears,Throw away these years,Train our eyes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/107883159524628031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=107883159524628031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107883159524628031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107883159524628031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2004/03/bgnoise-blink-182-i-miss-you-taste.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-107770871536622148</id><published>2004-02-25T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T03:52:22.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise::  -=Silence=- ::taste:::::: bland::mood::::: /I post when you post ?  is what I would title this entry if I titled my entries.  So yea...I got into an argument today.  I wasn't really arguing about the point at hand tho.  I was arguing about something that really had nothing to do with the pent up anger that I (for the most part) keep at bay.   I was arguing about stupid stuff </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/107770871536622148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=107770871536622148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107770871536622148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107770871536622148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2004/02/bgnoise-silence-taste-bland-mood-i.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-107722619259618719</id><published>2004-02-19T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T00:49:17.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: The Used  -=Buried Alive=- ::taste:::::: blackcherry::mood::::: I'm still prepping for this weekend.  It might be tough depending how things work themselves out.  It's funny how time goes.  Last week I couldn't wait for this weekend and the days seemed to go by so slow.  Now I wish I could ask for just a little more time. What will I say ?  How will they react ?  What will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/107722619259618719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=107722619259618719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107722619259618719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107722619259618719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2004/02/bgnoise-used-buried-alive-taste.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-107653244358182752</id><published>2004-02-11T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T13:23:40.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: Jason Mraz -=Curbside Prophet (live)=- ::taste:::::: Sour Apple Altoid::mood::::: I really have nothing to write about but since everyone else updates frequently I guess I'll jump on the bandwagon and do the same.   So, uhm, I've been doing this whole 'school' thing  again and it really feels like I'm doing nothing.  Last semester was so tough but this semester is starting off </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/107653244358182752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=107653244358182752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107653244358182752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107653244358182752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2004/02/bgnoise-jason-mraz-curbside-prophet.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-107626428176121550</id><published>2004-02-08T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T18:45:42.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: Mariah Carey -=Melt Away=- ::taste::::::  water::mood::::: "this has gone on way too long and i'm tired of moving on.  this has gone on way too long and i know that this is not the way it should be. "I wanted to write something today 'cause it just felt right ya know ?  But I don't know what to write.  There's always gonna be that inscrutable fact that life is the way it is.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/107626428176121550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=107626428176121550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107626428176121550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107626428176121550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2004/02/bgnoise-mariah-carey-melt-away-taste.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-107605319571180744</id><published>2004-02-05T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-06T00:38:17.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: The Ataris -=San Dimas High School Football Rules=- ::taste:::::: V8 Splash (tropical)::mood::::: Don't smile so hard you'll make yourself bleed.  It's a bad habit we all have to break.  Kinda like peeing in the pool, it's warm at the time but in the end you're still just swimming in your own waste.  Wallowing in your own shit.  But memories will become hazy, things will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/107605319571180744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=107605319571180744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107605319571180744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107605319571180744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2004/02/bgnoise-ataris-san-dimas-high-school.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-107587176754960009</id><published>2004-02-03T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T21:18:27.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/107587176754960009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=107587176754960009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107587176754960009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107587176754960009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2004/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-107576051129153957</id><published>2004-02-02T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T14:57:57.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: Brand New -=Play Crack the Sky=- ::taste:::::: water::mood::::: [To Do List]º scan my ID and write out an info sheetº journal-brainstorm for first draftº first text exercise pg.49º journal- pg.46 3 entriesº read pg.1-20 "what if"º read "white angel" pg.349º short essay discussion sheetº write a treatment for a music videoº read garvy pg.1-42º read Lazarus pg.3-15 and 64</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/107576051129153957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=107576051129153957' title='78 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107576051129153957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107576051129153957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2004/02/bgnoise-brand-new-play-crack-sky-taste.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>78</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-107543557175535185</id><published>2004-01-29T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T20:19:13.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: Maroon 5  -=Buried Myself Alive=- ::taste:::::: Starburst....the pink  one::mood::::: Stolen From the Lil Cuzzie Chronicles­­°First best friend: Kristina Sonsip ­­°First car: Nissan Sentra, I love you wherever you are. ­­°First real kiss: Joey Jones, under the table at nappy time.­­°First break-up: Mike Mason.  (how the hell do I remember this shit ?)­­°First screen name</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/107543557175535185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=107543557175535185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107543557175535185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107543557175535185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2004/01/bgnoise-maroon-5-buried-myself-alive.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-107524256231978828</id><published>2004-01-27T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T14:33:26.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: Dishwalla -=Candleburn=- ::taste:::::: dragonfruit Vitamin Water ::mood::::: oooh, I found this while looking for a notebook to use for class.  I Cry Myself to SleepI cry myself to sleepNo one can hear me weep.I keep the sorrow inFor sharing is a sin.My life is not a bookFor you to take a look.The burden is not yoursSo shut the open doors.Don't think it is not true</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/107524256231978828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=107524256231978828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107524256231978828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107524256231978828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2004/01/bgnoise-dishwalla-candleburn-taste.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-107508468566744577</id><published>2004-01-25T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T18:47:00.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: Atlantic Starr -=Always=- ::taste:::::: granola::mood::::: Stolen From the Kuzzie ScripturesA day of the week I would be: Yesterday. A time of day I would be:  5:00 in the AM.  The time I go to bed. A planet I would be: The Sun.  (If you didn't get the humor in that you can call me a nerd.  At least Co-chan will get it.)A sea animal I would be: Does a sea monkey count ? A </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/107508468566744577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=107508468566744577' title='77 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107508468566744577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107508468566744577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2004/01/bgnoise-atlantic-starr-always-taste.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>77</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-107486143956953470</id><published>2004-01-23T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T04:46:54.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise::  -=the earth shattering silence=-::taste::::::  menthol::mood::::: i've been crying a lot lately.  i think it might be because now that i don't have school i have nothing better to do than wallow in my own self-pity.  there's not really much nowadays to take my mind off this heart wrenching pain.  i have nothing to set my mind to, therefore my mind has just become this puddle of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/107486143956953470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=107486143956953470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107486143956953470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107486143956953470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2004/01/bgnoise-earth-shattering-silence-taste.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-107422110893152070</id><published>2004-01-15T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T00:45:46.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/107422110893152070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=107422110893152070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107422110893152070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107422110893152070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2004/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-107421295471525643</id><published>2004-01-15T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T16:33:04.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> I'll Meet You There ~Simple PlanNow you're gone I wonder why you left me hereI think about it on and on and on and on and on againI know you're never coming backI hope that you can hear meI'm waiting to hear from you Until I doYou're gone awayI'm left aloneA part of me is goneAnd I'm not moving onSo wait for meI know the day will comeI'll meet you thereNo matter where life </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/107421295471525643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/107413332849780603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=107413332849780603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107413332849780603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107413332849780603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2004/01/cyber-fishies.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-107411785450919624</id><published>2004-01-14T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T14:07:49.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: keith sweat -=i'll give all my love to you=- ::taste:::::: water::mood::::: I've lost myself again, and its beentoo long, so long.And I dont kno what I've missed, dismissed its beentoo much, its been so muchthat I can't remember what it is.Can't seem to get straight. It's rushed and it'stoo late, so late.I've talked myself through the dreams, and it seemsso far, it seems</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/107411785450919624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=107411785450919624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107411785450919624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107411785450919624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2004/01/bgnoise-keith-sweat-ill-give-all-my.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-107386924540334016</id><published>2004-01-11T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T17:04:05.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: taking back sunday -=cute without the e (cut from the team)=-::taste:::::: nothing ::mood::::: [diet] i've lost five lbs since this diet started.  i'd say its been a week and 1/2.  me and my aunt started on weight watchers yesterday.  ugh....waking up at 7:15 on sunday mornings ?  i'm not sure i'm gonna make it.   we'll see.  i have ten weeks to lose 15 lbs.  with the amount of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/107386924540334016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=107386924540334016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107386924540334016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107386924540334016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2004/01/bgnoise-taking-back-sunday-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-107234334150338758</id><published>2003-12-25T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T01:09:18.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: the cosby show::taste:::::: caramel yogurt hard candy::mood::::: lookit what i foundi closed my eyes and i saw the things that i wanted to see.  i saw you. i saw us.  we laughed and played in a world with no regrets, no lies, no pain.  it was wonderous.  the skies were blue, the trees were green, and there were swings, just like when we were children.  and we swung.  we played </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/107234334150338758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=107234334150338758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107234334150338758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107234334150338758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/12/bgnoise-cosby-show-taste-caramel.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-107100827585698372</id><published>2003-12-09T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T14:20:44.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: dashboard confessional -=hands down=- ::taste:::::: cream of chicken noodle soup::mood::::: is this some sort of sick joke ?  i mean seriously, could there be a worse time to get sick ?  i have final projects up that ass to do AND HERE I AM GETTING SICK.  for the most part i just feel sick and groggy but then again the rest of me feels highly annoyed at the way shit goes down.  i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/107100827585698372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=107100827585698372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107100827585698372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107100827585698372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/12/bgnoise-dashboard-confessional-hands.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-107061996557181581</id><published>2003-12-05T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T02:26:16.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: the used -=buried alive=-::taste:::::: juego de naranja::mood::::: i was checking out everyone's profiles on aim today.  you kno the usuals...checking up on my cousins.  well, i found a linky on my cuzzie's profile and i just couldn't help myself--i clicked it.  turns out the damn thing was a virus.  it took me to a webpage with a pop up that wouldn't go away.  eek !   so i had to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/107061996557181581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=107061996557181581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107061996557181581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107061996557181581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/12/bgnoise-used-buried-alive-taste-juego.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-107045084024176423</id><published>2003-12-03T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T03:27:30.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: the all-american rejects -=happy endings=- ::taste:::::: candy cane::mood:::::  this was written a long time ago.  i thought i would post it because i found it beautifully depressing.so what do you do when the the ceiling of your world comes crashing down ontop of you unexpectedly, and your carpenter has left and gone forever ? now i gotta think, do i wanna spend the rest of my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/107045084024176423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=107045084024176423' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107045084024176423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107045084024176423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/12/bgnoise-all-american-rejects-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-107034220026265376</id><published>2003-12-01T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T21:52:02.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: dashboard confessional -=saints and sailors=- ::taste:::::: dragon fruit capri sun::mood::::: 1. 4 SCENTS U LOVE: the smell of rain clean scent warm breadlake tahoe2. 4 BAD HABITS U HAVE: smokingeating at nite picking my scabssleeping with the window open3. 4 THINGS U WISH U HAD: an awesome singing voicecreativityfame the perfect body4. 4 PEOPLE THAT KNOW U THE BEST: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/107034220026265376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=107034220026265376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107034220026265376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107034220026265376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/12/bgnoise-dashboard-confessional-saints.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-107026084655393736</id><published>2003-11-30T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T22:40:56.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>E-CON update.i have updated my list of mood emoticons.  here they are:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/107026084655393736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=107026084655393736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107026084655393736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/107026084655393736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/11/e-con-update.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-106992973979686608</id><published>2003-11-27T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T22:32:07.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Potion Makerkorinium is a translucent, sandy aquamarine powder obtained from the blood of an alligator.Mix with kori! Username: Yet another fun meme brought to you by rfreebern</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/106992973979686608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=106992973979686608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106992973979686608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106992973979686608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/11/potion-makerkorinium-is-translucent.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-106981804126137356</id><published>2003-11-25T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T22:31:46.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: dashboard confessional  -=saints and sailors=- ::taste:::::: 7-up cake ::mood::::: and when the rain comes downit never stopsbeats against your heartpushes you backand when you fall down a trenchyou never hit the groundfalling foreverwind rushing through your souland when your light goes outit doesnt come backflickers and clicksso you're left in the shadowsand when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/106981804126137356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=106981804126137356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106981804126137356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106981804126137356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/11/bgnoise-dashboard-confessional-saints.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-106945111891236769</id><published>2003-11-24T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T11:30:04.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: the cure -=boys don't cry=- ::taste:::::: welch's mango passion fruit juice::mood:::::  i spent this weekend going to eleventeen shows.  first was friday in gilroy, the other was saturday at fremont.  they were rockin' their new songs.  pretty damn fun.  they're a cool bunch of guys.[lame lame rant]with that said....there were a lot of things that needed to get done this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/106945111891236769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=106945111891236769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106945111891236769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106945111891236769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/11/bgnoise-cure-boys-dont-cry-taste.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-106922366284513319</id><published>2003-11-18T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T22:37:40.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: mariah carey -=music box=-::taste:::::: sparkling apple cider::mood:::::  GRAH !  these damn things keep spawing from my room somewhere.   i have a feeling there's a dead something or other producing them under my bed.    i'm afraid to look.    oh the horror.      [ADD]anyways, i'm working on a project for school.  its a music video for the band eleventeen.  still not quite </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/106922366284513319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=106922366284513319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106922366284513319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106922366284513319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/11/bgnoise-mariah-carey-music-box-taste.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-106902578694877678</id><published>2003-11-16T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-16T15:36:32.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/106902578694877678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=106902578694877678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106902578694877678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106902578694877678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-106879925642414053</id><published>2003-11-14T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T00:43:35.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: nothing::taste:::::: orange flavoured starburst ::mood::::: so, i'm going to another funeral tomorrow.  i guess i'll wear the same thing i wore to the last two.   when did life become so filled with death ?  its really getting me jaded.  jaded... thats a good word.jad·ed    ( P )  (jdd)adj. 1. Worn out; wearied: “My father's words had left me jaded and depressed” (William </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/106879925642414053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=106879925642414053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106879925642414053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106879925642414053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/11/bgnoise-nothing-taste-orange-flavoured.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-106852108472732024</id><published>2003-11-10T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T19:24:49.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>she's blue....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/106852108472732024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=106852108472732024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106852108472732024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106852108472732024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/11/shes-blue.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-106850794862768440</id><published>2003-11-10T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T19:24:33.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: saves the day -=this is not an exit=- ::taste:::::: red skittles::mood::::: you wanna try my shoes on for size ?they are uncomfortable and one size too small.  they squeak when i walk and give me blisters.  sometimes when i try to get them on the heel sinks in.  my big toe slips out the front and the laces are broken off.  i never untie them, cause if i do i might never get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/106850794862768440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=106850794862768440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106850794862768440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106850794862768440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/11/bgnoise-saves-day-this-is-not-exit.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-106820069466296064</id><published>2003-11-07T02:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T02:28:22.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: goo goo dolls -=all eyes on me=- ::taste:::::: raspberry ice tea::mood::::: i cleaned my room today.  i found a lot of things that made me sad.Kori - Take care of yourself this week.  Joey will remind you to take you medicine.  Dad will be back next weekend.  I will miss you and Gambit, and Kitty and Tugs and of course bunbun.  Things to do:1.  Water my plants outside every</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/106820069466296064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=106820069466296064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106820069466296064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106820069466296064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/11/bgnoise-goo-goo-dolls-all-eyes-on-me.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-106815491802802824</id><published>2003-11-06T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T14:23:50.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: saves the day -=all im losing is me=- ::taste:::::: pork ?::mood::::: saves the day just elicits this type of poetry...there are empty spacesin my heartits dark and the memories we cant take backhaunt our minds foreverthings that make me crythroughout the nite make arestless heart and a sleepless mindtho picking up the scraps of time may bring back thoughts,they are</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/106815491802802824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=106815491802802824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106815491802802824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106815491802802824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/11/bgnoise-saves-day-all-im-losing-is-me.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-106802774593615966</id><published>2003-11-05T02:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T02:46:42.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: phil collins -=a look through my eyes=- ::taste:::::: juicy fruit grapermelon::mood::::: peppermint moonbeams on sugar coated dreamsi close my eyes and everything seemsto pass me by in naive blisswith a candy cane hug and a chocolate coated kissstealing a whim from a cloyed desireonto the tropic hot cinnamon firedoused by the broth of a sweet nectarineand bathed in vanilla </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/106802774593615966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=106802774593615966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106802774593615966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106802774593615966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/11/bgnoise-phil-collins-look-through-my.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-106798073455410000</id><published>2003-11-04T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T02:24:06.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: dexter freebish -=leaving town=-::taste:::::: blueberry whips ::mood::::: But when youre broke and down and no one else is around.You'll come running back to this town andI'll be there, yeah I'll be there.Cause I remember how we shared time together andhow you used to say that the stars are forever.And dreamed about how to make your life better byleaving town, leaving town.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/106798073455410000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=106798073455410000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106798073455410000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106798073455410000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/11/bgnoise-dexter-freebish-leaving-town.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-106784511605431192</id><published>2003-11-02T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T08:24:43.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: nothing::taste:::::: kiwi teawi::mood::::: i went on a quiz binge tonite....Samurai Sloth Which Lenore Comicbook Character Are You? brought to you by QuizillaYou represent... insanity.You're quite a quirky little creature.  You'reemotions are varying.  You may appear childishand innocent, but you have a tendency to freakout.  You're incredibly random, but it's goodto be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/106784511605431192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=106784511605431192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106784511605431192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106784511605431192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/11/bgnoise-nothing-taste-kiwi-teawi-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-106764880885066179</id><published>2003-10-31T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T17:07:46.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: air -=playground love=- ::taste:::::: menthol ciggarette::mood::::: so the time is ten til five. i was supposed to leave at three thirty.  my cousins boyfriend is from davis and i'm giving him a ride there.  he said... he got a late start.  i cant express how frustrated i am right now.  i thought i would get it out here so i dont kick him in the balls when i see him.   so, not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/106764880885066179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=106764880885066179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106764880885066179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106764880885066179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/10/bgnoise-air-playground-love-taste.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-106758992584258414</id><published>2003-10-31T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T00:45:27.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: the vapors -=turning japanese=- ::taste:::::: twinkie::mood::::: guess what -  i found some legwarmers !  some pink and orange ones. i found them at target.  i wanted to buy them all !!!  so i tried on my eighties costume tonite.  i didnt look  too eighties.  but it'll do.  i'm just gonna get pissed drunk and spew all over my costume anyways.  i need a cig. ~kori(¬_¬)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/106758992584258414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=106758992584258414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106758992584258414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106758992584258414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/10/bgnoise-vapors-turning-japanese-taste.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-106757086600861199</id><published>2003-10-30T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T00:49:54.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: jason mraz -=the boy's gone=- ::taste:::::: squirt::mood::::: WOO !  i found out yesterday that i 'm getting an A in my screenwriting class.  tho there's still a problem - i dislike my teacher.  yesterday we were having a class discussion and i was looking at the notes that i was taking.  he starts talking about something.....explaining something to us and then all of a sudden he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/106757086600861199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=106757086600861199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106757086600861199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106757086600861199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/10/bgnoise-jason-mraz-boys-gone-taste.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-106741808345570026</id><published>2003-10-29T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T01:05:23.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: saves the day -=cars and calories=- ::taste:::::: linguini and clams sauce::mood::::: i LOVE the eighties.  i've been obsessively watching this show on VH1 called 'i LOVE the eighties strikes back'  its so crazy.  i stayed at my cuzzie's house until 3 AM watching that show.  whoa.  its funny cause i could remember even the stuff that came out when i was too young to remember.  i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/106741808345570026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=106741808345570026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106741808345570026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106741808345570026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/10/bgnoise-saves-day-cars-and-calories.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-106706154724397018</id><published>2003-10-24T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T23:09:03.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: black eyed peas-=anxiety=-::taste:::::: minute maid fruit punch::mood::::: i guess i should explain earlier's blog.  in high school when i was a junior and going through my suicidal years i had this friend.  a real close friend....you might even say we were like sisters, best friends.  we were torn apart by our parents because of our psychiatric problems.  after all was said and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/106706154724397018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=106706154724397018' title='78 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106706154724397018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106706154724397018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/10/bgnoise-black-eyed-peas-anxiety-taste.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>78</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-106702705146150260</id><published>2003-10-24T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T13:24:11.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FUCK YOU for dropping off the face of the earth when i needed you the most.  FUCK YOU for coming back wondering what the hell you did wrong.  YOU ARE NOT FORGIVEN--</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/106702705146150260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=106702705146150260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106702705146150260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106702705146150260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/10/fuck-you-for-dropping-off-face-of.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-106690020897130396</id><published>2003-10-23T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T02:10:09.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>and the results are in....for sound class at least.   I get a frikken B in that class.  i HATE getting B's.  not saying that its a bad grade or anything, but1) a B is like saying "you're good, but you ain't great"2) a B is so very close to an A3) i've been workin my god forsaken balls off this semester4) i deserve a fuckin A more than anyone in this goddamn world !5) I JUST DONT LIKE GETTING</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/106690020897130396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=106690020897130396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106690020897130396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106690020897130396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/10/and-results-are-in.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-106680570371812402</id><published>2003-10-21T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T23:55:16.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>finally midterms are over.  well, pretty much over....my last midterm/project is tomorrow.  it's a group project. needless to say, i have little control over whether or not my group gets an A.  if it were up to me, the project would be a lot different.  oh well.  i've made it this far.  here's the tally.history of film (pre 1940's)- B+ or Aedit 2 (media 100)- Ascreenwriting- A or Bsound/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/106680570371812402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=106680570371812402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106680570371812402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106680570371812402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/10/finally-midterms-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-106634001674902189</id><published>2003-10-16T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T14:44:54.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is candychan from neopets.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/106634001674902189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=106634001674902189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106634001674902189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/106634001674902189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/10/this-is-candychan-from-neopets.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-105717923888565350</id><published>2003-07-02T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-02T13:53:58.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: luther  vandross-=dance with my father=-::taste:::::: lemonade::mood::::: ;_;[continued]alright, where was i ?  oh yea...two to three weeksafter we heard this news we started recieving billions of phone calls asking how shes doing and all that other crap.  i hated, no hated having to explain her story over and over and  over again.  each time i told the story it was like a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/105717923888565350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=105717923888565350' title='77 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/105717923888565350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/105717923888565350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/07/bgnoise-luther-vandross-dance-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>77</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-105713654192257859</id><published>2003-07-02T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-02T02:04:02.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: *click click* O_o::taste:::::: toothpaste::mood:::::  (-_-)   &lt;--- cause the program isnt letting me upload my emote filesso i've been thinking a bit about my mother lately.  that new song by luther vandross makes me sad. no one  really knew what we went through those months that my mom was sick.  then again i dont think anyone really wanted to kno about what went on.  no one has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/105713654192257859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=105713654192257859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/105713654192257859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/105713654192257859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/07/bgnoise-click-click-oo-taste.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-200436876</id><published>2003-06-18T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-18T14:19:39.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: NFG::taste:::::: rice-a-roni::mood:::::  i have to make this quick cause im going shopping with my cuzzie in a few.  so lets get alist of whats new around here.1) cuzzie came home from santa barbara  for the summer (june 13th)2) eleventeen wonthe local launch challange for live105 and played @ BFD (june 13th)3) i got burnt at the concert and it blistered4) i worked four days </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/200436876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=200436876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/200436876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/200436876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/06/bgnoise-nfg-taste-rice-roni-mood-i.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-200399399</id><published>2003-06-08T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-08T01:30:31.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: jason mraz- the remedy::taste:::::: calamari::mood:::::  sooo...i went to work today.  woof.  i also got a digital camera from my boyfriend the other day...ill post a few pictures from work here sometime in the near future.  the dogs are the sweetest.  thats what i love about my job.  last nite was terrible.  i was up real late last nite.  my two indoor cats got out of the house </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/200399399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=200399399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/200399399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/200399399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/06/bgnoise-jason-mraz-remedy-taste.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-200392779</id><published>2003-06-06T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T01:47:28.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: the disney channel::taste:::::: menthol ciggarette ::mood:::::  y0 ! today was an un productive day....i think i spent almost eight hours on the inter-web just hangin out. errr....on the other hand i found this cool website that helps you find people that you've lost touch with.  http://www.friendster.com pretty fookin awesome if you ask me ! i got to talk to two people that i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/200392779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=200392779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/200392779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/200392779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/06/bgnoise-disney-channel-taste-menthol.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-200350515</id><published>2003-05-27T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-27T19:06:05.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> for the kristee "dunna do that"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/200350515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=200350515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/200350515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/200350515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/05/for-kristee-dunna-do-that.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-200331274</id><published>2003-05-23T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-23T02:22:14.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: snoring ::taste:::::: menthol ciggarette::mood:::::  well i got the majority of my pagina set up for now.  it took awhile but i think i got my shit together (finally).  i just got back from vegas .... i came home with $300 more than i left with so thats a +.  also i had a really wonderful time there with my family.  it's nice to have such a big family to hang out with.  i just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/200331274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=200331274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/200331274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/200331274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/05/bgnoise-snoring-taste-menthol.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-200288333</id><published>2003-05-14T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-15T12:55:17.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: boy meets world (tv)::taste:::::: toothpaste (aquafresh)::mood::::: so here is my current situation with blogger.com in an ongoing conversation that i've been having with my tech support guide.i still havent recieved my confirmation for my blogspot plus         CommentsOur records indicate that you puschased Blogger Pro ($35) and Ad-free ($15-$3) for $47 as a bundle package.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/200288333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349209&amp;postID=200288333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/200288333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349209/posts/default/200288333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/2003/05/bgnoise-boy-meets-world-tv-taste.html' title=''/><author><name>pup</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04898054351214419992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img30.photobucket.com/albums/v90/anatsu/me-puppy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349209.post-200264224</id><published>2003-05-08T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T16:25:27.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::bgnoise:: *cough cough*::taste:::::: bluberry cereal bar::mood::::: oh just look at this....and the disgusting part is....its tru.... Take the What High SchoolStereotype Are You? quiz, by Angel.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puppypills.blogspot.com/feeds/200264224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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