<?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-8946823</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:03:05.115-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Llama Pen</title><subtitle type='html'>Just little place for me to let my thoughts go free range. Responses and criticisms welcome. Come, read, wander, enjoy.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>87</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-116820876644700528</id><published>2007-01-07T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T15:26:06.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprisingly accurate</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The True Neurotic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      You scored 66 anxiety, 76 awkwardness,  and 67 neuroticism!&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Congratulations, you are &lt;b&gt;The True Neurotic&lt;/b&gt;, you nail-biting, conflict-avoiding worrier, you. You're plagued by self-doubt and anxiety, which makes social activity hard--even though you may be well-liked, you feel under a storm of silent criticism. It doesn't help that people give you funny looks for organizing all your pens by color or sharpening your gnawed pencils to a delicate point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your high anxiety score implies that you are unable to relax, worry about the future often, and probably are plagued by irrational fears and self-doubt.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your high awkwardness score implies that you are socially inept, probably stick out from the crowd, and feel uncomfortable in large groups of people, such as at parties. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your high neuroticism score implies that you exhibit neurotic behaviors--probably organization, fanatic obsessions (can you recite the entire first LOTR movie?), repetitive mantras, constant checking, or orderly rituals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the other results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=12312973059171724455&amp;category=0"&gt;Well-Adjusted&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=12312973059171724455&amp;category=1"&gt;The Neat Freak&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=12312973059171724455&amp;category=2"&gt;The Dork&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=12312973059171724455&amp;category=3"&gt;The Geek&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=12312973059171724455&amp;category=4"&gt;Phobic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=12312973059171724455&amp;category=5"&gt;Obsessive-Compulsive&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=12312973059171724455&amp;category=6"&gt;The Subtle Neurotic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=12312973059171724455&amp;category=7"&gt;The True Neurotic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/users/800/424/8014240653472578259/mt1166926835.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="149"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;99%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;anxiety&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="149"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;99%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;awkwardness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="149"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;99%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;neuroticism&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=12312973059171724455'&gt;The Neurotic Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?u=littlelostsnail'&gt;littlelostsnail&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/online.dating.persona.test'&gt;The Dating Persona Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-116820876644700528?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/116820876644700528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=116820876644700528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/116820876644700528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/116820876644700528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2007/01/surprisingly-accurate.html' title='Surprisingly accurate'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-116529302062870289</id><published>2006-12-04T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T22:25:56.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(RED)</title><content type='html'>Finally, &lt;a href="http://www.joinred.com/manifesto.asp"&gt;consumerism&lt;/a&gt; put to good use. Check it out, if they really do what they say they are going to, this could be a highly effective campaign. I hope it succeeds. Spread the word, seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-116529302062870289?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/116529302062870289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=116529302062870289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/116529302062870289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/116529302062870289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2006/12/red.html' title='(RED)'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-116145743213464943</id><published>2006-10-21T13:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T13:03:52.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuz you had a bad day...</title><content type='html'>Dude, &lt;a href="http://www.atomfilms.com/landing/landingIndex.jsp?id=atom_545&amp;mature=accept"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; seriously the coolest most twisted short i have een in a very long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-116145743213464943?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/116145743213464943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=116145743213464943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/116145743213464943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/116145743213464943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2006/10/cuz-you-had-bad-day.html' title='Cuz you had a bad day...'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-116067678609634001</id><published>2006-10-12T12:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T12:13:06.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snuggle up and tell momma all about it, serial killer.</title><content type='html'>I want to know 20+ things about you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if we've never talked, never liked each other, or if we already know everything about each other.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Your Middle Name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Age:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Single or Taken:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Favorite Movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Favorite Song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Favorite Band/Artist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Dirty or Clean:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Tattoos and/or Piercings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE COMES THE FUN ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do we know each other outside of blogging?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Whats your philosophy on life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Would you have my back in a fight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your favorite memory of us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Would you give me a kidney?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Would you take care of me when I'm sick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Can we get together and make a cake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you heard any rumors of me lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you/have you talk(ed) crap about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you think I'm a good person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Would you drive across country with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you think I'm attractive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you could change anything about me, would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What do you wear to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you come over for no reason just to hang out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you go on a date with me if I asked you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Will you repost this so I can fill it out for you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-116067678609634001?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/116067678609634001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=116067678609634001' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/116067678609634001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/116067678609634001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2006/10/snuggle-up-and-tell-momma-all-about-it.html' title='Snuggle up and tell momma all about it, serial killer.'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-115782072416435812</id><published>2006-09-09T10:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T10:52:04.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Surprising about this it that Shaych is more liberal than I</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style='border:1px solid black'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;      &lt;font size="3"&gt;     You are a     &lt;/font&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;font size="3"&gt;    &lt;br&gt;     &lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Social Liberal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;     &lt;br&gt;     &lt;font shmolor="a8a8a8" size="3"&gt;(81% permissive)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;     &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;font size="3"&gt;    &lt;br&gt;     and an...     &lt;/font&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;br&gt;      &lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Economic Liberal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;br&gt;     &lt;font shmolor="#a8a8a8" size="3"&gt;(10% permissive)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;     &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;font size="3"&gt;    &lt;br&gt;     You are best described as a:&lt;br&gt;     &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="+2"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Socialist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;     &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;        &lt;table id="thetable" name="thetable" background="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/politics/chart_political.gif" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" height="375" width="375"&gt;        &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="318"&gt;         &lt;td width="287"&gt;&lt;!--this width sets social axis, center is 169--&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;td width="87"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr height="56"&gt;&lt;!--this height number economic axis,        center is 206--&gt;&lt;td width="287"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td align="left" valign="top" width="87"&gt;&lt;!--this cellholds the image--&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/politics_you.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;/tr&gt;       &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;        &lt;br&gt;        &lt;table id="thetable" name="thetable" background="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/politics/chart_basic.jpg" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" height="375" width="375"&gt;        &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="318"&gt;         &lt;td width="287"&gt;&lt;!--this width sets social axis, center is 169--&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;td width="87"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr height="56"&gt;&lt;!--this height number economic axis,        center is 206--&gt;&lt;td width="287"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;td align="left" valign="top" width="87"&gt;&lt;!--this cellholds the image--&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/politics_you.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;        &lt;/tr&gt;       &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;        &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/politics'&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Politics Test&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Also: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3'&gt;The OkCupid Dating Persona Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-115782072416435812?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/115782072416435812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=115782072416435812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/115782072416435812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/115782072416435812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2006/09/whats-surprising-about-this-it-that.html' title='What&apos;s Surprising about this it that Shaych is more liberal than I'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-115335402400603492</id><published>2006-07-19T17:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T18:07:04.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ummm...I guess sometimes you just need a release?</title><content type='html'>Ok so Zoot, Shaych and I are hanging out this afternoon. I'm playing with the puppy and look up and suddenly exclaim: "Oh my god that guy's jerking off!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not kidding. I look out the window and there is a guy sitting in his car just going at it. Shaych and zoot both have video to prove it. We must have watched him for a good half hour. At one point each of us made a trip outside to try and get a look at him, Which was challenging as he didn't know we knew what he was doing. He seemed as though he had done this sort of thing before. He knew to slow down when people were passing by and about how long he had to go hard before someone walked by. Eventually he left. I had gone outside for a cigarette and i think that he saw me standing out on our porch. He must have gotten freaked out and left because none of us saw him finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite surreal. It was kind of like a car wreck, you just couldn't stop watchiing. At one point we just wanted him to finish so we could stop watching, but he didn't and we didn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is even better is that we had ordered a pizza a few minutes before, so we had dinner and a show. Tehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-115335402400603492?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/115335402400603492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=115335402400603492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/115335402400603492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/115335402400603492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2006/07/ummmi-guess-sometimes-you-just-need.html' title='Ummm...I guess sometimes you just need a release?'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-115251592337584183</id><published>2006-07-10T00:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T01:18:43.923-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Italia!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok so those of you know me know two things for sure:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am a Total Francophile. (look it up if you don't know)&lt;br /&gt;2. Sports: not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i recently discovered that i like soccer, for more than just... well you know... This new realisation couple with the previously stated facts, lead to a rather disturbing early afternoon for me. Italy won the World Cup, over France. Pissed that france lost, but not as much as i thought i would be. It turns out I like italy nearly as much, so I'm ok with it. Next problem. I enjoyed watching the game and actually got excited about it. Now, if this had been an isolated incident i would just brush it off and move one. This however was not the first, or even second time. Since the Cup started earlier this summer, I've been kind of glued to it. Even asking my little peruvian neighbor about games i missed and who was where. I'm scared, hold me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does all this mean i'm going to get a visit by the pink mafia, you know the kind where they leave a scuffed up Prada loafer next to me in my bed as a warning. I mean on one hand it seems that these are not people that you really want pissed at you, they can be pretty brutal if nesecary. On the other hand, if i can managed to piss them off again, maybe i could get the other loafer and have a new(ish) pair of Prada shoes for my cat to puke in. He'd like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also learned this week, NEVER, i repeat, NEVER eat a t Mama's Cafe on colfax. You know, the one that used to be the IHOP across from Pete's kitchen. It was shady enough when it was an IHOP, but now it has managed to become even more dismal. I was even convinced that they were using the same food as the ihop, just reheating it. But  after this last thursday, I now know that they must make the food on their menu. Mostly because the cockroach in my pancake looked rather fresh, albeit dead. Yes I said in, not on. It was baked into the pancake and i almost ate the damn thing. No I am not fucking joking, this actually happened. Ask Shaych. or our friend Chris. It was kind of like a surprise episode of Fear factor, which, by the way I now know i could never win because i couldn't get through the eat the roach in the pancake challenge. oh well I'll have to find a new easy way to get $50K. &lt;br /&gt;the worst part of the incident is that the waiter was completely unapologetic about the whole thing and we had to ask him to remove that item from the bill, he never offered. He just didn't seem to care. K i gotta go, i may vomit thinking about this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-115251592337584183?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/115251592337584183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=115251592337584183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/115251592337584183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/115251592337584183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2006/07/go-italia.html' title='Go Italia!!!'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-115152234363985035</id><published>2006-06-28T13:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T13:19:10.753-06:00</updated><title type='text'>like there was ever a doubt...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='5' cellspacing='0' width='600'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizfarm.com/1149681322fallen.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Fallen Angel&lt;/b&gt;. 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It has been an amazing and changing event, of which I would not trade a moment. We've seen and done so many things, old and new. Florence was pretty and the people were nice, but there were just oo many tourists. It felt over run and we were there just long enough to no longer feel like tourists. Were saw the sights there and several museums (yes there is a limit to the number of museums you can go to in a very short period of time, there is also a limit to how many times you cans say, "hey, that's inour arthistory book" and still remain excited.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From florence, we took a few side trips. One was to San Gimiagno and Siena. The former is a cute little medeval village that has not changed it's buildings, It was beuatiful and very photogenic. Siena was like a mini version of flerence, but we had a very cool tour guide for it, so it was very enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisa was probably the best time we had in Italy. We went with two of our classmates and had a nice relaxing day wandering the city and seeing, of course, the tower, duomo, and cemetery. Then we had a nice affordable sit down dinner before walking back to the train. It was quiet and not overrun by tourists, though I'm sure that had a lot to do with the time we were there. On the way back to the train night fell and we got some Beautiful night shots the river (Arno, I think). I have not posted those pictures yet, or any other from that weekend on. I think i will just pick out the highlights and put up a Best Of gallery of all of europe, so look for that not long after i get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really care for Rome all that much, though we only saw it for an afternoon. It just didn't resonate with me and I felt way to rushed. We are going to go back there on another trip and spend more time, it may have ust been the lack of time that made us not like it as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Then was Paris, ah Paris. This is where i want to be. We ended up spending eleven days in Paris and with every one, fell more and more in love with it. This is where we are going to live. There is a life and lifestyle in Paris that just works with us. It is like having all the benefits of living in a big metropolis, while still being able to feel that small hometown calm and relaxation. It truly is our home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London on the other hand is is still in our top 5, above New York, but just barely. It holds it's spot on the fact that it is in Europe, kind of. It really just felt like New York, but with people driving funny. I would say that they talk funny, but to be fair, so do some new yorkers. It is a bustling metropolis, but it seems to lack the charm of the others we have encountered on our trip. Everywhere we look, we see american companies, stores and restaurants. This was, to a lesser extent, like some of the other cities, but unlike those other cities, it doesn't feel as though it has held onto it's history at the same time. It hasn't just accepted american culture, but assimilated it, and in some ways morphed into. Also it is stupid expensive. I do not hate it, by any means, but nor do I love it. I may still end up living here for a short time, simply because one of the Grad schools I want to go to is there. But outside of that i'm not making any plans to move there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is about it for now. the next time i post i will be home, so i may see most of you before then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i was neglectful in putting this in my last post, Enoch: You were and are loved and will be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all his friends and family: condolences of the deepest sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you all back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-114993695392888034?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/114993695392888034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=114993695392888034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/114993695392888034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/114993695392888034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2006/06/last-day.html' title='Last Day'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-114914577343483523</id><published>2006-06-01T00:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T01:09:33.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Florence again again...still...</title><content type='html'>Ok so the highlight (not specifically good, but highlight none the less) of my day yesterday was walking through the Uffizi gallery looking at master a veritable who's who of rennaisance art, and hearing a woman and her youn child say to her husband:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"we're playing a rousing game of find baby Jesus' penis..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his response? "oh that sounds fun, hey jakey where's the penis?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left that room at that point. I wasn't dure i wanted to know where this particular display of parenting skills would go next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly thereafter, I am asked by a class mate who this "Madonna" is while looking at one of the hundreds of Madonna and Child paintings in the museum. Now, I'm not sure, but I'm betting that the Madonna had a pretty good sense of humor,  so i'm sure she would have appreciated my response involving the other famous Madonna. I mean really who's Madonna? Oh and later on she asked Kevyn who Mary Magdelan(sp) was. This being just a few days after having to suffer through that DaVinci code movie thing. Kevyn's answer was much more concise. He pointed at the painting of Mary, said "Her" and walked away, or tired to anyway. It was rather difficult through the massive crowds of tour groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, we are almost done with our classes, and will be leaving Florence for a return to Paris on Saturday.Which is good, because whilke i love my professors and my classes i'm bout done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then on to london after a few days, then home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kev's telling me i have to head towards our studio class,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh one last thing. In my Piza Gallery, the pictures of the people with their hands in the air... the wanted to look like they are holding up the tower. I just thought they looked silly so i took pictures of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-114914577343483523?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/114914577343483523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=114914577343483523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/114914577343483523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/114914577343483523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2006/06/florence-again-againstill.html' title='Florence again again...still...'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-114793370864719821</id><published>2006-05-18T00:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T00:28:28.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Florence again</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be short, I just want to let everyone know we're doing great. Today will be our third day of class and so far it is pretty fun. We're starting our Anthotypes this morning. (That's the one with the fruits and stuff that take like 3 weeks to expose) Ten later today we are making a giant camera obscura out of a class room. I'm really excited about that one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Florence is a pretty cool city. It's an amazing feeling to know that you are walking on streets that have been there for thousands of years. We walked around the Duomo last night. That was huge, much larger that i thought it would be. It's kind of neat to walk around going, "Hey, that's in our art history book" Stuff like that is all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, we go to see the Uffizi, inside and out very much looking forward to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go, I have to get to class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-114793370864719821?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/114793370864719821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=114793370864719821' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/114793370864719821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/114793370864719821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2006/05/florence-again.html' title='Florence again'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-114770032181084524</id><published>2006-05-15T07:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T07:38:42.633-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Florence</title><content type='html'>Ok, so i didn't get new pictures up on Saturday. I tried, but sleep won out. I will try to get them up as soon as possible, but internet acces is considerably more limited here in Florence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, Florence is nice. Honestly, my first impression was not great, we came into a very touristy station, then went to our hotel that was in a very touristy part of town, then on to a touristy restaurant for dinner. Food was good though. This afternoon, when we got our apartment, the first impression was washed away. We have a very cute apartment in a nice, local part of town. I think our impression had alot to do with the fact that on the train from Paris to Milano, there were four very loud, very american kids. By the end of the train ride i was quite ready to slap the crap out of all of them. Then getting off into a part of town that screams with tourism, i was about done and quite biased. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do really like Florence, though we haven't been here all that long. It doesn't resonate with me like Paris did, but i like it and I am looking forward to studying in and about the birthplace of the Italian Rennaissance. [Esp once i get my hands on a phrase book. i realized i know nothing of italian laguage and culture beyond the 1800's] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i have to go now, but i'll be back on as soon as i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-114770032181084524?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/114770032181084524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=114770032181084524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/114770032181084524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/114770032181084524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2006/05/florence.html' title='Florence'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-114755887157998864</id><published>2006-05-13T15:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T16:21:11.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's settled. I'm moving to Paris.</title><content type='html'>Ok...first things first. I finally got my first round of pictures up. They are from the first couple of days here in Paris. These are just a smattering of what I took, But hey, I gotta save some for when i get back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving Paris. In the handfull of days we have been here I have already fallen in love with the city. The first day was a bit interesting, trying to figure out how everything  works, but now that we're starting to get the hang it, the going is easy. Parisians, despite what others would have you think, are amazingly nice. You just have to approach everything with the attitude that this is their country and you are a guest. It is when you approach them with the attitude that many americans have, (that they should know all our customs, speak our language, accept our currency, act like americans) that Parisians treat us like the assholes we can be. Interesting adendum to that: that is the exact same attitude that the same americans have with immigrants and visiter to the USA. think about that for a minute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho...moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have seen so many amazing things here. Kevyn lists most of them on his blog, so I won't go into all of them. I will say, though, Cathedral Notre Dame de Paris is breathtaking. You don't have to be catholic or have super strong faith tho know that this is a powerful and awe inspiring place. Centuries of faithful believers have left behind a palpable feeling of faith. It almost has a physical weight to it. That said, I thought it would be bigger. I mean it was huge, but not quite as big as i thought it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't even begin to describe everything. we say all the majors sites, with the exception of the Louvre which we plan to see after Florence. That's right, we've changed our plans a bit. We're cutting London Short by a few days to spend more time in Paris. We just can't get enough of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to the Centre Pompidou and went through the museum there. This was by far one of the most incredible series of exibitions i have ever seen. We started with  Jean-Luc Goddard's new show. I have never seen his artwork, only his films, which I love, and it was interesting to see how he incorporate his film conceptualization with other media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we saw a exhibit on art from Los Angeles in the last 40 years. I had no Idea that so much amazing art had come out of LA. Nor did I know that Dennis Hopper was a Photographer, and an amazing one at that. (now, to be fair, i'm not sure it is THE Dennis Hopper, but either way, damn.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the LA exhibit, we saw an exhibit called the Movement of Images, Art and Film. This is where i nearly wet myself time and time again. With each room i went into, I saw pieces from some of the best artists Modern times. We're talking the artist that we read about in textbooks. It was in this exhibit that I saw my first (and this is a bit of a list): Cindy Sherman, Diane Arbus, Man Ray (Film and film strips), Robert Frank, Barnett Newman, Jackson Pollack, Matisse, Andy Warhol, Barbara Kruger, Lichtenstien, Steve McQueen, and several more. Every corner I turned, I saw a piece of work that was created by someone i have studied and adored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I felt kind of bad that i did not get to shoot the immigration rally back in denver last week. That is to say I felt bad up until this afternoon, when i got to shoot a French immigration rally. This was a huge event which I totally got into the spirit of. It was also much much larger than the one in denver. There were actually companies represented in the parade, showing support for immigration. Just incase you are confused, this had nothing to do with Amercan immigration problems, just French.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I have to help pack, we are leaving for Florence at the colon of dawn tomorrow. I will post more when i get the chance. Also I am about to load a second round of paris pictures they should be up soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-114755887157998864?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/114755887157998864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=114755887157998864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/114755887157998864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/114755887157998864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-settled-im-moving-to-paris.html' title='It&apos;s settled. I&apos;m moving to Paris.'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-114727674104394399</id><published>2006-05-10T09:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T09:59:01.053-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day one...</title><content type='html'>Ok so far I have learned that you shouldn't try to stay up all night in order to get to the airport in the morning to fly to Europe. Nor Should you count on sleeping on the forever long plane ride over the pond. Sleep happens, but for some reason, not the whole time. &lt;br /&gt; We got into London Heathrow early this morning, Late last night for you guys. Travel weary and lugging our bags through very long lines to get out of the terminal. Yay…fun.&lt;br /&gt; Speaking of fun, I highly recommend not trying to get off the underground based on a makeshift pattern that you think it may stop on. You may get off on the wrong stop. Oh and I also recommend that you sit near the exit to the tube when riding during commuter times with luggage. It gets very crowded and you begin to fear if you can even get off if you sit away from the exits. For those of you back in Denver who have ever ridden the 15, imagine riding it during rush hour , with luggage and sitting in the middle away from the door. Yeah, it's like that. But, hey, it's an adventure, right? &lt;br /&gt;So far we have only seen the airport and a couple of train stations here in London, as we are only passing through on the way to Paris for this first part. But I do have to say that Waterloo Station is beautiful. An interesting blend of classic and modern architecture and teaming with people of all nationalities. For someone who is intrigued by both people and architecture, it is truly beautiful. I only hope that Waterloo is truly a reflection of the rest of London if, not Europe.&lt;br /&gt;We just left Waterloo station on the Eurostar, bound for Paris. I am very excited about this part. I think this is going to be an amazing way to get into France for the first time. Oh and one more thing I learned, I read signs more than Kevyn does when we are traveling. This is not a bad thing, because you guys know how Kevyn get s on a mission and get very one tracked. I on the other hand will get easily distracted by signs and completely miss where we are going. I'm kind of like the guy in that commercial who is pulling his child around reading every sign, poster and message he comes across. It helps keep us balanced, me on the logistics and him on the bigger picture. We're a good team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-114727674104394399?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/114727674104394399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=114727674104394399' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/114727674104394399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/114727674104394399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-one.html' title='Day one...'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-114618637343507194</id><published>2006-04-27T19:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T19:06:13.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who knew?</title><content type='html'>Your results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are &lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;Iron Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Iron Man&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" noshade="noshade" size="4" width="75"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 75%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Spider-Man&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" noshade="noshade" size="4" width="70"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 70%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Hulk&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" noshade="noshade" size="4" width="65"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 65%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;The Flash&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" noshade="noshade" size="4" width="60"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 60%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Catwoman&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" noshade="noshade" size="4" width="60"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 60%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Superman&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" noshade="noshade" size="4" width="60"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 60%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Green Lantern&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" noshade="noshade" size="4" width="60"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 60%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Robin&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" noshade="noshade" size="4" width="57"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 57%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Supergirl&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" noshade="noshade" size="4" width="55"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 55%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Batman&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" noshade="noshade" size="4" width="50"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Wonder Woman&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;hr align="left" noshade="noshade" size="4" width="35"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; 35%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;Inventor. Businessman. Genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.seabreezecomputers.com/superhero/pics/ironman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.seabreezecomputers.com/superhero"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to take the Superhero Personality Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-114618637343507194?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/114618637343507194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=114618637343507194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/114618637343507194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/114618637343507194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2006/04/who-knew.html' title='Who knew?'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-114558918316775254</id><published>2006-04-20T20:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T21:13:03.220-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What cost education?</title><content type='html'>What has our education system come to when a professor cannot grade a paper that does not have citations because it is more than 50% original ideas from the student who wrote it. And when did said paper automatically warrant insinuation that said student cheeated and/or plagiarized. What happened to the idea that a student (particularly one in college) should be developing new ideas and formulating opinions of their own. And at what point did it become impossible for a professor to give a straight answer as to what they want. Or, and here's a novel idea, maybe they could give clear concise indications at the very beginnning as to what they require of you if they can not operate outside of said unnamed parameters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i going to school again? Oh yeah, to get a cookie cutter degree that will do nothing to advance a career that is based soley on the quality/originality of my art and the way I network myself. I could actually learn more from being someone's lab monkey-ass studio assitant and learning all the tricks of the trade by doing them, not reading about them in a book, writing about them and not being allowed to interpret, formulate or question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free society my ass. Fuck School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La pensez&lt;br /&gt;je juste dis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Val&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-114558918316775254?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/114558918316775254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=114558918316775254' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/114558918316775254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/114558918316775254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-cost-education.html' title='What cost education?'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-114443490286549820</id><published>2006-04-07T12:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T12:35:02.866-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Been Called a Pinko Commie Tool...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Got through it, stinko, by my pool...But I'm still here.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hug and a kiss to the first person to tell me what that is from. (easy one I know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I know it's been a while since i posted, ok like 6 months, but hey, i'm a full time student with 2 jobs, what more do you people want from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Twitch said, it is official, we have the major details of our trip to Europe taken care of and we leave in about a month. YAY!!! Little bit nervous as I have never been before, but excited because I love to travel and I remember how awesome it was to study in russia, even though I was really too young to truly appreciate it. Maybe someday we'll go back and really get to see Russia. But for now I get to go to places I've never been and meet people I've never seen. Plus, you know, hotty european boys don't hurt either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep an eye out for new postings here, as I will be trying to use the LLama Pen as a travel journal while I am there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to let everyone know I'm still alive and shin kickin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-114443490286549820?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/114443490286549820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=114443490286549820' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/114443490286549820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/114443490286549820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2006/04/been-called-pinko-commie-t_114443490286549820.html' title='Been Called a Pinko Commie Tool...'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112924281673531311</id><published>2005-10-13T16:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T16:33:36.736-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Day</title><content type='html'>For those of you who wonder just what it is that I do in my office all day. refer to the folowing 18 posts. Hey at least it's not porn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112924281673531311?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112924281673531311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112924281673531311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112924281673531311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112924281673531311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-day.html' title='My Day'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112924222898451023</id><published>2005-10-13T16:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T16:29:36.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;Greatsword&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You preferred a weapon with 54% power over speed and 43% range over melee. &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;You use a &lt;B&gt;Greatsword&lt;/B&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Do the words &lt;I&gt;Zweihander&lt;/I&gt; or &lt;I&gt;Flamberge&lt;/I&gt; mean anything to you? You prefer a Greatsword, a massive, heavy blade frequently strong enough to cut down the rides of mounted warriors. Though slow, the impressive length and heft of a greatsword makes it capable even of breaking through armor. Your enemies will run from the deadly arcs of your blade as you bear down on them. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is0.okcupid.com/users/100/498/1004999222958243423/mt1112013037.jpg"&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=110 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=40 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;73%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;power&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=81 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=69 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;54%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;range&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=8835205699760878591'&gt;The What's Your Signature Weapon Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=1004999222958243423'&gt;inurashii&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3'&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112924222898451023?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112924222898451023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112924222898451023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112924222898451023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112924222898451023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/10/bring-it.html' title='Bring it!'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112924186309039643</id><published>2005-10-13T16:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T16:29:24.403-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody was kung-fu fighting</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;Rogue Ninja&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You scored 7 Honor, 5 Justice, 4 Adventure, and 7 Individuality! &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;You are as quiet as the wind, deadly as a viper and you follow no master. You are a Rogue Ninja. Let no one say you are without honor, lest they meet a quiet and questionable end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Dress as you like and keep your knives close. You'll do just fine&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is2.okcupid.com/users/100/844/10184447299550975802/mt1117224228.jpg"&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=56 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=94 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;37%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Ninjinuity&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=90 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=60 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;60%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Knightlyness&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=9 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=141 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;6%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Cowboiosity&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=110 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=40 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;73%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Piratical Bent&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=14911521259611283941'&gt;The Cowboy-Ninja-Pirate-Knight Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=10184447299550975802'&gt;fluffy71&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3'&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112924186309039643?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112924186309039643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112924186309039643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112924186309039643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112924186309039643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/10/everybody-was-kung-fu-fighting.html' title='Everybody was kung-fu fighting'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112924090882380372</id><published>2005-10-13T16:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T16:29:12.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'>But they didn't ask me about the voices...</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;A little unstable&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Your 40% certain to be a psycho killer &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Dont worry your safe but id hide the kitchen knives just to be sure! &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=104 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=46 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;69%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;psycho&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=933362732881893332'&gt;The could you be a psycho killer Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=2450954390358890495'&gt;i_luv_sarah&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3'&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112924090882380372?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112924090882380372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112924090882380372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112924090882380372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112924090882380372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/10/but-they-didnt-ask-me-about-voices.html' title='But they didn&apos;t ask me about the voices...'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112924073091940880</id><published>2005-10-13T15:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T16:29:01.743-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sounds suspiciously like being John Belushi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;Dionysis&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Gods! You scored 50! &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;You are most like the God Dionysis! Dionysis is the god of wine, intoxication and creative ecstacy. In short, a party god! He was often having drunken orgies with both men and women, as well as with helpless maidens his centaurs would carry off for him. he had a large following of women who had fallen into a frenzy or "mania". These women were taken by a madness that compelled them to run around in a craze and often times become violent. Many of these frenzied outbursts had a strong sexual content. Just don't forget while having all this fun that there is more to life than getting off! &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=110 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=40 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;73%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Godliness&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=3111589456939550352'&gt;The What Greek God Are You Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=5656797536479798835'&gt;mellyelf&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3'&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112924073091940880?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112924073091940880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112924073091940880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112924073091940880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112924073091940880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/10/sounds-suspiciously-like-being-john.html' title='Sounds suspiciously like being John Belushi...'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112924022342793491</id><published>2005-10-13T15:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T16:28:50.820-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ummm...Okay</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;James L. Brooks&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Your film will be 68% romantic, 39% comedy, 48% complex plot, and a $ 54 million budget. &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Filmography: Terms of Endearment, Spanglish, As Good As It Gets, Broadcast News, etc. He also is responsible for bringing The Simpsons to TV (from when he produced The Tracy Ullman Show). It's likely that the audience will cry if Jimmy makes your film. In fact, the Simpsons writing team gave the name "Jimmies" to those sweet, tender, loving moments that end some Simpsons episodes. Also, that's he who says, "How about some sponge cake? With a brandy glaze! Muwahaha!" &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is3.okcupid.com/users/110/596/11159777880591814326/mt1123112765.jpg"&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=147 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=3 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;98%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;action-romance&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=105 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=45 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;70%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;humor&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=125 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=25 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;83%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;complexity&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=146 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=4 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;97%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;budget&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=11683900315001458180'&gt;The Director Who Films Your Life Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=11159777880591814326'&gt;bingomosquito&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3'&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112924022342793491?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112924022342793491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112924022342793491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112924022342793491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112924022342793491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/10/ummmokay.html' title='Ummm...Okay'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112923940633903315</id><published>2005-10-13T15:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T16:28:19.700-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And yet more surprises...</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;Kinky bastard!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Grats! You're 85% kinky! &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Well well well, you kinky bastard! Most likely you're into some weird shit, which is always great. Consider mailing the author of this test, and keep up the good work ;) &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is2.okcupid.com/mt_pics/929/9297475490519279986/17543972420614393184-4.jpg"&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=135 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=15 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;90%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;kinkpoints&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=15304915120826511247'&gt;The Kinkyness Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=9297475490519279986'&gt;nilnisicruce&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3'&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112923940633903315?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112923940633903315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112923940633903315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112923940633903315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112923940633903315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/10/and-yet-more-surprises.html' title='And yet more surprises...'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112923897428813549</id><published>2005-10-13T15:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T16:28:33.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn You Vile Woman!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;Stewie Griffin&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You scored 90% Evilness, 65% Horniness, 75% Intelligence, and 50% Fitness! &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;You're Stewie Griffin! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;You're an evil genius, and you have sexy parties. Your matricidal tendencies mean you don't have much time to go to the gym, and you may be in danger of developing an eating disorder. Once you're toilet-trained, the world will never be safe again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;"Victory is mine!" &lt;/P&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=141 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=9 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;94%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Evilness&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=60 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=90 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;40%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Horniness&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=66 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=84 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;44%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Intelligence&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=65 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=85 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;43%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Fitness&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=15249710549232143871'&gt;The Family Guy Character Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=7601776244480541931'&gt;Antimuffin42&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3'&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112923897428813549?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112923897428813549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112923897428813549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112923897428813549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112923897428813549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/10/damn-you-vile-woman.html' title='Damn You Vile Woman!!!'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112923853754135627</id><published>2005-10-13T15:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T16:28:07.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>wow...more surprises</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;The Gay&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Stand up and be heard! You're 70% gay! &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;You're gay! Deny it if you want, but it's all too clear. Our advice: embrace it. You aren't going to get away from this one. &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is3.okcupid.com/mt_pics/173/17381251848675182788/13458643246698767712-2.jpg"&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=141 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=9 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;94%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;homopoints&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=13458643246698767712'&gt;The Am I Gay? Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=17381251848675182788'&gt;alone2gether&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3'&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112923853754135627?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112923853754135627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112923853754135627' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112923853754135627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112923853754135627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/10/wowmore-surprises.html' title='wow...more surprises'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112923659423835159</id><published>2005-10-13T14:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T16:27:55.800-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hands up, those who are surprised</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;PURITY: 9% sex, 15% substance, 20% moral [&lt;B&gt;13% total&lt;/B&gt;]&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;B&gt;Well done!&lt;/B&gt; The higher your scores, the more "pure" you are. The lower, the more you've experienced.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;This test was about done deeds, so your numbers will never climb. [It's interesting to think they all started at 100%.] But will your purity continue to fall? Will you &lt;B&gt;OUTGROW&lt;/B&gt; or will you &lt;B&gt;OUTDO&lt;/B&gt; your past experiences? It's up to you. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;DIV style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px dotted; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: black 1px dotted; FONT-SIZE: 9pt; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px dotted; WIDTH: 90%; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px dotted; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;Advisory:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;UL&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;Don't &lt;B&gt;date&lt;/B&gt; anyone if your &lt;B&gt;moral&lt;/B&gt; purities differ by more than &lt;B&gt;30%&lt;/B&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;Don't &lt;B&gt;run a business&lt;/B&gt; with anyone if your &lt;B&gt;substance&lt;/B&gt; purities differ by more than &lt;B&gt;40%&lt;/B&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;Do &lt;B&gt;be friends&lt;/B&gt; with someone who has less than 1/2 your &lt;B&gt;sex&lt;/B&gt; purity. You'll enjoy their colorful company. &lt;/LI&gt;&lt;/UL&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Note: as for the "TOTAL" purity value - that's a weighted combination of your scores, indicating what a typical purity test might say about you. &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is0.okcupid.com/users/704/510/7055112809383642671/mt1112195154.gif"&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=6 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=144 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;4%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;substance&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=1 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=149 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;0%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;sex&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=3 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=147 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;2%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;moral&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=1 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=149 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;0%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;TOTAL&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=8797531974480148663'&gt;The 3-Variable Purity Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=7055112809383642671'&gt;chriscoyne&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3'&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112923659423835159?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112923659423835159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112923659423835159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112923659423835159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112923659423835159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/10/hands-up-those-who-are-surprised.html' title='Hands up, those who are surprised'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112923631212901040</id><published>2005-10-13T14:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T16:27:42.103-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ummm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;HELL LEVEL 3&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Raw score: 90% &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;There's a special place in Hell for you: the basement penthouse. You scored the nastiest possible score on the Sexual Hell Test. You have no sexual restraint whatsoever. You'll take pleasure however you can get it, and my guess is you get it &lt;I&gt;a lot&lt;/I&gt;. If for some reason you don't right now, you will soon, as people in your category only tend to spiral down ever deeper into the abyss of carnality and delicious sin. Congratulations.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I, personally, think that this category is the best. Paradoxically enough, sexual liberation and indulgence can only bring you closer to purity.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;AVOID&lt;/B&gt;: all but level 3 hellions like yourself. You wouldn't want to &lt;I&gt;ruin&lt;/I&gt; anyone, now would you? &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is3.okcupid.com/users/116/944/11694560292031626201/mt1120741098.gif"&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=123 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=27 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;82%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;hellishness&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=3910728582630298788'&gt;The Sexual HELL Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=11694560292031626201'&gt;jason_bateman&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3'&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112923631212901040?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112923631212901040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112923631212901040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112923631212901040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112923631212901040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/10/ummm.html' title='Ummm...'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112923609144366983</id><published>2005-10-13T14:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T16:27:11.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I just never realized he walked like that...</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;John Wayne&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You scored 45% Tough, 14% Roguish, 19% Friendly, and 23% Charming! &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;You, my friend, are a man's man, the original true grit, one tough talking, swaggering son of a bitch. You're not a bad guy, on the contrary, you're the ultimate good guy, but you're one tough character, rough and tumble, ready for anything. You call the shots and go your own way, and if some screwy dame is willing to accept your terms, that's just fine by you. Otherwise, you'll just hit the open trail and stay true to yourself. You stand up for what you believe and can handle any situation, usually by rushing into the thick of the action. You're not polished and you're not overly warm, but you're a straight shooter and a real stand up guy. Co-stars include Lauren Bacall and Maureen O'Hara, tough broads who can take care of themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Find out what kind of classic dame you'd make by taking the &lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=4621123663119520922"&gt;Classic Dames Test&lt;/A&gt;. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is1.okcupid.com/users/850/490/8504912322575776397/mt1124722696.jpg"&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=132 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=18 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;88%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Tough&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=54 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=96 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;36%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Roguish&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=41 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=109 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;27%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Friendly&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=54 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=96 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;36%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Charming&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=8651547809586515731'&gt;The Classic Leading Man Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=8504912322575776397'&gt;gidgetgoes&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3'&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112923609144366983?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112923609144366983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112923609144366983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112923609144366983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112923609144366983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-just-never-realized-he-walked-like.html' title='I just never realized he walked like that...'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112923552313775941</id><published>2005-10-13T14:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T16:26:53.026-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gayest Test Ever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;Myrna Loy&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You scored 26% grit, 33% wit, 23% flair, and 30% class! &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;You are class itself, the calm, confident "perfect woman." Men turn and look at you admiringly as you walk down the street, and even your rivals have a grudging respect for you. You always know the right thing to say, do and, of course, wear. You can take charge of a situation when things get out of hand, and you're a great help to your partner even if they don't immediately see or know it. You are one classy dame. Your screen partners include William Powell and Cary Grant, you little simmerpot, you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Find out what kind of classic leading man you'd make by taking the &lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=8651547809586515731 "&gt;Classic Leading Man Test&lt;/A&gt;. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is1.okcupid.com/users/850/490/8504912322575776397/mt1124295473.jpg"&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=86 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=64 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;57%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;grit&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=101 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=49 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;67%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;wit&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=20 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=130 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;13%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;flair&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=96 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=54 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;64%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;class&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=4621123663119520922'&gt;The Classic Dames Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=8504912322575776397'&gt;gidgetgoes&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3'&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112923552313775941?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112923552313775941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112923552313775941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112923552313775941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112923552313775941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/10/gayest-test-ever.html' title='Gayest Test Ever...'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112923127072075504</id><published>2005-10-13T13:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T16:26:24.646-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ummm....how many points do we need?</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;The Expatriate&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Achtung! You are 15% brainwashworthy, 31% antitolerant, and 14% blindly patriotic &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Congratulations! You are not susceptible to brainwashing, your values and cares extend beyond the borders of your own country, and your Blind Patriotism does not reach unhealthy levels. &lt;B&gt;If you had been German in the 30s, you would've left the country.&lt;/B&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;One bad scenario -- as I hypothetically project you back in time -- is that you just wouldn't have cared one way or the other about Nazism. Maybe politics don't interest you enough. But the fact that you took this test means they probably do. I'm gonna give you the benefit of the doubt.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Did you know that many of the smartest Germans departed prior to the beginning of World War II, because they knew some evil shit was brewing? Brain Drain. Many of them were scientists. It is very possible you could have been one of them. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Conclusion: &lt;B&gt;born and raised in Germany in the early 1930's, you would not have been a Nazi.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/nazi/expatriate.jpg"&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=17675020579094199926"&gt;The Would You Have Been A Nazi? Test&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT size=1&gt;- it rules - &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is2.okcupid.com/users/116/944/11694560292031626201/mt1124826045.gif"&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=8 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=142 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;5%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;brainwashworthy&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=75 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=75 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;50%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;antitolerant&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=12 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=138 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;8%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;patriotic&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=17675020579094199926'&gt;The Would You Have Been a Nazi Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=11694560292031626201'&gt;jason_bateman&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3'&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112923127072075504?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112923127072075504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112923127072075504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112923127072075504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112923127072075504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/10/ummmhow-many-points-do-we-need.html' title='ummm....how many points do we need?'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112923097882810431</id><published>2005-10-13T13:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T16:26:08.133-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ummm...tehe?</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;the Wit&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT size=1&gt;(61% dark, 30% spontaneous, 31% vulgar)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;your humor style:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;CLEAN&lt;/B&gt; | &lt;B&gt;COMPLEX&lt;/B&gt; | &lt;B&gt;DARK&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You like things edgy, subtle, and smart. I guess that means you're probably an intellectual, but don't take that to mean pretentious. You realize 'dumb' can be witty--after all isn't that the Simpsons' philosophy?--but rudeness for its own sake, 'gross-out' humor and most other things found in a fraternity leave you totally flat. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I guess you just have a more cerebral approach than most. You have the perfect mindset for a joke writer or staff writer.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Your sense of humor takes the most thought to appreciate, but it's also the best, in my opinion. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You probably loved &lt;I&gt;the Office&lt;/I&gt;. If you don't know what I'm talking about, check it out here: &lt;A href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/comedy/theoffice/"&gt;http://www.bbc.co.uk/comedy/theoffice/&lt;/A&gt;. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;PEOPLE LIKE YOU: Jon Stewart - Woody Allen - Ricky Gervais &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/humortest/wit.gif"&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=17565214125862764376"&gt;The 3-Variable Funny Test!&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT size=1&gt;- it rules - &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT size=1&gt;&lt;I&gt;If you're interested, try my latest: &lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=18048702267320519909"&gt;The Terrorism Test&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=107 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=43 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;71%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;darkness&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=18 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=132 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;12%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;spontaneity&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=53 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=97 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;35%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;vulgarity&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=17565214125862764376'&gt;The 3 Variable Funny Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=11694560292031626201'&gt;jason_bateman&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3'&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112923097882810431?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112923097882810431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112923097882810431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112923097882810431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112923097882810431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/10/ummmtehe.html' title='Ummm...tehe?'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112923062175532287</id><published>2005-10-13T13:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T16:25:51.273-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm all smart and stuff...</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;English Genius&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You scored 85% Beginner, 100% Intermediate, 86% Advanced, and 93% Expert! &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;You did so extremely well, even &lt;I&gt;I&lt;/I&gt; can't find a word to describe your excellence! You have the uncommon intelligence necessary to understand things that most people don't. You have an extensive vocabulary, and you're not afraid to use it properly! Way to go! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Thank you so much for taking my test. I hope you enjoyed it! &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;For the complete Answer Key, visit my blog: http://shortredhead78.blogspot.com/. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=15 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=135 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;10%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Beginner&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=68 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=82 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;45%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Intermediate&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=24 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=126 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;16%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Advanced&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=128 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=22 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;85%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Expert&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=14457200288064322170'&gt;The Commonly Confused Words Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=577245280159428717'&gt;shortredhead78&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3'&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112923062175532287?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112923062175532287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112923062175532287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112923062175532287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112923062175532287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-all-smart-and-stuff.html' title='i&apos;m all smart and stuff...'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112923013801309556</id><published>2005-10-13T13:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T16:25:38.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't say i didn't warn you</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;Sociopath&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You are 71% Rational, 14% Extroverted, 71% Brutal, and 71% Arrogant. &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;You are the Sociopath! As a result of your cold, calculating rationality, your introversion (and ability to keep quiet), your brutality, and your arrogance, you would make a very cunning serial killer. You care very little for the feelings of others, possibly because you are not a very emotional person. You are also very calculating and intelligent, making you a perfect criminal mastermind. Also, you are a very arrogant person, tending to see yourself as better than others, providing you a strong ability to perceive others as weak little animals, thus making it easier to kill them. In short, your personality defect is the fact that you could easily be a sociopath, because you are calculating, unemotional, brutal, and arrogant. Please don't kill me for writing mean things about you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;To put it less negatively:&lt;/B&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;I&gt;1. You are more RATIONAL than intuitive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;2. You are more INTROVERTED than extroverted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;3. You are more BRUTAL than gentle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;4. You are more ARROGANT than humble.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;Compatibility:&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Your exact opposite is the &lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;score1=100&amp;score2=0&amp;score3=0"&gt;Hippie&lt;/A&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Other personalities you would probably get along with are the &lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;score1=0&amp;score2=100&amp;score3=0"&gt;Spiteful Loner&lt;/A&gt;, the &lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;score1=100&amp;score2=100&amp;score3=100"&gt;Smartass&lt;/A&gt;, and the &lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;score1=100&amp;score2=100&amp;score3=0"&gt;Capitalist Pig&lt;/A&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;I&gt;If you scored near fifty percent for a certain trait (42%-58%), you could very well go either way. For example, someone with 42% Extroversion is slightly leaning towards being an introvert, but is close enough to being an extrovert to be classified that way as well. Below is a list of the other personality types so that you can determine which other possible categories you may fill if you scored near fifty percent for certain traits.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;The other personality types:&lt;/B&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;score1=0&amp;score2=0&amp;score3=0"&gt;The Emo Kid&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Intuitive, Introverted, Gentle, Humble.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;score1=0&amp;score2=0&amp;score3=100"&gt;The Starving Artist&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Intuitive, Introverted, Gentle, Arrogant.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;score1=0&amp;score2=100&amp;score3=0"&gt;The Bitch-Slap&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Intuitive, Introverted, Brutal, Humble.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;score1=0&amp;score2=100&amp;score3=100"&gt;The Brute&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Intuitive, Introverted, Brutal, Arrogant.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;score1=100&amp;score2=0&amp;score3=0"&gt;The Hippie&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Intuitive, Extroverted, Gentle, Humble.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;score1=100&amp;score2=0&amp;score3=100"&gt;The Televangelist&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Intuitive, Extroverted, Gentle, Arrogant.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;score1=100&amp;score2=100&amp;score3=0"&gt;The Schoolyard Bully&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Intuitive, Extroverted, Brutal, Humble.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=0&amp;score1=100&amp;score2=100&amp;score3=100"&gt;The Class Clown&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Intuitive, Extroverted, Brutal, Arrogant.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;score1=0&amp;score2=0&amp;score3=0"&gt;The Robot&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Rational, Introverted, Gentle, Humble.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;score1=0&amp;score2=0&amp;score3=100"&gt;The Haughty Intellectual&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Rational, Introverted, Gentle, Arrogant.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;score1=0&amp;score2=100&amp;score3=0"&gt;The Spiteful Loner&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Rational, Introverted, Brutal, Humble.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;score1=0&amp;score2=100&amp;score3=100"&gt;The Sociopath&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Rational, Introverted, Brutal, Arrogant.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;score1=100&amp;score2=0&amp;score3=0"&gt;The Hand-Raiser&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Rational, Extroverted, Gentle, Humble.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;score1=100&amp;score2=0&amp;score3=100"&gt;The Braggart&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Rational, Extroverted, Gentle, Arrogant.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;score1=100&amp;score2=100&amp;score3=0"&gt;The Capitalist Pig&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Rational, Extroverted, Brutal, Humble.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;score0=100&amp;score1=100&amp;score2=100&amp;score3=100"&gt;The Smartass&lt;/A&gt;: &lt;I&gt;Rational, Extroverted, Brutal, Arrogant.&lt;/I&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is1.okcupid.com/users/156/664/1566642811609810544/mt1114812227.jpg"&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=78 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=72 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;52%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Rationality&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=17 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=133 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;11%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Extroversion&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=126 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=24 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;84%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Brutality&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=123 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=27 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;82%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Arrogance&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=4741219933576750506'&gt;The Personality Defect Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=1566642811609810544'&gt;saint_gasoline&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3'&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112923013801309556?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112923013801309556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112923013801309556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112923013801309556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112923013801309556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/10/dont-say-i-didnt-warn-you.html' title='Don&apos;t say i didn&apos;t warn you'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112922971955809402</id><published>2005-10-13T12:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T16:24:43.133-06:00</updated><title type='text'>mmm Zombies</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;Official Survivor&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Congratulations! You scored 81%! &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Whether through ferocity or quickness, you made it out. You made the right choice most of the time, but you probably screwed up somewhere. Nobody's perfect, at least you're alive. &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is1.okcupid.com/mt_pics/773/773812361575599080/5349989821747660792-3.jpg"&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=81 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=69 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;54%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;survivalpoints&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=5349989821747660792'&gt;The Zombie Scenario Survivor Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=773812361575599080'&gt;ci8db4uok&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3'&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112922971955809402?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112922971955809402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112922971955809402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112922971955809402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112922971955809402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/10/mmm-zombies.html' title='mmm Zombies'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112922929041712416</id><published>2005-10-13T12:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T12:48:10.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I told you i'm not really american...</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;Rupert Giles&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;63% amorality, 45% passion, 63% spirituality, 63% selflessness &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Utterly calm and resolute in the face of danger, utterly devoted to his loved ones and comrades in arms, and utterly willing to do what is necessary to ensure that good overcomes evil. Giles knows the score, he knows that sometimes virtue relies on good men getting a little messy, and he's willing to take that on himself, largely so that others don't have to. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You might share some of that. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You most closely resemble one of the most popular heroes in the Buffy universe. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Congratulations! &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;If you enjoyed this test, I would love the feedback! Also, you might want to check out some of my other tests if you're interested in the following:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=9935030990046738815"&gt;Nerds, Geeks &amp; Dorks&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=16508533975919017840"&gt;Professional Wrestling&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=8115472531704248346"&gt;Love &amp; Sexuality&lt;/A&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=10603689462944369577"&gt;America/Politics&lt;/A&gt; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Thanks Again! -- &lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=17325897279428986557"&gt;THE 4-VARIABLE BUFFY PERSONALITY TEST&lt;/A&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is3.okcupid.com/users/104/656/10465692962375378952/mt1123888931.jpg"&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=80 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=70 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;53%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;morality&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=20 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=130 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;13%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;repose&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=72 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=78 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;48%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;spirituality&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=108 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=42 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;72%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;selflessness&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=17325897279428986557'&gt;The 4-Variable Buffy Personality Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=10465692962375378952'&gt;donathos&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3'&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112922929041712416?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112922929041712416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112922929041712416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112922929041712416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112922929041712416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-told-you-im-not-really-american.html' title='I told you i&apos;m not really american...'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112898832594287787</id><published>2005-10-10T17:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T17:52:05.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Operativey Goodness</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='5' cellspacing='0' width='600'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src='http://images.quizfarm.com/1127582750sqoperative.jpg'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;The Operative&lt;/b&gt;. You are dedicated to your job and very good at what you do.  You've done some very bad things, but they had to be done.  You don't expect to go to heaven, but that is a sacrifice you've made for a better future for all.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border='0' width='300' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;The Operative&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='94' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;94%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Kaylee Frye&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='88' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;88%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Capt. Mal Reynolds&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='81' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;81%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Hoban &amp;#039;Wash&amp;#039; Washburne&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='81' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;81%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;River Tam&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='81' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;81%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Zoe Alleyne Washburne&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='75' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;75%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Inara Serra&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='63' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;63%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Shepherd Derrial Book&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='63' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;63%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Simon Tam&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='63' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;63%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Jayne Cobb&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='56' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;56%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=79387'&gt;Which Serenity character are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;created with &lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com'&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112898832594287787?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112898832594287787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112898832594287787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112898832594287787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112898832594287787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/10/operativey-goodness.html' title='Operativey Goodness'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112822708537865936</id><published>2005-10-01T22:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T22:24:45.383-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Umm...aaargh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="position:relative; border:1px #320 solid; background-color:#c9b390; padding:0 10px; width:400px; text-align:center; font-family:serif; left:50%; margin:25px 0 25px -200px; color:#320;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    My pirate name is:&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style="font-size:32px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Bloody Davy Kidd&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="flag.gif" style="top:5px; position:relative; display:block; width:100px; background-color:#320;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style="left:110px; top:-60px; width:290px; position:relative; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Every pirate lives for something different. For some, it's the open sea. For others (the masochists), it's the food. For you, it's definitely the fighting. Even though you're not always the traditional swaggering gallant, your steadiness and planning make you a fine, reliable pirate.    Arr!&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.fidius.org/quiz/pirate/" style="position:absolute; width:100%; left:0px; bottom:20px; color:#f8eecc;"&gt;Get your own pirate name from fidius.org.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112822708537865936?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112822708537865936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112822708537865936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112822708537865936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112822708537865936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/10/ummaaargh.html' title='Umm...aaargh...'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112808903737134604</id><published>2005-09-30T07:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T08:03:57.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Walk Home</title><content type='html'>So last night, some of our coworkers took us out for drinks for our anniversary. Lots of drink lots a fun. But our walk home went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us: talking about movies and food.&lt;br /&gt;Some Gutter punk: "Hey, you guys want to try some PCP and a Handgrenade? I hear it's a real bang"&lt;br /&gt;Us: "Ummm...no"&lt;br /&gt; five minutes later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us: more movie and food talk&lt;br /&gt;chick in car: "Hey! I got this chick i'm sellin for $200! What's your bid?" (sees that we are holding hands) "Ummm...nevermind" (rolls up windows and drives off).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us: finding this inordinately amusing, giggling alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that nothing else eventful. Just thought I'd share this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112808903737134604?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112808903737134604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112808903737134604' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112808903737134604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112808903737134604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/09/walk-home.html' title='The Walk Home'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112733485864772829</id><published>2005-09-21T14:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T14:34:18.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Game :)</title><content type='html'>Reply with your name and&lt;br /&gt;1. I'll respond with something random about you.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'll tell you my first memory of you.&lt;br /&gt;6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.&lt;br /&gt;7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.&lt;br /&gt;8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. You MUST. It is written.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112733485864772829?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112733485864772829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112733485864772829' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112733485864772829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112733485864772829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/09/fun-game.html' title='Fun Game :)'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112607100809267094</id><published>2005-09-06T23:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T23:30:08.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Penguin topedo of death. Fire one!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/iestynfair/41068237/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/22/41068237_62c638b500_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/iestynfair/41068237/"&gt;Penguin topedo of death. Fire one!!!&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/iestynfair/"&gt;punklamma&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We went to the Denver zoo. I like zoos when then animals don't look all sad and miserable. They seemed happy so i was happy. I know that not all zoos are good, but i like my our zoo. If anyone knows otherwise let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay Zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put just a very few of the several hundred pictures i took on flickr. Take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensez Ca&lt;br /&gt;Je juste dis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112607100809267094?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112607100809267094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112607100809267094' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112607100809267094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112607100809267094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/09/penguin-topedo-of-death-fire-one.html' title='Penguin topedo of death. Fire one!!!'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112606890497660987</id><published>2005-09-06T22:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T22:55:05.003-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Flutterby 04</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/iestynfair/39066077/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/30/39066077_08b22bd373_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/iestynfair/39066077/"&gt;Flutterby 04&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/iestynfair/"&gt;punklamma&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I found me some flutterbies at the park. Yay me!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112606890497660987?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112606890497660987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112606890497660987' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112606890497660987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112606890497660987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/09/flutterby-04.html' title='Flutterby 04'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112576701177419890</id><published>2005-09-03T11:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T11:03:31.786-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Nerd Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pure Nerd&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; 60 % Nerd, 30% Geek, 30% Dork &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; For The Record:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Nerd is someone who is passionate about learning/being smart/academia.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Geek is someone who is passionate about some particular area or subject, often an obscure or difficult one.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Dork is someone who has difficulty with common social expectations/interactions.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scored better than half in Nerd, earning you the title of: &lt;b&gt;Pure Nerd&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The times, they are a-changing. It used to be that being exceptionally&lt;br /&gt;smart led to being unpopular, which would ultimately lead to picking up&lt;br /&gt;all of the traits and tendences associated with the "dork." No-longer.&lt;br /&gt;Being smart isn't as socially crippling as it once was, and even more&lt;br /&gt;so as you get older: eventually being a Pure Nerd will likely be&lt;br /&gt;replaced with the following label: Purely Successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, you might want to check out some of my other tests if you're interested in any of the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=17325897279428986557"&gt;Buffy the Vampire Slayer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=16508533975919017840"&gt;Professional Wrestling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?%0D%0Atestid=8115472531704248346"&gt;Love &amp; Sexuality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=10603689462944369577"&gt;America/Politics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Again! -- &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=9935030990046738815"&gt;THE NERD? GEEK? OR DORK? TEST&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/users/104/656/10465692962375378952/mt1124997268.jpg"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="84"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="66"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;56%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;nerdiness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="51"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="99"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;34%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;geekosity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="74"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="76"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;49%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;dork points&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=9935030990046738815'&gt;The Nerd? Geek? or Dork? Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=10465692962375378952'&gt;donathos&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112576701177419890?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112576701177419890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112576701177419890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112576701177419890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112576701177419890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/09/hey-nerd-boy.html' title='Hey Nerd Boy'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112520047199680397</id><published>2005-08-27T21:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T21:41:12.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Abstract 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12102820@N00/37780765/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos27.flickr.com/37780765_b2881e1c43_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/12102820@N00/37780765/"&gt;Abstract 08&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/12102820@N00/"&gt;punklamma&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As Many of you know Shaych and I recently got digital cameras. I was, at the very least, terrified of getting a digital camera. Terrified that it would take over my film work, and change me as a photographer. Here is what I have found since, I still love film. I also love my digital, it has made me stop and think about what i'm doing again, so i feel it will help my overall photography. I love what i have been able to do as far as color abstracts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I am perfectly willing to give my color photography over to my D70s. For now, however, my black and white will remain with my beloved N80. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is a sample of my digital abstracts. You can find more on my flickr page (click the pic). I hope you enjoy them as much as I enjoy taking them. I look forward to exploring, defining and refineing my artt and voice.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112520047199680397?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112520047199680397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112520047199680397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112520047199680397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112520047199680397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/08/abstract-08.html' title='Abstract 08'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112326707593943404</id><published>2005-08-05T11:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T12:39:21.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough Week</title><content type='html'>Like the title says, this has been a very tough week. Shaych lost his grandmother on his father's side this last weekend, so we spent the most of the week out of time with his family. From the few times I met her I could tell that she was a very wonderful person who truly cared about her family and other people. She was fun to talk to and had nothing but smiles for shaych and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very hard for me when we first arrived because I was around people who, with the exception of his father and step-mother, I did not know all that well. I had met them all before, but at the beginning of the week I felt kind of like a stranger intruding on their familial grief. But after a day or so, I felt more like family, and it became hard for me because I was now sharing in the family grief. I guess it is true that every sad thing has a happy side, because I now feel that I am truly part of that family, and I believe that they feel the same way. The whole week seems to have brought the family closer together, and if nothing else good comes from it, there will be that. I am sad about what happened, but I am happy that I was allowed to be a part of everything with shaych.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is, however, one part of the week that I was extremely unhappy with: the pastor.&lt;br /&gt;When he came over to plan the ceremony with the family, shaych's grandfather said in no uncertain terms that while he and his wife loved God and had faith, they were not church people and did not want a religious funeral. Apparently the pastor chose to ignore this. When he stood up to give the eulogy, he did not personalize it, but just read the obituary, then when he was giving his...i guess you call it a sermon at a funeral?...he kept throwing in things about asking jesus into peoples' hearts and that until they did that they would have no peace with grandma's passing. Other comments we added, all designed to basically convert the non christians in the room. I felt that there were two things very wrong with this: one this was directly against the wishes of the family (not acceptable); two it seemed to me a very inappropriate time to attempt conversion (even just planting the planting the seed). I understand that faith in Jesus can aide you in the mourning process, and that people need all the help they can get at a time like this, but to preside over a funeral and preach conversion is very bad timing indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I do want you all to understand, is that it is not the talk of God, Jesus and faith that bothered me, it was the blatant conversion attempts. I am not admonishing the entire church in this, but this one man. I felt he was terribly innappropriate from the time we met him and he only served to confirm that at the funeral. People do need faith in something, and for many christianity is the way, but for other's there are other ways. The important thing is to have faith in something. He needed to have the respect for the family and friends there to realize that and not push his beliefs upon people in their vulnerable emotional state, again, very inappropriate timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want this issue to over shadow the events of the week, because it is not what was important. The important thing is that a great woman has passed on from this life and is in what her belief of peaceful afterlife is. She will be sorely missed, and we as a family will honor her memory in our thoughts and hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Pensez&lt;br /&gt;je juste dis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112326707593943404?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112326707593943404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112326707593943404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112326707593943404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112326707593943404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/08/tough-week.html' title='Tough Week'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-112257112724055148</id><published>2005-07-28T10:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T11:23:17.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SnowBall IV</title><content type='html'>OK, so you know how, on the simpsons, Lisa's cat SnowBall keeps dying and they have to keep getting her new ones? and how they keep naming it SnowBall and the number. You know like SnowBall II. Well we recently realized that we have the same problem. No, not with our cat, he's still the same little handsome black Java Satan Kitty. No we have this problem with our coffee pots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I woke up the other day only to hear Shaych, muttering something about coffee pot dead and had to boil water to make my damn coffee. You have to understand this: I , in a very cliché way, am quite unbearable for the first part of the day if I don't have coffee; in much the same way he is if he doesn't eat in the morning. Knowing this, he boiled up water on our old ass gas stove and hand poured it through oud dead ass coffee maker, just so he wouldn't have to hear me bitch about having to do it (this bitching is much less likely as i would not have thought to do that. I would have just not had coffee and been bitter as all hell). That is love, I tell you what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, after going through this ritual for a morning or two more, off to target we go to get a new pot. Standing in the appliance aisle, we procede to walk up to every choice and disect why it is good or bad. We recount how we can't get this one cuz we've killed one like it, or that one cuz we know it will kill us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V: What about this one?&lt;br /&gt;S: No, It doesn't match the kitchen we want. (Yes we worry about these things) This one?&lt;br /&gt;V: Maybe but it's a little pricey. This one?&lt;br /&gt;S: No that we'll definately break that one.&lt;br /&gt;V: But it's super cheap.&lt;br /&gt;S: but we'll kill it, we already killed one like it.&lt;br /&gt;V: Okay, Fine, you're right. This one?&lt;br /&gt;S: I don't really like it.&lt;br /&gt;V: Fine then we're back to the expensive one.&lt;br /&gt;S: We don't really have the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go on like this for a while, like a bad Laurel and Hardy. and it finally end with one of us, Shaych I think, says:&lt;br /&gt;Oh just buy the damned expensive one, it the one we really want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bear in mind this whole conversation is just a way to convince ourselves that we should get the one we want. We have quite mastered this by now.&lt;br /&gt;Later that night when we're setting the new one up and throw the old one out, we realize that this is our fourth or fifth coffe pot since we've been together. He makes the connection to Snowball and the Simpsons, and decides that this new pot would be like snow ball IV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point it's going to become cheaper to sell our souls and just go to Charbuck every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Pensez&lt;br /&gt;Je juste dis&lt;br /&gt;Val&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-112257112724055148?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/112257112724055148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=112257112724055148' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112257112724055148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/112257112724055148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/07/snowball-iv.html' title='SnowBall IV'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-111886436156103305</id><published>2005-06-15T13:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T13:39:21.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel so busy...</title><content type='html'>Yet i am so not. When i'm going I feel like I am going in about fifty different directions. I feel as though I have no time for anything. But when I sit and look at everything, I'm only going in four or five directions ant once. My initial thought was OMG I'm taking so many classes on top of working 2 jobs, balancing a relationship and nurting my art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality it is not so bad. I'm only taking 2 classes and neither is insanely difficult, they just require a bit of effort on my part. As for the jobs, I only work 2 or 3 days a week at one and 1 day at the other and niether is demanding or rocket science.  All said I still only work part time total and the money is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it about a few busy days that make it feel like I'm doing so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Pensez,&lt;br /&gt;Je juste dis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-111886436156103305?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/111886436156103305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=111886436156103305' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/111886436156103305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/111886436156103305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-feel-so-busy.html' title='I feel so busy...'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-111803283377217096</id><published>2005-06-05T22:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T22:40:33.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are we headed?</title><content type='html'>I came across this on on of my regular sites. it's a little frightening because, in reality, this is possible. I don't know what else to say, just watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/epic"&gt;Epic 2015&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le pense&lt;br /&gt;Je juste dis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-111803283377217096?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/111803283377217096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=111803283377217096' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/111803283377217096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/111803283377217096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/06/where-are-we-headed.html' title='Where are we headed?'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-111714013763618125</id><published>2005-05-26T14:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T14:42:17.643-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Question?</title><content type='html'>Does anyone actually read my damn blog or am I just wasting my time with it? Shaych, I know you do so you canignore this. If no one responds i'll just stop posting. Sorry to have wasted anyones time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le pensez-vous&lt;br /&gt;Je juste dis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-111714013763618125?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/111714013763618125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=111714013763618125' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/111714013763618125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/111714013763618125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/05/question.html' title='Question?'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-111713988692293338</id><published>2005-05-26T14:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T14:38:48.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cultural Creative</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='300'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Cultural Creative&lt;/b&gt;. Cultural Creatives are probably the newest group to enter this realm. You are a modern thinker who tends to shy away from organized religion but still feels as if there is something greater than ourselves. You are very spiritual, even if you are not religious. Life has a meaning outside of the rational.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=23320'&gt;What is Your World View? (updated)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;created with &lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com'&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-111713988692293338?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/111713988692293338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=111713988692293338' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/111713988692293338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/111713988692293338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/05/cultural-creative.html' title='Cultural Creative'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-111649129750732703</id><published>2005-05-19T02:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T02:28:17.760-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn you, Google!!</title><content type='html'>I've not really been up to too much lately, most of it boils down to this: Semester's over, new one starts in about a week. Moved again. Still working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thing right now is that I've decided that I kind of want to find my father, or rather find out who he is. This is a bit tricky as I have very little to go on and even fewer people who have any helpful info. Google has, for once, not given me the answers i seek, and all I can really find are obscure references to people who may or may not have been my ancestors, and sites that want me to pay to get information that may or may not be useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i really want to know is who he was and what type of person. It would also be helpful to know things like medical history or even what my roots are. Meeting him at this point would be very hard and, while it would be interesting, it is not something that I need to do. I really wouldn't know what to say anyway. Not to mention the fact that knowing my luck he would think I was trying to get something from him which I wouldn't. I don't need anything frm him, I've made it 25 years just fine, all I want is to know. I don't know why I'm justifying my desires to bloggerland, all of you know that I normally would not do that, but I just am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I 'm not even really sure why I felt the need to tell you all this. Maybe it's in the naive hope that  he has been keeping tabs on me all my life and reads my blog and will reply to this. Ok I know that wouldn't happen, but wouldn't it be bizzaro? I guess the real reason I'm posting this is to see if any of you have any advice for the search or even if any of you have dealt with this kind of thing and can offer words of wisdom/experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just saying...&lt;br /&gt;Val&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-111649129750732703?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/111649129750732703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=111649129750732703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/111649129750732703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/111649129750732703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/05/damn-you-google.html' title='Damn you, Google!!'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-111341545325385606</id><published>2005-04-13T11:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T12:04:13.253-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><content type='html'>OK so recently I have decided that I am wholly uninteresting, and as such I don't think I will be posting much more on here than a fun link or two, every now and then, for a while. Not that it's really that big of a deal cuz i don't think there are that many of you who read my blog regulary, if at all, anyways. So while this is not a farewell, it is a TTFN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sayin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-111341545325385606?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/111341545325385606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=111341545325385606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/111341545325385606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/111341545325385606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/04/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-111303350787163359</id><published>2005-04-09T01:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T01:58:33.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Neato</title><content type='html'>What can I say other than &lt;a href="http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/play"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; os hella cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sayin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-111303350787163359?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/111303350787163359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=111303350787163359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/111303350787163359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/111303350787163359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/04/neato.html' title='Neato'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-111280529827938090</id><published>2005-04-06T10:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T10:36:11.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grrr i'm all dragony...</title><content type='html'>' &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Dragon&lt;/b&gt;.      &lt;br /&gt;You are the Dragon. You store a lot of&lt;br /&gt;knowledge about everything. You are generally one who is&lt;br /&gt; good with personal growth and can regenerate yourself&lt;br /&gt;after a bad experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="300"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Dragon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Salmon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Bull&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="67"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;67%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Stag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="67"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span 1="" style=""&gt;67%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Eagle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="58"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;58%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="58"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;58%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Fox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="58"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;58%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Ram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="58"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;58%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="58"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;58%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Crow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Deer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Wolf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="33"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;33%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Snake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="33"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;33%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=13435"&gt;Which animal totem best suits you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/"&gt;QuizFarm.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-111280529827938090?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/111280529827938090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=111280529827938090' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/111280529827938090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/111280529827938090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/04/grrr-im-all-dragony.html' title='Grrr i&apos;m all dragony...'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-111233951383494117</id><published>2005-04-01T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T00:11:53.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids will be kids</title><content type='html'>I think there may be a lesson &lt;a href="http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/bear"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;...Don't get caught!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-111233951383494117?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/111233951383494117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=111233951383494117' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/111233951383494117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/111233951383494117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/04/kids-will-be-kids.html' title='Kids will be kids'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-111233854235381563</id><published>2005-03-31T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T23:56:46.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still here</title><content type='html'>I know I've been neglecting my blog for the last couple of weeks. But here is a little bit of what has been going on for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First this is the first post with my new baby, &lt;a href="http://store.apple.com/1-800-MY-APPLE/WebObjects/AppleStore.woa/71201/wo/Hh4foVwFxU5J3dJmXi6wCWyIo0o/2.0.11.1.0.6.3"&gt;Lilith&lt;/a&gt;. I've had her for about 2 weeks now and she's everthing I have expected. It has been taking a bit of getting used to moving from PC to Mac, but overall not too difficult. I'm already comfortable enough with her that I PCs are becoming a mystery once again. Damien found a new home with Girlzoot and Nurse Commando. I also got &lt;a href="http://store.apple.com/1-800-MY-APPLE/WebObjects/AppleStore.woa/71201/wo/Hh4foVwFxU5J3dJmXi6wCWyIo0o/4.0.0.11.1.0.6.9.1.1.2.1.0.0.0.1.0"&gt;Malora&lt;/a&gt; at the same time and she as well has been an absolute joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, Spring break has come and gone. We had a pretty good vacation. We rented a car and went all over the southern part of the State just taking pictures and enjoying time together, which we don't get as much anymore between school and work. It was a welcome break from our every day lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is going well. I'm gearing up for a large paper that I have due next week as well as a rather sizeable 2-d design project due right after that. Lots of homework time for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is work (well not really work, but it there is nothing festive to report about it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally went to the doctor about the blisters on my head ( I know, major ick factor) They took some samples and dent them out to a lab to find out what is wrong (They are quite baffled) and hopefully find a way to take care of it. Hopefully it turns out fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else going on, that is about it for me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-111233854235381563?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/111233854235381563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=111233854235381563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/111233854235381563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/111233854235381563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m still here'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-111065100728459801</id><published>2005-03-12T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T11:10:07.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Just a couple of quick updates on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I found a job, I am once again living in the land of the employed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) While I am still a bit depressed, I feel a bit better and am starting to get a handle on it. Thanks mostly to somethings my gram said to me to put it all in perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Still married, still happy, still love &lt;a href="http://shaych.blogspot.com/"&gt;him&lt;/a&gt; more than anything in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Less than one week until Lilith arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it,&lt;br /&gt; I'm just sayin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-111065100728459801?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/111065100728459801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=111065100728459801' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/111065100728459801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/111065100728459801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/03/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-111065068569932384</id><published>2005-03-12T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T11:10:25.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Conversations</title><content type='html'>I was talking to my grandmother yesterday. It was a good conversation. We talked about money and how to manage it. She gave me some really helpful hints on ways to do it and still get a little candy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also talked about my blog. She finally came and looked at it after everything cooled of from the &lt;a href="http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/02/suck-it-up.html#comments"&gt;suck it up&lt;/a&gt; post. She told me she didn't really see what the fuss was. There wasn't really anything on it that shocked her. She knew that venting was taking place and she also knows my penchant for saying things that other people are only willing to think. She also, at this point in her life, has seen alot things in the course of the six (including my brother and I) children she raised. After everything we all put her through, there aren't really that many things that can shock her. She said she was glad that I had found an outlet for my thoughts and it is understandable, almost expected, that some people will disagree or take offense at it as well. These things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to have input from a logical mind, not that anyone else who has comment on here is illogical, but she has this amazing ability to be objective and look at multiple sides of an issue. I have always tried to do that as well and I think I learned it from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that she does quite often it ask how my husband is. Not too many people do that. but she does almost everytime we talk. It is nice to hear that. But then she is also the person in my family that i speak to the most often ans she is one of the only ones who have met him. That could have something to do with it. Either way it makes me happy to see someone who still uses old time courtesies even in a new time situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her ability to adapt and still remain the same person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sayin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-111065068569932384?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/111065068569932384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=111065068569932384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/111065068569932384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/111065068569932384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/03/great-conversations.html' title='Great Conversations'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-111064927539805304</id><published>2005-03-12T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T11:10:37.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Kitty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://imjavakitty.blogspot.com/2005/03/let-me-out.html"&gt;Java's post&lt;/a&gt; was so rousing that shaych and I decided to finally let him out to play. So right now, he's out frolicking with the neighbor kitties. I'm not sure if it was the fact that he was so desparate to get out that he actually typed a blog posting about it, or if it was the threat of relieving himself in my shoes but he got to go out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-111064927539805304?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/111064927539805304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=111064927539805304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/111064927539805304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/111064927539805304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/03/silly-kitty.html' title='Silly Kitty'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-110969961120076310</id><published>2005-03-01T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T10:53:31.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mounting Morosity</title><content type='html'>Like most poeple I have mood swings. Usually more extreme than the average person, but balanced to say the least. An equalish number of ups and downs. I know they've been a bit messed up, but i contribute that to the amount of mood/mind altering controlled substances I have imbibed in  the past (420 and X for example). I also know that, with this month marking 3 years clean, I running out of time when i can blame these factors.  I don't know what to blame if i can't blame the drugs, but there has to be some reason why my moods are a bit whacked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately they are even more screwed up. No longer balanced. I feel like I spend way more down time than up.  Like i said I usually have equal time in one or the other, but now that is not the case. I feel like I am always down. It takes alot lately for me to feel up, and when I do it doesn't last very long. Sometimes a little as a few minutes. It's always a lighting strike back down, too. Like a stone from a bridge, My heart and mind fall into the murky waters of the River Morose. It can be anything from a comment or a thought and I'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not always down I go, either. Sometimes it is a lateral move. Something that might normally amuse me or make me rant will send me into fits of anger. I get pissed, go off and sulk. Sometimes all in my head.  Sometimes no one ever knows but me. It is affecting my school work, my job hunt, my basic everyday life. Finding the energy to do something other than playing the PS2 has become very difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There are probably only 2 people who pick on all of this, Shaych and Girlzoot. and I know that they don't always. That's fine, but they know me better than anyone else and spend more time with me than anyone else, so I know they sense it more than anyone else does. I don't expect them to know everytime I get all down, or to get alarmed when they do. Before now I've been pretty quiet, mopey, and bitter (hence the name Valium), so how would most people know the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that I want everyone to start trying to cheer me up. Especially since most of you who know me, know that most efforts to cheer me up just piss me right the hell off. I'm not asking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;anyone &lt;/span&gt;to do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I just needed to share this with someone. I figured bloggerland is the best bet, since those of us who reside here are a band of anonymous misfits, many of whom have been/are in the same place I am right now. I would gladly hear your comments or concerns. But I ask this: absolutely no "wow, man I'm sorry" "Oh I didn't know" "what can I do" or an variations on the aforementioned. Don't try to placate me or cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm Just Sayin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. on a brighter know I've found a variation of my real name that I really like and will likely change to when I change my last name. If you want to know, you'll have to get ahold of me outside of The LLama Pen as I am not going to post it here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-110969961120076310?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/110969961120076310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=110969961120076310' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110969961120076310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110969961120076310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/03/mounting-morosity.html' title='Mounting Morosity'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-110935541108324731</id><published>2005-02-25T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T11:16:51.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stork dreams</title><content type='html'>I am anxiously awaiting the day when I can call the mac stork and tell him to bring home my baby &lt;a href="http://store.apple.com/AppleStore/WebObjects/EducationIndividualCustom.woa/72105/wo/r86ry6KnDop32J1qh7dudaTn9u3/3.0.11.1.0.6.3"&gt;Lilith&lt;/a&gt;. My current "child", &lt;a href="http://www.k-1.ru/Notebook/PIV/TOSHIBA%20SATELLITE%20A15-S127.htm"&gt;Damien&lt;/a&gt; has fallen ill and I must soon erase his mind and start over. once that happens he'll be good as new, but Lilith, by nature, is considerably less vulnerable to sniffles than Damien is.  Unfourtunatley I have to wait until Mid march before I can make the transition. Only a few weeks away, but it feels like an eternity. It's like knowing what you're getting for christmas and having to wait to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when all this happens, I'll have to find a good home for Damien. If anyone is interested, let me know and we can talk about his worth. He is rather useful and has been invaluable to me, but Lilith is more of what I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sayin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-110935541108324731?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/110935541108324731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=110935541108324731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110935541108324731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110935541108324731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/02/stork-dreams.html' title='Stork dreams'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-110909619956671748</id><published>2005-02-22T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T11:16:39.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth behind internet pornography</title><content type='html'>I got this link form Shaych who got it from another blog (&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=clever_monster"&gt;Clever Monster&lt;/a&gt;). Follow it I dare you. I can guarantee that you will be surprised. I just shows you who's really behind all those dirty dirty internet sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys will just have to trust me on this. Just trust. Everyone will get a kick out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hotlesbiansheepaction.com/"&gt;http://www.hotlesbiansheepaction.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just saying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-110909619956671748?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/110909619956671748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=110909619956671748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110909619956671748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110909619956671748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/02/truth-behind-internet-pornography.html' title='The Truth behind internet pornography'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-110909409264443397</id><published>2005-02-22T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T10:41:32.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is a say something hat day...</title><content type='html'>OK not really but it is a find a job day. I'm going out today on an extended job hunt. It is just silly that I have been unemployed for a week. I've never gone that long without a job. Well I have but it's always been for specific reasons, like i moved out of state or something like that. I know that there are  people that go a very long time without jobs, but I'm not one of them. I can't stand to not be working, I need to have something to fill my time with. The lask week has just felt like a waste. There is something out there for me, I just have to find it. Time to get dressed eat and away we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I think that if I don't find a job soon, Shaych will kick me in the shins and take away my PS2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just saying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-110909409264443397?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/110909409264443397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=110909409264443397' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110909409264443397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110909409264443397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/02/today-is-say-something-hat-day.html' title='Today is a say something hat day...'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-110845362862481958</id><published>2005-02-15T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T00:47:08.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apocolypse Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.rathergood.com/angel/"&gt;http://www.rathergood.com/angel/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think About it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm Just Sayin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-110845362862481958?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/110845362862481958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=110845362862481958' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110845362862481958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110845362862481958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/02/apocolypse-now.html' title='Apocolypse Now'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-110819724328392367</id><published>2005-02-12T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T01:34:03.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grammar lessons</title><content type='html'>Just a fun little poem. I'm sure we've all read it before, but it is still cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making Sense Of English&lt;br /&gt;submitted by JacksonVictor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets face itEnglish is a stupid language.&lt;br /&gt;There is no egg in the eggplant&lt;br /&gt;No ham in the hamburger&lt;br /&gt;And neither pine nor apple in the pineapple.&lt;br /&gt;English muffins were not invented in England&lt;br /&gt;French fries were not invented in France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sometimes take English for granted&lt;br /&gt;But if we examine its paradoxes&lt;br /&gt;we find thatQuicksand takes you down slowly&lt;br /&gt;Boxing rings are square&lt;br /&gt;And a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If writers write, how come fingers don't fing.&lt;br /&gt;If the plural of tooth is teeth&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't the plural of phone booth be phone beeth&lt;br /&gt;If the teacher taught,Why didn't the preacher praught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a vegetarian eats vegetables&lt;br /&gt;What the heck does a humanitarian eat!?&lt;br /&gt;Why do people recite at a playYet play at a recital?&lt;br /&gt;Park on driveways and Drive on parkways&lt;br /&gt;How can the weather be as hot as hell on one day&lt;br /&gt;And as cold as hell on another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to marvel at the unique lunacy&lt;br /&gt;Of a language where a house can burn up asIt burns down&lt;br /&gt;And in which you fill in a form By filling it out&lt;br /&gt;And a bell is only heard once it goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English was invented by people, not computers&lt;br /&gt;And it reflects the creativity of the human race&lt;br /&gt;(Which of course isn't a race at all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why&lt;br /&gt;When the stars are out they are visible&lt;br /&gt;But when the lights are out they are invisible&lt;br /&gt;And why it is that when I wind up my watch&lt;br /&gt;It startsBut when I wind up this poem&lt;br /&gt;It ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sayin...&lt;br /&gt;PL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-110819724328392367?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/110819724328392367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=110819724328392367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110819724328392367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110819724328392367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/02/grammar-lessons.html' title='Grammar lessons'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-110819662484829822</id><published>2005-02-12T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T01:23:44.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on</title><content type='html'>I will not be commenting anything else on the Suck it up post. I vented I posted, I moved on. If  anyone else has anything else to share on that, feel free, either on here or email me. I welcome the exchange of ideas and opinions it has brought, believe it or not. I do appreciate the responses each in their own way. I would like to make one small request. I you have comments or concerns about my husbands blog, please direct them to his. This is not an angry request, merely a rational one. He is very much my family and life. As such I would like to afford him every opportunity to respond or converse on any concerns surrounding his ideals and comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm Just Sayin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-110819662484829822?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/110819662484829822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=110819662484829822' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110819662484829822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110819662484829822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/02/moving-on.html' title='Moving on'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-110819611558590085</id><published>2005-02-12T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T01:15:15.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art</title><content type='html'>Tried painting for the first time tonight, gotta say i don't hate it. I'm not saying it is going to become my medium of choice, but I do think I will keep dabling in it. There was something relaxing about slathering globs of acrylic on to a canvas. It was like i was able to release the stress from earlier in the day in just a few short strokes. There are many more things I would like to try with paint, including mixing it with my medium of choice, Photography. The idea of combining media in ways both of and not of countless others before me to create something unlike anyone before me has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art (no matter what the reason, result or medium) is an neccessity in ours and all other societies. The encouragement and expression of free will, thought, and passion. Ideas can be conveyed in a much less inhibited form through art. I enjoy being a part of that and I enjoy sharing that with my husband and our friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be extremely cliche: Art is life, love and freedom. Give me all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sayin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-110819611558590085?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/110819611558590085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=110819611558590085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110819611558590085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110819611558590085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/02/art.html' title='Art'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-110750882381865712</id><published>2005-02-04T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T02:26:28.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suck it up</title><content type='html'>The following post does not apply to my Grandmother, she has been very supportive over the years. My brother may decide to take it as he will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so it has come to my attention that some of you, (mainly what i used to consider my family) are disturbed, disheartened, and entirely discomforted at the contents of my blog, which consists of my thoughts, ideas and concerns. What this tells me is that those mentioned above are uncomfortable with me. Now I could go on and on about how you just don't get me and you don't understand my genius or some crap like that, but really what I want to say is: Suck It Up!&lt;br /&gt;You don't agree with me, fine. You think I'm disturbed, fine. You can't handle that I have a thought in my head that is original or that isn't a direct result of the christian kool aid? Deal with it. It occurs to me that this is not my problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to come to terms with the fact that some people do not buy into the dogmatic practices/beliefs of a relatively young religion that stole most of it's customs, rights, and beliefs from the very people they claim to despise. I know a new toaster would be nice, but recruitment and conversion should not be the sole purpose for you spiritual existence. The pyramid scheme of religions is not for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend that you do a little research ad determine where it is that you piety comes from. If you are okay with the idea that the more you condemn (an act that is, by your religion's own teaching, to beleft only to god) the closer to god you are, then by all means, condemn away. But make sure you at least do it fairly. You must condemn everyone that is different from you. jews, muslims, fags, dykes, bhuddists, anyone. Basically condemn everyone, including youself. You are by your own definition a sinner, you have thought thing, done things, said things that are unbecoming of your stature, you have made mistakes. If you must be a hatemonger, then begin with yourself. you are not innocent in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not comfortable around me, my husband, my life...your problem, not mine, you deal with it. If you feel that way, I would much rather keep it all away from me. If you are unable to cope without venting, then at least have the decency to vent to me, about me and not spread it like some dirty office secret. Everyone who knows me,and has half a mind knows I am neither innocent nor pure anymore. I have made mistakes, I have dealt with them. I'm bitter, I'm a bit jaded, I know all this, so do you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't live up to your expectations, stop expecting. I'm not what everyone wanted me to be, but I am who I have become for many reasons, some of which are direct results of what everyone else wanted me to be. If you can not handle who and what I am, and you are not willing to make an effort to get to know who and what that is, I don't want or need you in my life. Between my Husband, his family and our friends, I have a surrogate family here in Denver, I have no need or room in my life for your hang ups or distaste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't care for me, fine, take me off your holiday card list, remove me from drawings, don't worry, stop pretending to care. And really, don't send me religious propaganda, you are not doing any good, just pissing me off. Just Suck it up and leave me alone. Exception: you have shit to talk about me? say it to me, then go the fuck away. I can't wait to hear what you all really think about me and my life. I yearn for that kind of ignorance, it reminds me just how horrible we as a people can be, even to those we claim to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the short of it, you don't like me? suck it up, tell me, and move on out of my life. then you're done with me, I'm done with you, everyone's happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sayin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punkllama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-110750882381865712?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/110750882381865712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=110750882381865712' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110750882381865712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110750882381865712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/02/suck-it-up.html' title='Suck it up'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-110684471611267551</id><published>2005-01-27T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T09:51:56.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooo...gurl tiared</title><content type='html'>Please forgive me for allowing myself to vent and feels sorry for myself. No, wait, you know what. I'm not asking forgivness. I'm too tired for this begging for forgivness of people crap, just to express myself. Screw that.  You no likey? tough beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, moving on. I'm just tired. Right now I am in school full time,  and with the semester in swing, I have my first week of loads and loads of homework. I am working more than full time. Being a manager, the company requires that I work a minimum of 44 hours, but really i put in 50 or more on a regular basis. This is not a negotioable time frame either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example this week (as many of you know) I am moving to a new apartment, so I needed to get saturday of to move. Bossman says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "hmm... well you can come in as late as 10 pm and stay till close(2:30), but you will have to make up the remaining 6 hours by coming in early or staying late throughout the rest of the week."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there is responsibility and all that crap that goes along with the position, but frankly I don't care. Girl Done. You see when it's such an ordeal to get a day to move, that doesn't work for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is the problem of moving itself. It is thursday. I move on saturday. Guess how much of my house is packed? That's right...the books! Granted that is quite a few boxes, but no where near what we have. To top that off, Shaych has had to pack those and will end up having to pack the rest of it by himself because i have to put in extra hours (bringing me up to at least 12 to 14 hour days) today and tomorrow (and probably sunday as well) to make up for needing to move on saturday. That is severely shitty for him. Not to mention the fact that he and I get very little time together any more. (and no that does not mean that we feel we are spending too much time with you, girlzoot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh... so basically girl tired. I'm just done. But really only with work. I need to get rid of it and get some brainless student job that understands that school comes first and will work with me. The less responsibility the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sayin...&lt;br /&gt;PL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-110684471611267551?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/110684471611267551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=110684471611267551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110684471611267551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110684471611267551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/01/ooogurl-tiared.html' title='Ooo...gurl tiared'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-110684304370677921</id><published>2005-01-27T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T09:24:39.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Viagra, An Army of One</title><content type='html'>The following is an email sent to me from Emerald Bhuddist, a friend of ours in Seattle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Staff Meeting: The boss of Stone Marketing called a spontaneous staff meeting in the middle of a particularly stressful week. When everyone gathered, the employer, who understood the benefits of having fun, told the burnt out staff the purpose of the meeting was to have a quick contest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The theme was Viagra advertising slogans. The only rule was they had to use past slogans, originally written for other products, that captured the essence of Viagra. Slight variations were acceptable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;About 7 minutes later, they turned in their suggestions and created a Top Ten List. After all the laughter and camaraderie, the rest of the week went very well for everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Top Ten &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10. Viagra, Whaazzzzz Up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9. Viagra, The quicker pecker upper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8. Viagra, Like a rock! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7. Viagra, When it absolutely, positively has to be there overnight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. Viagra, Be all that you can be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. Viagra, Reach out and touch someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. Viagra. Strong enough for a man, but made for a woman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. Viagra. For the ride of your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. Viagra. We bring good things to life! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And the unanimous number one slogan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. Viagra. This is your penis..... This is your penis on drugs.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sayin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-110684304370677921?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/110684304370677921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=110684304370677921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110684304370677921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110684304370677921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/01/viagra-army-of-one.html' title='Viagra, An Army of One'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-110601711819715163</id><published>2005-01-17T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T19:58:38.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kizmet</title><content type='html'>So for financial reasons, Shaych and I decided we needed to find a new apartment.Since we have been in our new apartment for 3 months and have yet to see, let alone sign a lease this was not a problem. So into his fathers old primer grey redneck truck (complete with gun rack, terrorist hunting license sticker, and remote keyless entry) we pile, off to Capitol Hill to seek starving artist housing. After an oh so grueling afternoon of looking, we come across this cute little converted victorian. We call the guy and get the details. Sound good but more than we really planned on spending. Then he tells us that utilities are include. So, eybrows arched, we crunch the numbers. Most of the places we had looked at we not utilities included, furthermore, the cost with utilities in those is about the same as this place. That figured we call the guy back to see it. We walk in later and fall in love with it. And to make the deal sweeter, we find out that the landlord is a photographer and one of his best friends is a filmmaker and a photographer. (Shaych is a film/photo double major and I am a Photo major). And landlord guy is about to buy a classic mercedes diesel,(we drive one as well). Dude is hella cool and only requires a month to month lease. And no extra fees for satan kitty. We think it just might be ment to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sayin...&lt;br /&gt;PL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-110601711819715163?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/110601711819715163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=110601711819715163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110601711819715163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110601711819715163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/01/kizmet.html' title='Kizmet'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-110501805229640825</id><published>2005-01-06T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T06:29:54.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Standard or Metric?</title><content type='html'>"For thousands more years the mighty ships tore across the empty wastes of space and finally dived screaming on to the first planet they came across--which happened to be the Earth -- where due to a terrible miscalculation of scale the entire battle fleet was accidentally swallowed by a small dog"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douglas Adams, &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/touchstone/hitchhikers_guide_to_the_galaxy.html"&gt;"The Hitchhiker'sGuide to the Galaxy"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-110501805229640825?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/110501805229640825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=110501805229640825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110501805229640825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110501805229640825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/01/standard-or-metric.html' title='Standard or Metric?'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-110501760186419572</id><published>2005-01-06T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T06:20:01.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mornings</title><content type='html'>OK, still not happy about it, but I'm starting to get used to getting up early.Not a bad thing I suppose. But the problem that comes with that is I'm still bad at going to early, thus i run on very little sleep most days. Maybe I am growing up. Nah, never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sayin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-110501760186419572?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/110501760186419572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=110501760186419572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110501760186419572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110501760186419572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/01/mornings.html' title='Mornings'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-110475726333724763</id><published>2005-01-03T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T06:01:03.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working Girl</title><content type='html'>It is 5 frickin 30 in the morning and I am awake so i can go stick it to an employee who screwed up and made myself, and those i report to, look bad with a screw up that is ultimatle my fault in more than part. I do this so that when my immediate supervisor and I take it up the ass wrapped in sandpaper, we can use the blood from this employee's head rolling as lube to lessen the damage. This all for a job that, while I enjoy, I wish I didn't need. Oh to be financially stable enough that the worst I had to worry about was school. At this moment I can honestly say that except for my marrige, friends, and Shaych's family(no my family does not make this list) I hate my life. Hehehehehehehe it's funny cuz it's sad and true. But I guess these are the woes of a working girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sayin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-110475726333724763?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/110475726333724763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=110475726333724763' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110475726333724763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110475726333724763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2005/01/working-girl.html' title='Working Girl'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-110201752067015888</id><published>2004-12-02T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T13:03:34.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parenting</title><content type='html'>"You're Going to have a child?"&lt;br /&gt;"We've been talking about it,"&lt;br /&gt;"But I didn't know you two were..."&lt;br /&gt;"Lover's? No, most parents aren't lovers. Mine weren't"&lt;br /&gt;-Colin Farrel (Bobby)&lt;br /&gt;-Robin Wright Penn (Claire)&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/warner_independent_pictures/ahomeattheendoftheworld/"&gt;A Home at the End Of the World&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think About it&lt;br /&gt;She's Just Sayin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-110201752067015888?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/110201752067015888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=110201752067015888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110201752067015888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110201752067015888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2004/12/parenting.html' title='Parenting'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-110201749283859180</id><published>2004-12-02T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T12:58:12.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>Am I the only one who hears a song or something that i used to love from another, chemically enhanced period and think to myself what the hell is this crap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it&lt;br /&gt;I'm Just Sayin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-110201749283859180?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/110201749283859180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=110201749283859180' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110201749283859180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110201749283859180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2004/12/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-110163593330446105</id><published>2004-11-28T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T02:58:53.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caution Road Work Ahead (Expect delays)</title><content type='html'>Shaych and I decided that we need to write travel book. It would be called Caution: Road work ahead (expect delays). In the almost 3 years we have been together, we have had some sort of mishap on ever trip we’ve taken. Literally everything from road work to dead bodies. When we went to New York, we got stuck on the tarmac in Chicago for something like 3 hours, maybe more. The whole experience went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;              Pilot: Good morning ladies and gentle men and welcome to such and such airline, at this time I    would like to inform you that our take off will be delayed for a few minutes due to weather on the east coast, please make yourselves comfortable and we will be on our way shortly. &lt;br /&gt;              Shaych: Our luck, we won’t see New York tonight.&lt;br /&gt;              Me: Yes we will, he said it was just a small storm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;45 min Later&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;            Pilot: We’re still waiting for clearance to take off, but it won’t be long now.&lt;br /&gt;            Shaych: I told you. It’s probably some huge ass storm and no one’s leaving from either     end. Plus at this point we’ve lost our spot in the cue so it would be at least another 45 min before we could even take off at this point.&lt;br /&gt;            Me: This blows, You think they’d let me smoke in the bathroom, seeing as we can’t get off the ground and I really want one.&lt;br /&gt;            Shaych: No…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;45 min Later&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;            Pilot: Still waiting for clearance yadda yadda yadda&lt;br /&gt;            Shaych: You’d think they’d just give up and let us off the plane at this point.&lt;br /&gt;            Me: Not gonna happen. You think they’d notice if I just propped open the emergency exit for a quick smoke?&lt;br /&gt;            Shaych: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;            Me: Damn, then I at least want a drink, they could do that right?&lt;br /&gt;            Shaych: Probably not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;45 min later&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;            Pilot: Looks like we’re still waiting. It should be anytime now. Blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;            Shaych: At this point I could use a smoke. (ß not a smoker)&lt;br /&gt;            Me: Yeah no shit. I want two things right now: Nicotine and Alcohol. Either order, doesn’t matter to me. Hey What if I used one of those oxygen masks?&lt;br /&gt;            Shaych: Hell no…&lt;br /&gt;            Pilot: Looks like it will be a little longer. As a courtesy to all of you the flight crew will be coming out with the drink cart, compliments of us.&lt;br /&gt;            Me: Hot Damn, you bitch long enough and you really do get what you want. Now about that smoke…&lt;br /&gt;            Shaych: give it up, I’ll have a coke&lt;br /&gt;            Me: Jack and coke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit later the pilot tells us that the storm is too bad and we can’t take off. So back to the terminal we go to be ushered out to and shuttled to various hotels with meal vouchers that barely cover a meal for one let alone the both of us. At some point during the whole ordeal Shaych has the good sense to ask about our luggage.&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;           “Oh it will go out on this plane later this evening.”&lt;br /&gt;           Shaych: sooo…. Our luggage can fly out in this storm, but we can’t?&lt;br /&gt;           Attendant: Uh huh…&lt;br /&gt;           Shaych: I want you to think about that for a while…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And off to our cheap ass hotel we went (Which, by the way, was no where near the airport, but quite some ways away in BFE Chicago. You’d think they could at least put us up in Boy’s Town.) We found out the next morning that not only were we a day late, but we were broke-ass and our luggage was having a gay old time in New York with out us. We left with out a hitch that morning, got to New York, found our bags and had a blast. We went home to Denver 5 days later tired, happy and swearing to never se foot in Chicago again.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;I give you more tales of the road later, but I’m tired now. It’s nap time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;I’m just sayin…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PL          &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-110163593330446105?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/110163593330446105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=110163593330446105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110163593330446105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110163593330446105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2004/11/caution-road-work-ahead-expect-delays.html' title='Caution Road Work Ahead (Expect delays)'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-110128643833725126</id><published>2004-11-24T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T01:53:58.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration Strikes</title><content type='html'>I got a few creative ideas for my photography tonight. Shaych and I were at a friend's house watching a documentary on Ray Johnson, (a Warhol/ Basquiat era New York avant-guarde artist), here I am looking a at his work and suddenly I'm thinking "hey, I've got this picture I could do really cool things with/to." All it would take is a little time and effort. I've known on a base level that things like I'm thinking of could be done, but never thought I would attempt them. I always thought that if I did something like it I would fail, that it would be unimaginative, unrealistic, and seemingly incomplete (not to mention uninteresting.). Tonight, however, I realized: Who fukkin cares? All I have to do is create it. If no one else likes it, then no one else likes it; not my problem. If I never take the chances I'll never know. So it seems it is time to suck it up and give it a try, I'll let you know how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sayin'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-110128643833725126?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/110128643833725126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=110128643833725126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110128643833725126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110128643833725126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2004/11/inspiration-strikes.html' title='Inspiration Strikes'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-110085017909079820</id><published>2004-11-19T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T00:42:59.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2347/640/JR&amp;#39;s.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2347/200/JR&amp;#39;s.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At JR's&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-110085017909079820?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/110085017909079820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=110085017909079820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110085017909079820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110085017909079820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2004/11/at-jrs.html' title=''/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-110085006536153479</id><published>2004-11-19T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T00:41:05.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2347/640/scan0023.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/184/2347/200/scan0023.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Wedding&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-110085006536153479?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/110085006536153479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=110085006536153479' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110085006536153479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110085006536153479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2004/11/our-wedding.html' title=''/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-110040963558048308</id><published>2004-11-13T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T22:20:35.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More pudding...</title><content type='html'>My dearest Shayachern,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well obviously, if we all stuck our fingers in you damned pudding, we were ready for the damn pie. Besides if you really wanted us to keep out of it you wouldn't have left if somewhere so accessable as the fridge. As for poking molesting you pie, i feel justified, I mean if you can't stick you finger in your husband's pie whose can you stick it in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just saying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(confused? read my last &lt;a href="http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2004/11/get-you-fucking-finger-out-of-my.html#comments"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; and then &lt;a href="http://shaych.blogspot.com/2004/11/in-my-defense.html#comments"&gt;shaych's&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-110040963558048308?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/110040963558048308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=110040963558048308' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110040963558048308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110040963558048308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2004/11/more-pudding.html' title='More pudding...'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-110040732746354128</id><published>2004-11-13T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T21:52:55.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get you fucking finger out of my pudding!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, So apparently Shaych gets all pissy if you put you finger in his pudding. We're all sitting around after dinner when i suddenly hear him calling me by my full name. I'm, just sitting there like, what the fuck did i do? Giggles ensue for the next hour as it is discovered that girlzoot stuck her finger in the pudding left over from the pie he made. Not to be left out, Joy and I indulged in a little pudding molestation of our own. At this point we are all so giggly that it is hard to take shaych seriously when, through spurts of laughter and indignance, he tells us we can't have any pie. So when he's not looking i stick my finger in his piece. More giggling from girlzoot. hard to breathe now. I guess the moral of the story is this: If you want a piece of someone's pie, don't finger thier pudding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just saying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-110040732746354128?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/110040732746354128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=110040732746354128' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110040732746354128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/110040732746354128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2004/11/get-you-fucking-finger-out-of-my.html' title='Get you fucking finger out of my pudding!!!'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-109976467652761855</id><published>2004-11-06T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T11:11:16.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Will Be The King of Porn!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm going to rule the world through porn. I'm not sure how yet but i'll figure it out. Ok maybe not,maybe i just have pron on the mind because of work, but think about it. How cool would it be to rule the world through something as base as the desire to see two midget albino leatherdaddies ravage a barely legal transexual with a penchant for dirt. I mean isn't that what we all want to see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sayin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-109976467652761855?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/109976467652761855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=109976467652761855' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/109976467652761855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/109976467652761855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-will-be-king-of-porn.html' title='I Will Be The King of Porn!!!'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-109945582879779231</id><published>2004-11-02T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T11:02:21.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Election</title><content type='html'>Watching the election coverage, watching shaych and girlzoot get all worked up over it. It is more him than her, but still it is somewhat entertaining. But I don't get it, i mean i understand what's going on, but i don't get the how or why. They're sitting there talking about how it's over already and i'm like there's still a lot of states out. I know what's going on, i'm just bit lost. Oh and now that we know that the shrub has won...PRAY!!!!!!!! no not for peace or anything like that be cause he's made sure that that is not an option, just pray for a savior, like umm....Hilary Clinton. Think about it. I'm just sayin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-109945582879779231?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/109945582879779231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=109945582879779231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/109945582879779231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/109945582879779231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2004/11/election.html' title='Election'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-109920377510580719</id><published>2004-10-31T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T00:22:55.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>mmmmmmNeurosis</title><content type='html'>Before i begin, i want to make a comment to the film commune and my other friends: Don't take this wrong and don't feel bad about it, you have no reason to. It is my neurosis. I'm just venting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to school in January after taking a semester off. I'm a little torn as to what to do. I don't really want to "Pauly Shore" my way through school, but that seems to be the direction I'm headed in. Two years in college and I'm already in my fourth major. I know, everyone says that's normal, but I feel lost when I think about it. I feel like have wasted the last 24 years&lt;span &gt;, wandering, looking for that one thing that I am truly passionate about. Not something fleeting that I will be done with in a few months, but that one thing that I just can't go a day without doing or thinking about. That thing that will be the outlet for all my creative and professional energies. I want to find that thing that i become so engrossed in that my husband (Shaych) has to knock on my workroom door and remind me that i have a life outside of it. I want a passion that consumes me, that I can't get away from. Shaych and my friends keep telling me that I will find it, that I am still young. They assure me that I am too worried about nothing. They try to reassure me that there are a lot of things that I am interested in and even a few I'm good at. I can understand what they are trying to say, and deep down I'm sure they are right. That doesn't change the way I feel. I feel insignifigant, i feel that i am not good at anything. Most of them have found that thing that they can't live without, that one thing that they can't go a day without. I have not. It is actually discouraging for me that they have. Not to mention the fact that i often feel like i am merely decoration when we hang out. Don't get me wrong, i enjoy being with them, they are my family and i love them dearly. I can not see life without them. but just once i would like to be the one that knows about something. I want to be the one that everyone says "Oh you should ask the llama, he would know about that" but it doesn't happen. I know it's superficial, but for once i would like to be the best at something, something that i love. I feel lost and confused. If i could just find it. The only thing i know for sure is that i have this well of creative energy inside me, heart and mind. I just have no idea what to do about it. Frustrating does not even begin to describe the way it feels. Filled like the ocean and barren like the desert is a start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-109920377510580719?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/109920377510580719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=109920377510580719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/109920377510580719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/109920377510580719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2004/10/mmmmmmneurosis.html' title='mmmmmmNeurosis'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-109919944390788394</id><published>2004-10-31T00:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T23:10:43.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I be worried?</title><content type='html'>So the other night I'm at a party for a major arts event (Which shall remain unnamed) and I suddenly realized that I was totally un comfortable. (This is bad, seeing as I intend to make a career of the arts) I realized that I would be more comfortable talking to them about sex toys (my current jobs entails such conversations) than about how much they paid for a painting or what movie just changed their life. It's not that I dislike the arts or the people for that matter. It more that in my head I am social leper. I never seem to have anything interesting to say and feel intellectually cowed by people that are not more intelligent than I. I'm not sure why it happens but it does. Oh well, I guess we all have those odd insecurities. (I promise that this whole blog will not be self loathing and bitter, but since it is a thought graveyard for me and most of my mental meanderings lean that way, there will likely be a lot of that. I apologize in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PunkLlama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-109919944390788394?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/109919944390788394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=109919944390788394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/109919944390788394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/109919944390788394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2004/10/should-i-be-worried.html' title='Should I be worried?'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946823.post-109920093341657301</id><published>2004-10-30T23:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T23:35:33.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Huge Ass Fake Boobs</title><content type='html'>Went to work today as Bender Britney. I borrowed some falsies from the warehouse at work. All I have to say is: I so do not envy women and the pain in the chest that they have to carry around all day every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8946823-109920093341657301?l=punkllama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/feeds/109920093341657301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8946823&amp;postID=109920093341657301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/109920093341657301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8946823/posts/default/109920093341657301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkllama.blogspot.com/2004/10/huge-ass-fake-boobs.html' title='Huge Ass Fake Boobs'/><author><name>Justin Main</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11739686746640528839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
