<?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-11732355</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:12:25.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Draco dormiens nunquam titillandus</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11732355/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>morg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05268508509435497895</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>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11732355.post-112621056198809563</id><published>2005-09-08T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T13:16:01.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back to school back to school to prove to dad im not a fool</title><content type='html'>boo school. actually its not that bad. just long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics is kinda dull but whatever. i think im doing science fair with larson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tollefson seems like a good teacher. and i sit next to debs which is like the highlight of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;latin is sweet, the teachers so funny. my latin name is minerva (like mcgonagall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;french is gonna be alot better than last year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AP english.. sullivan is realy nice and its not too hard... yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newspaper is newspaper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AP history.. pringle is cool and i know alot of people so it should be fun despite it being "the hardest class at oakton" apparently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;track.... blah.. i have to run varsity on saturday.. im waay too nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my daddy is 50 today! wowsers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11732355-112621056198809563?l=benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/112621056198809563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11732355&amp;postID=112621056198809563' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11732355/posts/default/112621056198809563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11732355/posts/default/112621056198809563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com/2005/09/back-to-school-back-to-school-to-prove.html' title='back to school back to school to prove to dad im not a fool'/><author><name>morg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05268508509435497895</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-11732355.post-112580108564219700</id><published>2005-09-03T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T13:07:25.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer's almost over :(</title><content type='html'>reading my gigantic history book all day is not exactly my ideal end to summer.&lt;br /&gt;oh, neither is running on my broken toe every day. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a better note, im re-doing my room. except today my mom spilled the paint can everywhere so now i have stains on my carpet cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like my schedule. except for not having scholla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phys honors- moore &lt;--have w/ larson&lt;br /&gt;precalc- tollefson  &lt;--have w/ debs&lt;br /&gt;latin 1- jones &lt;--have w/ danielle&lt;br /&gt;french 4- pisano &lt;--have w/ katie and natalie and cathy&lt;br /&gt;ap eng- sullivan &lt;--have w/ emily and annie&lt;br /&gt;newspaper- calkins &lt;--have with annie&lt;br /&gt;ap history- pringle &lt;--have with sunjana and dihoa&lt;br /&gt;C/C lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i steill need to check with some people. but itsgoing to be alot beetter than last year, when i had nobody in my classes except english with that girl danielle vesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeeah i dont feel like typing out my snape theory cuz its really long so just ask me about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11732355-112580108564219700?l=benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/112580108564219700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11732355&amp;postID=112580108564219700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11732355/posts/default/112580108564219700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11732355/posts/default/112580108564219700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com/2005/09/summers-almost-over.html' title='summer&apos;s almost over :('/><author><name>morg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05268508509435497895</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-11732355.post-112111713309480037</id><published>2005-07-11T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T18:18:21.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS CONTAINS HBP SPOILERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I will only truly have left this school when none here are loyal to me."&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;Albus Dumbledore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hello hello! haven't upated in a while, due to a series of events that turned much of my attention away from this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;on wed 7/13 i worked like all day on gettin the shirt design ready, and cathy kris and amanda came over to make them, even tho i ended up doing most of it anyway cuz crebe and amanda are scared of irons. you can see pics on my webshots or kris's xanga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my birthday, really fun, we hung out at my house for a while, then went the a nats game (potomac nats, that is). i was completely oblivious to the very loud announcement saying happy birthday to me (oops) and i chilled for like 15 mins with the mascot (he/she wouldnt go away). anyway, we were pretty much obsessing about hbp the whole time (actualy, more like me and kris obsessing and the others smiling and nodding) because it was the next night, and i just spilling water all over myyslef and my keyboard, great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyway, friday was a blur due to my four hours of sleep + knowing hbp would be in my hands that night... i cant remember what i did during the day, but cathy and kris came over at like 6. we made butterbeer and pumpkin cookies, and while we were baking, my mom was listening to this guy Chris Core on WMAL a newstalk station, and he was tlaking about HP and how the pope dissed it, so i called in and totaly defended HP and saying how ridiculous the pope was being, and i was totaly on live radio. hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyway we got to barnes and noble at like 8:30 or 8:45 or sumthing, (i chugged like 2 cups of coffee on the way over there so i would stay awake) and it was SOOO amazing. i mean, amazing. besides the 7/8 of the time wen we were obsessing over the dressed-up-as-harry-to-take-pics-with-everyone guy, we saw sooji, met tite people like rita skeeter and ron weasley (who gave us face/hand paintings), went to all the stations to win our green "july 16, 2005" wristbands, were on live ABC news jumping up and down and waving frantically, and basking in all the praise we got for our t-shirts (everyone wanted to know where we bought them.. ha). oh, the only bad part was we brought all our pumpkin cookies to hand out but nobody took any.. jeez. every 10 mins or so one of us would realize where we were and start freaking out.. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so because my awesomely cool mother went to b&amp;n at 9 AM that morning to get us wristbands, we got to be #s 21-24 to get our books, which means we were in the first group, which is realy good considered there were like 1000 preorders or sumthing. so we got in line and i think i was really delirious cuz i dont realy remember anything, oh, but they had a golden snitch tied to the ceiling and the last 10 seconds to 12:01 it was lowered like the new years ball and the whole store counted and then it was caught by harry and he like ran around the store with it lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and so get this, i get up to the counter, and the guy goes, "what can i get you?" LOL i was like uhh... a book.. and so i got it and we went outside and everyone was immensely jealous cuz we got ours so fast, and we took pics of us with our books and lined up in our "order", and then on the way home i had to sit in the trunk (theres seats back there) cuz there werent enuff seats so i was the only one who didnt have a light so i had to read by my cell phone light lol. oh and we saw this guy, he was like, a 30 something year old black man, READING HP WHILE DRIVING, seriously, it was propped up on his steering wheel, lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so we dropped everyone off, i got home, shoved a piece of birthday cake in me, and went upstairs to read until like 2, then woke up at like 7:30 and read till like 9 with a couple breaks to regain my senses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;now, with the book.&lt;br /&gt;-i can understand why it has come under criticism for being pretty uneventful except for the end, but i think it was absolutely necessary. 4 and 6, i believe, are the transition books; 4 being the transition into WW2, and 6 being the preparation for the final harry/voldy battle. it was really dumbledore's book, it was necessary in 6 for dumbledore to teach harry all that he knew because he knew he was probably going to die soon (more on my dumbledore/snape theory later) and prepare harry all that he could by giving him vital information about voldy's past and about the hocruxes. unlike in the end of OotP, harry has a clear idea of what he needs to do, is prepared, is ready, he understands the prophecy .. as JKR writes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"But he understood at last what Dumbledore had been trying to tell him. It was, he thought, the difference between being dragged into the arena to face a battle to death and walking into the arena with your head held high. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it's also transition from having a helping hand to having to fend for himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for the sub-plots..&lt;br /&gt;-i thot the first chapter was good, it really explained muggle/wizard relations that was unclear before&lt;br /&gt;-ok, i think dumbledore was way out of character, the way he was praising himself all the time, and the way that harry said "sir" in every single sentence just annoyed me, at least say "professor" every once in a while.. i liked it much better when he was just normal with dumbledore and not being all overly-respectful.. i dunno, it was just annoying&lt;br /&gt;-i thot the stuff with fleur was funny&lt;br /&gt;-hermione going into borgin and burke's was a little out of character, especially how stupid and obvious she acted&lt;br /&gt;-i LOVE the thing on the train, when harry is with neville and luna, and that girl comes in, and harry defends neville and luna and says they're cool.. its a blantant contrast to when cho came in their compartment in OotP i think it was and harry is with the same people and he was wishing he could be with cooler people.. it really shows how much he's grown&lt;br /&gt;-what malfoy did to harry on the train... GRRR!!!&lt;br /&gt;-i don't get the whole tihng with tonks. i mean, was she all depressed just cuz of lupin, or sirius, or both?&lt;br /&gt;-i didn't really enjoy slughorn that much..&lt;br /&gt;-mclaggen was just annoying&lt;br /&gt;-the stuff in the pensieve was good and important&lt;br /&gt;-ron and hermione.... come on.... get on with it already&lt;br /&gt;-STOP SAYING "SNOGGED"&lt;br /&gt;-the stuff with pretending to give ron the felix felicis reminded me of the disney movie the luck of the irish in the basktetball game when kyle's friend thinks he has the luck but realy doesnt and does really good&lt;br /&gt;-ron/lavendar was funny i guess&lt;br /&gt;-LOVE HARRYS CONVO WITH THE MINISTER AT THE BURROW.. dumbledore's man, through and through, arent you potter? yeah, i am... im gonna cry...&lt;br /&gt;-definitely thot slughorn was the one that posioned ron.. oops&lt;br /&gt;-luna's commentary... no words!&lt;br /&gt;-"i love you, hermione"&lt;br /&gt;-hagrid and slugohorn drunk was funNY&lt;br /&gt;-all of the ch 23 "hocruxes".. really the transition.. harry understanding the prochecy, dumbeldore's sppech on voldemort and love and tyrants in general... amazingggg&lt;br /&gt;-ok, i have a confession. when harry did that curse on malfoy in the bathroom, i actualy thot malfoy was gonna die, and i actualy started crying. shut up. not so much for malfoy, but just cuz harry was all like "no, no, no, i dont wanna be a murderer!"&lt;br /&gt;-harry and ginny... predictable.. but YESSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;-the whole thing with harry coming into dumbledore's office and it being "time" to get the hocrux.. it was all overly dramatic.. it was all "are you ready, yes, i can do this, this is it".. and it was a bit abrupt, normally JKR has this elaborate set-up to the final climax series.. here it just sort of, starts.&lt;br /&gt;-harry yelling at dumbeldore because he didnt tell him about snape being the eavesdropper.. now thats more like him&lt;br /&gt;-i predicted dumbeldore would sacrifice himself for harry.. i was kind of right, with drinking that potion, that was just plain scary/weird.&lt;br /&gt;-inferi... creepy.&lt;br /&gt;-didn't really cry wen dumbledore died.. i actually expected any moment for someone to be like haha, just kidding, that was realy someone else on polyjuice potion pretending to be dumbledore.. even tho i knew it was never gonna happen&lt;br /&gt;-RAB.. probly regulus black, and the hocrux is probly that necklace in grimmauld place&lt;br /&gt;-the whole thing with the half-blood prince, i dont really see how its that significant, i mean, ok, harry used snape's old potions book.. the title would better fit if it was like "harry potter and the preparation for the final battle" obviously not that.. but sumthing to do with the pensieve and learning everything about voldy, i duno, im still trying to figure out the HBP thing..&lt;br /&gt;-ok, last chapter. absolutely sobbed throughout the whole thing, i couldnt even see the page. the thronelike chair empty in the great hall, all the centaurs and merpeople and grawp and everyone paying their respects to such a great man, harry realizing hes finally alone&lt;br /&gt;-ron and hermione, finally&lt;br /&gt;-harry and ginny.. GRR! i cant believe it!! i thot for sure ginny would be all like, ok, were doing this together, i can stand with you, but she let harry dump her, i guess in a way its necessary tho, i guess its like, harry needs to be alone to do this&lt;br /&gt;-"he will only be gone from the school when none here are loyal to him"... ohh mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok, im tired, so i will explain my snape theory in the next post.&lt;br /&gt;i have been asked if i think this is the best book yet, and to be honest, i cant really compare them.. the purpose and style of this book is so different from the others, its like comparing apples and oranges, but i think OotP still holds the top spot in my mind, but this book is such a work of pure genius that im still debating with myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div 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SPOILERS'/><author><name>morg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05268508509435497895</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-11732355.post-112069983195137897</id><published>2005-07-06T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T16:19:40.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i guess it's about time i updated ... :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;much has happened since my last post...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;school ended, on the last day we chilled @ KTs and swam in her pool for like 924787 hours and then went laser tagging, were such nerds.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on the 24th i left for baltimore/annapolis, good times.. much eating and shopping.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;got back to nova for like a day and then went to Keuka Lake in NY for the 4th, i love that place, even tho out of like 12 people i was the only sober one.. oh, and now "bitches" is a regular word in my mom's vocabulary.. lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so my birthday's in like a week (thursday) and i dunno what i'm doing. my birthday is kinda being overshadowerd by the hbp release.. the barnes and noble party is friday night.. so me and kris have been planning the festivities, and today i designed shirts for us to wear, they're amazing. were not obsessed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so the summer laziness is beginning to kick in, today i sat around all day eating chocolate and leftover pizza... i've been trying to run cuz im sposed to be training for XC.. but that doesnt always work out.. oops.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm volunteering @ colvin run mill, even tho it's only like once a week for like an hour, that's my excuse for being lazy the rest of the time, lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh, and i'm going camping in Key West in August. im really not looking forward to it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;g2g read up on HP, i'm reading all the books before hbp, and i'm only on CoS, my bad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-morg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ps. "Draco dormiens nunquam titillandus" has been my saying for like a million years, kris stole it from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11732355-112069983195137897?l=benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/112069983195137897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11732355&amp;postID=112069983195137897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11732355/posts/default/112069983195137897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11732355/posts/default/112069983195137897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-guess-its-about-time-i-updated.html' title='i guess it&apos;s about time i updated ... :)'/><author><name>morg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05268508509435497895</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-11732355.post-111723335086199078</id><published>2005-05-27T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T16:20:33.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bo bice is my american idol.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh, the joys of kazaa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm currently rocking out to every one of bo's 'idol' performances.. yessss.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm reading the count of monte cristo.. it's really long.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11732355-111723335086199078?l=benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/111723335086199078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11732355&amp;postID=111723335086199078' title='0 Comments'/><link 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style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'm FREE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11732355-111541485871568477?l=benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/111541485871568477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11732355&amp;postID=111541485871568477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11732355/posts/default/111541485871568477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11732355/posts/default/111541485871568477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-free.html' title=''/><author><name>morg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05268508509435497895</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-11732355.post-111497849489346836</id><published>2005-05-01T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T13:15:01.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhhhhhhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;King Kong Na:&lt;/span&gt; you are freaking insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;King Kong Na:&lt;/span&gt; stop studying&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11732355-111497849489346836?l=benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/111497849489346836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11732355&amp;postID=111497849489346836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11732355/posts/default/111497849489346836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11732355/posts/default/111497849489346836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com/2005/05/ahhhhhhhhh.html' title='ahhhhhhhhh'/><author><name>morg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05268508509435497895</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-11732355.post-111438196503062979</id><published>2005-04-24T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T15:33:39.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dedicated to my fellow pilgrims...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;july the 16, 2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;time as we know it will stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;nothing else will matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;the surrounding world will be a blur of meaningless nothingness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;just me and three other pilgrims.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;and when the clock strikes 12:01 on that blissful date, our hands will connect with the binding of those 672 leaflets of pure, indescribable joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;and when the sun shines, it will shine out the clearer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;our hearts will be aflame with so much emotion that the sky could come crumbling down upon us and we would not notice it for an instant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11732355-111438196503062979?l=benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11732355.post-111436259249978513</id><published>2005-04-24T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T16:22:29.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a beautiful new day, hey hey.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i cleaned up my blog and only kept the important posts (i.e. about 2).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ok... wednesday night. oh, wednesday night.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anwar was voted off before scott.&lt;br /&gt;what is wrong with america?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note..&lt;br /&gt;dates to look forward to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may 5: ap test and track are both over (aka i have more than 5 minutes of free time in a given week)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may 7: chamber of secrets premiers on tv, along w/ goblet of fire trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;june 3: sisterhood of the traveling pants movie (lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;june 24: last day of school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;july 14: 16th b-day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;july 16: ... no words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11732355-111436259249978513?l=benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/111436259249978513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11732355&amp;postID=111436259249978513' title='0 Comments'/><link 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style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frodo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I can’t do this, Sam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sam:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. It’s all wrong. By rights we shouldn’t even be here. But we are. It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something. Even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back only they didn’t. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frodo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;What are we holding on to, Sam? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sam:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That there’s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo. And it’s worth fighting for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11732355-111378224988570062?l=benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/111378224988570062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11732355&amp;postID=111378224988570062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11732355/posts/default/111378224988570062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11732355/posts/default/111378224988570062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-3-samwise-gamgee.html' title='i &lt;3 samwise gamgee'/><author><name>morg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05268508509435497895</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-11732355.post-111301317146893955</id><published>2005-04-08T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T19:20:39.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/173/5064/640/DSCF07391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/173/5064/200/DSCF0739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheer beauty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11732355-111301317146893955?l=benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/111301317146893955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11732355&amp;postID=111301317146893955' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11732355/posts/default/111301317146893955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11732355/posts/default/111301317146893955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com/2005/04/sheer-beauty.html' title=''/><author><name>morg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05268508509435497895</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-11732355.post-111194775906340931</id><published>2005-03-27T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T10:22:39.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello.</title><content type='html'>im so cool because i have a blog like kris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;happy easter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11732355-111194775906340931?l=benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com/feeds/111194775906340931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11732355&amp;postID=111194775906340931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11732355/posts/default/111194775906340931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11732355/posts/default/111194775906340931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benrowlingsucks.blogspot.com/2005/03/hello.html' title='hello.'/><author><name>morg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05268508509435497895</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>
