<?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-35810512</id><updated>2012-01-29T18:58:29.588-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blog of Doom!</title><subtitle type='html'>I review a lot of anime and video games here...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>188</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-4310699825214773652</id><published>2012-01-29T18:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T18:58:29.596-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a Chef</title><content type='html'>At school, I'll cook anything. Chicken a la king, swiss steaks, beef stew, rice pilaf, calamari, bison burgers, omlettes, pulled chicken poutines, Coleslaw, Ceaser salads, waffles, pancakes, eggs any way you want them, and so so much more.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when I get home, I'll cook Pizza Pops, perogies, and Kraft Dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-4310699825214773652?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/4310699825214773652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=4310699825214773652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/4310699825214773652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/4310699825214773652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2012/01/being-chef.html' title='Being a Chef'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-7465581414110193576</id><published>2012-01-28T21:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T21:29:05.712-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Proof that coffee is gross</title><content type='html'>Kopi Luwak is the most unusual and expensive coffee in the world. The palm civet, or luwak only eats the ripest of the coffee cherries. Unable to digest the coffee beans, they pass through the civet’s digestive tract and are excreted whole. The journey through the civet’s digestive tract creates an unusual fermentation environment where the beans are affected by stomach acids and enzymes, Which creates this very expensive coffee delight. It retails for $180 or higher for 1 pound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;180 bucks for a pound of (literally) crap!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-7465581414110193576?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/7465581414110193576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=7465581414110193576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7465581414110193576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7465581414110193576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2012/01/proof-that-coffee-is-gross.html' title='Proof that coffee is gross'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-295621784994072447</id><published>2012-01-25T21:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T21:22:42.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal Goals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My homework is to write about one goal I have. Professional, educational, or personal, but I’m having an immensely difficult time trying to pin one down. My biggest problem is that all of my goals are too personal to hand in as a homework assignment. I’m a very family oriented person, so when I think of goals, I think of marriage, and children. I think of getting a good job, and being able to provide for my family. I think of seeing my kids grow up and graduate, follow their dreams and find love. Those are the kinds of goals I have for my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I don’t feel comfortable elaborating upon that for school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/35810512-295621784994072447?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/295621784994072447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=295621784994072447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/295621784994072447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/295621784994072447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2012/01/personal-goals.html' title='Personal Goals'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-1767548458113280392</id><published>2012-01-14T14:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T15:11:07.853-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Insatiable and Impatient</title><content type='html'>I never try to deceive myself into thinking I'm brilliant, or great, or amazing. I never try to delude myself into thinking that I am some special sort of human being. I usually feel as if I'm behind the curve, as compared to where my mind thinks I should be. I feel impatient, and frustrated when something is moving slower than I want it. I feel upset when I can't seem to grasp the solution to a problem. luckily for me, there are not many problems that come across my life that I cannot grab at a tangible solution. Sometimes, that solution is incredibly difficult, or long and drawn out, but as long as there is a fix to whatever problem I have, I can begin to make that issue go away. One step at a time is how I'm beginning to see my life. The new problem that  this however, is I want to take all of the these steps as quickly as possible. I don't want a leisurely stroll through life, dealing with my problems one by one, and taking my time with anything that I come to obtain.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to experience so much, so fast. I want to vault over anything standing in my way, I want to obtain whatever it is I'm looking for, and anything else that may be associated with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the only thing impeding me from braking out into a full fledged sprint, is I have come across a problem, and for the first time, I am at a loss of what to do. My heart and my mind change their views and opinions on this matter as fast as a coin flipping through the area. I'll be perfectly content one moment, then the next I'm utterly unhappy. I make a resolution to get what I want, and damn the consequence, then the next moment I decide to step back, and see how my situation develops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've never really been at a loss before... Not like this. I've felt confused, and hesitant before making a big decision. but I've always had something to analyze, something to mull over in my head, but now, I am totally in the dark. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like this feeling at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-1767548458113280392?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/1767548458113280392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=1767548458113280392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/1767548458113280392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/1767548458113280392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2012/01/insatiable-and-impatient.html' title='Insatiable and Impatient'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-5052079074205326413</id><published>2011-12-14T19:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T19:35:07.448-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Harder than I remember</title><content type='html'>I've been trying to write something for a little while now. I always sit down at my computer, with some form of beverage, and begin to type out a post. The first one was about school (It's awesome). The second one was about relationships (also awesome). But I always end up about half way through a post when my train of thought just derails itself and I end up sitting at my computer thinking about ponies (seriously).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could write about what it's like to live alone. I could write what it feels like to really be accepted into a group of friends. people who are like minded, and actually want my company, instead of it being forced upon them. I could also write about how I'm considering to go to a therapist more and more. I briefly toyed with the notion of writing about my past relationships, and how ill prepared I feel for a new one. The fierce desire I have to make this one succeed, and yet still trying to use all of the lessons I learned from the previous relationship. I realize how much of a mistake I'm making and I need to cut that shit out. But I'm pretty sure noone would want to read about that anyways (I know I wouldn't)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;instead, I find myself writing sappy letters about my feelings and thoughts. I always write them as if I have the intention of sending them, or sharing them with another person, but deep down inside, I know that would never happen. I have too many issues and insecurities that I could never reveal myself like that to someone. well, not for a very long time anyways. I write the letters. sometimes they're simple and easy to read, sometimes the feelings within are complex and my words dance circles around my true ideas. I find myself more and more writing these letters, never with any intention of sending them along to everyone. it's like I'm writing to "Future Alex" so he can look back and say "wow, what a spaz!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that way because I feel like I'm starting to control my life again. I'm no longer just coasting through, flipping burgers and waiting for lightning to strike me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe lightning has struck me. I'm just that lucky somedays. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-5052079074205326413?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/5052079074205326413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=5052079074205326413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/5052079074205326413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/5052079074205326413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2011/12/harder-than-i-remember.html' title='Harder than I remember'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-1516409448845910916</id><published>2011-11-11T13:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T13:45:20.791-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More homework</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;4.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Describe a typical bound salad.  How does a bound salad differ from a tossed salad?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A tossed salad is when a guy licks out another guys asshole. Who ever decided to call that “Tossing a salad?” how in the hell are the similar at all? I need to meet who ever decided tossing a salad is akin to licking out another guys asshole, and give him a slap. A bound salad is when siamese twins do it? Hell if I know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God I hope my chef has a sense of humor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-1516409448845910916?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/1516409448845910916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=1516409448845910916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/1516409448845910916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/1516409448845910916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2011/11/more-homework.html' title='More homework'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-7057489179920296500</id><published>2011-10-24T08:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T08:42:06.952-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Employment interview questions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Tell me about yourself. – I am awesome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;What three words would your current boss use to describe you? – he is awesome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;How would your friends describe you as a person? – Awesomely awesome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;What is your definition of success? – Completing a job, and someone saying “Awesome”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Where do you see yourself 5 years from now? -  Still being awesome. But in St. Johns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;How do you intend to get there? – plane probably. But I might rent a uhaul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is why I don't do homework while I'm tired&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-7057489179920296500?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/7057489179920296500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=7057489179920296500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7057489179920296500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7057489179920296500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2011/10/homework.html' title='Homework!'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-3871225366393129744</id><published>2011-10-07T07:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T07:54:30.534-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This Week!!</title><content type='html'>Beef Stew&lt;div&gt;Pork Cutlets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roast Chicken Pan gravy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Swiss Steak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roasted Chinese BBQ, Whisky Apple Butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jerk Chicken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cannelloni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chicken a la King&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to have a good week! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-3871225366393129744?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/3871225366393129744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=3871225366393129744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/3871225366393129744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/3871225366393129744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-week.html' title='This Week!!'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-5096936676843447915</id><published>2011-09-29T12:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T12:56:33.337-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This is not a Fairy Tale.</title><content type='html'>"This is not a fairy tale. I remind my self that &lt;i&gt;life&lt;/i&gt; isn't a fairy tale. things don't happen by magic, or by wishing on a star. It takes hard work, discipline, and control. There are no happy endings. There is only what we achieve, and the legacy we leave behind."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Of course not, because in the end, everyone dies. but you can be happy right up until the end, can't you? Who cares how the story ends? it's the happiness in the middle that makes a story a good one."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-5096936676843447915?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/5096936676843447915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=5096936676843447915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/5096936676843447915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/5096936676843447915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-is-not-fairy-tale.html' title='This is not a Fairy Tale.'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-4330238488519728943</id><published>2011-09-28T13:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T13:11:13.267-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Without stupid people, there would be no way to measure brilliance. without bad experience, there would be no way to appreciate the good times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't forget my past, but I'm not going to hold on to it. I refuse to let what hurt me hold me back from being happy. The past should be left in the past, otherwise it can destroy your future. Live life for what tomorrow has to offer, not for what yesterday has taken away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are a lot of sucky things in the world. things like rent, taxes, jobs, working, commuting, fixing things that break, waking up in the morning, being unable to sleep, favourite tv shows ending, cuts, bruises, broken bones, tears, painful cries, washing dishes, mowing the lawn, mosquitoes, disappointments, regrets, unfulfilled wishes, unrequited love. All of these things suck. But there is so much good in the world! Things like cooking, laughing with friends, eating froot loops, enjoying a drink by the lake, having your shoulders rubbed, enjoying a movie, reading a good book, talking with close friends, CP, sharing your dreams with your family, having kids, spending time with the person you love, first kisses, opening presents on Christmas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some things may suck. But the good things make life more than worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-4330238488519728943?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/4330238488519728943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=4330238488519728943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/4330238488519728943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/4330238488519728943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2011/09/without-stupid-people-there-would-be-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-5331684362645557027</id><published>2011-09-06T10:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T10:04:37.355-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you kidding me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The Imperial System&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Gallon = 4 Quarts = 160 oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Quart = 2 Pints = 40 oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Pint = 2 ½ Cups = 20 oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Cup = 8 Fluid oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Fluid oz = 2 Tablespoons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Tablespoon = 3 Teaspoons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Metric System&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Gallon = 4 Quarts = 128 oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Quart = 2 Pints = 32 oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Pint = 2 Cups = 16 oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Cup = 1 Fluid oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Fluid oz = 2 Tablespoons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Tablespoon = 3 teaspoons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because fuck you, that’s why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why I’m proud to be a Canadian:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1000 millilitre = 1 Litre. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/35810512-5331684362645557027?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/5331684362645557027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=5331684362645557027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/5331684362645557027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/5331684362645557027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2011/09/are-you-kidding-me.html' title='Are you kidding me?'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-7252068014815385955</id><published>2011-04-18T07:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T08:03:11.403-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sears Lost my Buisness</title><content type='html'>So I had assumed that this customer service ordeal had been settled. Sears had agreed to replace my TV, Panasonic told everyone that it wasn't my fault and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; happy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I called Sears back on Saturday to inquire the status of my replacement. (They were supposed to call me back and give me some kind of replacement number.) I first called the head office. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Apparently&lt;/span&gt; someone did try to get into contact with me. But I didn't have any message on my answering machine, so I guess someone isn't doing their job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I called the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ellice&lt;/span&gt; store after that. I was at work at the time, so I called on my break. it was about 1:12 pm. The lady picks up, and I asked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; "Your store is supposed to have contacted me. I want to know about the status of the replacement of my TV." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh, jeez, I was just about to go to lunch, can I call you back?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this isn't the first time that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;contacted&lt;/span&gt; this store. Lets jump back to the other two times I called. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday, April 16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. The day after the TV first broke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hello Sears home department, how I help you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Uh, my TV broke last night, I need to get it replaced."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I need your phone number."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"okay, 123-123-1234!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You buy TV from us right?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yeah"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I no find you. You sure that's the right number?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Uh, yeah, I'm positive."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No. I no find you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Is there any other way of finding my purchase, You can't search for my credit card number, or look for the serial number of the TV I bought on March 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Okay I look."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*silence*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No. I no find you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"so, you can't find me?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You didn't even ask me for my credit card number."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I can't find you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Good day."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*click*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that I called the head office and they had no trouble finding me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I called them again just a little while ago too. This was a day after the head office said that this store would contact me with the replacement details. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hello Sears home, how may I help you.?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hi, your store is supposed to be replacing my TV, and I want to know the status of it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"what's your phone number?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"123-123-1234"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hm, well, I don't have any notes here on your file."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I called head office yesterday, and they said that you would handle this."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Nope, sorry, I have no notes on it. What's wrong with your TV?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I has a big crack in the screen."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh, well, you'll have to call Panasonic and get a person to come down and look at your TV."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I did. he emailed Sears and said that it was all good."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh, well your file has no notes."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Is that all?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"yes."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good day then."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, this Sears on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ellice&lt;/span&gt; has been nothing but unhelpful. I they called me back after the fat bitch cow finished eating her children for lunch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hi!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hi."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Um, I just talked to my manager, and we no longer carry your model of TV. the best we can do is you can bring it in, and select a new model of TV."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh, okay."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"And if it's more than what you paid before, you'll have to pay the difference."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then arguing ensued. But yeah, that's the short of it. I'm taking my TV back on Wednesday, after I'm done work, I'm getting my money back, and I'm buying a TV somewhere else. Fuck Sears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to top it all of, my fucking herpes is flaring up again!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Gwad&lt;/span&gt;! Can't a guy get a break!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-7252068014815385955?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/7252068014815385955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=7252068014815385955' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7252068014815385955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7252068014815385955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2011/04/sears-lost-my-buisness.html' title='Sears Lost my Buisness'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-4336002194861494425</id><published>2011-04-13T15:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T15:08:30.477-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn It!!</title><content type='html'>So in Febuary, I bought a DS to replace the one that I lost. on March 16th, I broke it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On March 25th, I purchased a new TV, because the old one I had was a very old 22 inch CRT. I replaced it with a 42 inch plasma flat panel tv. I loved it! It was big, it was beautiful, and it was perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Movies looked great on it, video games looked even better, and I couldn't be happier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I quickly grew very attached to my Tv, going so far as to scoff at non HDTV's. It was set in my mind that this was a TV that I will have for a very long time. This is going to be my TV for years to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, only 15 days after it's purchase, the unthinkable happened. The TV broke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cracked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for no reason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes. My TV broke. Noone was near it, it was just on, then suddenly... a 6 inch crack shot across the left side of the screen. The tv knew it was the end. it gasped it's final farewells, and it fadded to black. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so that sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I call sears to ask WTF!? and they said they would replace it. The next day I call back to see whats going on with this replacement, and the lady I talked to this time said that they don't do replacements. So I call Panasonic, and they say they have to send someone out to inspect my TV. He comes, says it's not my fault, and emails Panasonic. They call me back later that day and tell me that Sears is handling the replacement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WTF?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really don't get customer service sometimes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-4336002194861494425?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/4336002194861494425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=4336002194861494425' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/4336002194861494425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/4336002194861494425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2011/04/damn-it.html' title='Damn It!!'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-2535435090983211240</id><published>2011-03-17T00:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T01:19:16.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P?</title><content type='html'>Well sonofabitch!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I was JUST about home today, when I went to climb on the little ledge of snow to get into my front door. I climbed onto the snow to avoid the giant murky puddle. However, it was if God said &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Aw hell no! you ain't bypassin that puddle so easily! I made that just for you fool"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Suddenly, it was if I was in a cartoon. The kind where they're on the stairs, and then (un)expectedly, the stairs flatten and it turns into a kickass slide. The only difference being, instead of soft pillows waiting for me at the bottom of my decent, it was a muddy puddle. So my body did what 8 years of martial arts trained it to do! Flail out your arms and panic to try and save yourself! the only problem being, one of my hands was in my pocket. And in my pocket, was my cell phone, and my DS. Both went flying, and instead of falling onto the snow bank, they fell into the puddle. both of them in different spots, and completly submerged. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did however to remain dry... I dodged the puddle. Lucky me right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it was at this point that I had a few options. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Run my hands and feet through this puddle and find my toys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wait for the morning when there would be light (did I forget to mention it was 2am and there was scary people around?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wait for the puddle to dry, and then claim my prizes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As any sane person would do, I dove into the goddamn puddle and I got me my toys back!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, anyone who knows anything about modern technology, is that; electronics, and water, are like Charlie Sheen and sanity. They just aren't in the same room together. ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I did know one little trick I read online a while ago. 'The Rice Bowl'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;basically, what it is, if you drop something, like your phone into a puddle, or any body of water really, all you have to do is pop out the battery ASAP, and then put both into a bowl of rice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I found my phone first. I popped out the battery and put both into my pocket, zipping it shut for safety's sake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then I coulnd't find my DS. My hands were numb, the water was cold. I had shoes on, I couldn't feel with my feet!. So I started kicked the water around. I saw a flash of red. The game in my DS! I scooped it up, and then I realized something... the battery as a screw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went inside, put my phone and its battery into a bowl and filled that bowl to the rim with rice (Probably only needed half as much, but better safe than sorry).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't have a tiny screwdriver, so I used the next best thing. A steak knife. I finnaly got the batter cover off, and pried the battery out. although the DS was too big for the bowl, so I got an even bigger bowl and poured even more rice on that (It may seem like a waste, but rice is like, 5 bucks for a giant ass box. These tiny devices were a hundred bucks each. that's like... Enough rice to feed Phong for a week!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, I tried my phone again, and it still works thankfully. Now the only thing that is yet to be seen, is my DS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if it doesn't work, anyone have a DS they don't want that I'll buy for a very reasonable price?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-2535435090983211240?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/2535435090983211240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=2535435090983211240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/2535435090983211240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/2535435090983211240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2011/03/rip.html' title='R.I.P?'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-4760885808204852203</id><published>2011-01-26T22:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T22:39:51.763-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter-een-mas</title><content type='html'>Winter-een-mas is kind of a bullshit holiday. Take 7 days to play video games (like I'm not going to play my video games anyways) but maybe it could be for those sad sad things that call themselves human (but how can you be sure), who don't play video games on a regular basis like I do. Why they wouldn't, I don't know. There's a certain satisfaction one can only get from jumping on a little brown spade with teeth, or using nothing but a stick to beat back a horde of zombies (some people call that playing, I call it preparing). Regardless, I took this oppertunity to play something other than the games that I've been into lately. like Pokemon Platnium, The Uncharted series and Tales of Legendia. I took this time I had to myself over this 'holiday' and set up the N64 emulator on my Wii. I replaced my Game Boy Advance emulator on my SD card, and quickly downloaded 1 title to get me started. I thought about starting with Mario Party, but I don't want a giant hole in the middle of my hand just yet (and alas, I had noone to play with. A party with one 1 person is just sad. So very, very sad.). I then thought about Mischif Makers, another old classic, but then I was reminded of just one other game that has been on my mind for a while now. It's a very simple game if you think about it. I think that it's title sets it up perfectly. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quest 64&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See? Is that not a perfect title for a game? Now, some of you lesser people who clearly don't understand the simple perfection that name is, would say something along the lines of:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"well, that's a stupid name, why not just call Call of Duty, Shoot. Or call Need for Speed, Drive?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well to you, silly person, I say this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is because this game grabs you by the balls and looks you in the eyes and says "I don't fuck around. I'm a quest, I'm on the 64, you better get used it, bitch"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then it does just that. the game proceeds to make even the most 'seasoned' Call of Duty veteran, it's bitch . The main character has a pimp stick, and the game has no problem smacking you around with it. This game brings back the idea of "Nintendo Hard"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mostly just wanted to write this because it had a funny story with me and my mom today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After I got the game working, during the opening credits, I called my mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hey, mom! If I gave you a million years, and a million guesses, you'd never figure out what I'm doing right now!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"uuuhhhh.... masturbating?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"really? did you really just ask your only son if he's currently masturbating? No, I'm not."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"oh, well that's all my guesses."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'm playing Quest 64!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"EEK!" (I assume that was a scream from the traumatic memories she had from playing this game.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and once the conversation was over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Kay, bye mom!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"bye! love you!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"love you too."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as I was about to lower the phone, I hear yelling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"HE'S PLAYING QUEST 64! THAT LUCKY BAS-click"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh Mother. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-4760885808204852203?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/4760885808204852203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=4760885808204852203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/4760885808204852203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/4760885808204852203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2011/01/winter-een-mas.html' title='Winter-een-mas'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-5120975547903952794</id><published>2011-01-05T23:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T23:40:07.801-06:00</updated><title type='text'>RRC Bound!</title><content type='html'>So yesterday (Tuesday, Jan 4th) Jody wakes me up at the crack of dawn (10:15 am), and tells me that someone was trying to call me on my cell phone. I just deemed it unimportant, because it was interfering with something far more important (my sleep). But Jody insisted (bugged me incessantly), to call the number back and demand an explination as to why they would call so early (seriously, who does that?). So I call the number back and it rings once.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It rang twice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It rang once again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then it rang a fourth time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then it rang a third time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and instead of a fifth and sixth ring, much to my dismay, someone answered (I was disappointed because that meant that it was now longer to get back to my fast fleeing sleeping that I was enjoying so much). And what I heard the lady say was something along the lines of "I'M GONNA EAT YOUR SOUL"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I said "Pardon me?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Red river college, how can I help you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that was something that I wasn't expecting. I thought to my self, &lt;i&gt;"I seem to remember this place she speaks of... I applied there once a long time ago I believe..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however, the words that came out of my mouth weren't so articulate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"guh....buh? uh... who- what did you say?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Red River College, who am I speaking to?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"uh, Alex, I got a call on my phone a little while ago and-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh yes, I just called a few moments ago, you applied to the Culinary arts course right?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"y-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"and we have had 2 cancelations, would you like to start school today?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"buh?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Alex?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'm sorry, what?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"do you want to start college today?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I would love to, but I'm not exactally prepared for it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"so that's a no?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"well, if I say no to this, am I guaranteed for the fall enrollment?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"yep"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"well then I guess I'll start in the fall!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"okay, then you'll recieve you're offical acceptance stuff in the spring! congratulations!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"tha-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;click.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah, I was accepted. sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-5120975547903952794?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/5120975547903952794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=5120975547903952794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/5120975547903952794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/5120975547903952794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2011/01/rrc-bound.html' title='RRC Bound!'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-2926654381108433433</id><published>2011-01-04T11:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T11:17:45.368-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sony's Customer Support</title><content type='html'>I am getting some really conflicting advice from these Sony reps...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So on New Years Eve, I was reading my Ereader like normal, and then I put it back into it's sleeve and on the table so I could watch MythBusters. Once the show was over, I picked it back up again to continue reading, however the touch screen no longer worked. I emailed Sony, and they gave me a bunch of trouble shooting tips. I tried them all, but my ereader remained bricked. So when I got back into Winnipeg, I called the number at the bottom of the email. I went through all of the troubleshooting tips that the email had told me, and suprise! None of them worked. So he was all set to set up a replacement, when he notices I'm in Canada!! the replacement option was only available for residents of the US. So I had to call Sony of Canada, which was a 30 minute wait to even talk to someone. I asked the guy if I could just bring it into a Sony Style store, and they would ship it out, or replace it. He said No, they only handle selling. well fuck. And I need a recipt for the ereader in order for them to do anything. The only problem with that is that it was over a month ago... And it was a gift. So I had to call the Source in Brandon and get the manager to look into his computer, for the recipt for this thing. Which I had to get him to fax it to work. Jody brought it home for me that night. So today, I call the guy, tell him I have the recipt, and he just says.... Bring it to a Sony Style store, and they'll ship it out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously... WTF!?!?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-2926654381108433433?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/2926654381108433433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=2926654381108433433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/2926654381108433433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/2926654381108433433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2011/01/sonys-customer-support.html' title='Sony&apos;s Customer Support'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-6062768619910725596</id><published>2010-10-19T01:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T01:25:03.924-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Paintballin!</title><content type='html'>that's a horrible title... I apologize to all of mankind for that.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Jody, Sean and I go to do a little paintball today... and while we had a little trouble getting started (we had to come back 2 hours later, because they were cleaning), and almost not going (go karts instead (I keep having to resist calling it Mario Karting ...).), we made it to paintball paradise around 3:10pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After signing some waivers without even reading them, and a quick crash course in Paintball safety, and paying 20 bucks for 200 paintballs, we had our coveralls, guns, and face masks, and were ready to have some fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We three slowly moved to oppisite sides of the room, and nervously shouted "ready? uh... Go I guess..." I pulled the pin back on my gun, and shot at Jody first, hitting her in the side of the head, below the ear where the face mask doesn't cover. I shot a few more times, but missed. Then I turned my attention to Sean, and shot him in the side as he poked out from behind cover to shoot at Jody, I pulled my trigger and let the paint fly, to have them slap into his legs and arms, and to hear him shout "OUCH" and jump a little. He got me back though, by hitting me in the hand and making it bleed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the first little bit of shooting and shouting when we each got hit, we stepped back into the cage for a short break. I shot Sean right in the mouth part of the face mask, and made him bleed, I got shot right in the side of the head so my vision was obscured, and Jody sat there, looking no worse for the wear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that, the rest of the time can be deduced by each of our shooting methods. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sean, who would paitenly wait for one of us to poke out heads out and then hit us for all we were worth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, who would, as soon as I see the blue of the cover alls that we were all wearing, would unload shot after shot at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Jody, who would sit behind cover, hoping not to get hit, and to sneak around and shoot me in the ass several times. grr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after a round of free for all, we played a game called Flip. basically, it starts out as a free for all, and then when one person gets hit, they join their team, and we go until everyone is on one team. Jody hit Sean quickly, then I hit him so he joined my team. we both tried to flank Jody, but I came up on her side quicker, and we both saw eachother coming, so from about 8 feet away, we both fire into each other's stomachs (and now we both have some very nice welts.). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jody sat out for a bit, so me and Sean played a best of 3, 1 hit kill round. I won once, he won once, then I won twice. Sean sat out and me and Jody did the same thing to the same score. Although this round, as I tried to run and jump behind cover, Jody hit me twice simultaneously, once in the calf, and then once in the collarbone. I had to lie down for a moment... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that game, we all stood at a small piece of cover in the center of the room, and took 5 steps. I turned and hit Sean quickly, but I was bested my Jody. We then tried 10 steps, and I won that round.  We decided that the loser would buy ice cream once this was all done. We took 10 steps and Jody pegged us both. One last round... as I walked away, I looked back at Sean to make sure he wouldn't cheat... he played fair, however it was Jody we should have been watching. As we counted our steps, she scurried to cover, and to take aim. She won that round too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we played a game of rabbit, where two people would stand on one side of the room, and then the third, would run across. I went first. We were all in position, I shouted go, but didn't run. I was afraid. However, being the Manly man than I am, I ran from my cover, and jumped though the air into the first low cover I could reach. I could hear the Paintballs hit the wall behind me, however, none hit my manly body!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I scurried to the... wait... men don't scurry. I moved silently and quickly along my cover, then dashed forwards to the goal (the other side of the room), As I jumped, better than any Superman I've ever seen in a movie, I was hit twice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sean took his turn, however, he ran the whole way, not pausing for cover. We shot him twice as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, it was almost 4:30, so we shot our ammo out and headed for Wendy's for congratulatory ice cream, moaning and limping, nursing our sore muscles the entire time. My hand was numb, and my left forearm was bleeding. while I watched the other two, I tried to convince myself that I was the best player out there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I doubt it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-6062768619910725596?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/6062768619910725596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=6062768619910725596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/6062768619910725596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/6062768619910725596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/10/paintballin.html' title='Paintballin!'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-8490272342774802976</id><published>2010-09-12T19:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T12:44:47.183-06:00</updated><title type='text'>!@#$ing computer!</title><content type='html'>so, a while back, when my good friend Vernon was visiting me in my small apartment, he... accidently spilled cherry juice onto my laptop, and it never was quite the same after that. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;most problems were small, but there was major problem that stuck with me for over a year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the left control button get's 'stuck'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not stuck now, but the computer seems to think that the left ctrl button is constantly being pushed. and I could not figure out what the hell was the problem. I pulled the key right off, cleaned it, I took out the entire keyboard to make sure everything was fine, and still, the problem persists. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now, try for a second... do ANYTHING while holding the ctrl button down. don't let it go for any reason. that's what I had to deal with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so in the beginning of this year, I had to format my computer. Thinking that it was software problem, I was pretty sure that the keyboard would fix itself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;problem persists. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the only way I could get it 'unstuck' would be to open up the on screen keyboard, and exit it off. for some reason, it worked. for a little while. sometimes, it would be good for days, other times, two key strokes later, the ctrl button is 'stuck' again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(a side note, I have two power cords for my laptop. one chages the battery, the other, only provides AC power. no charging.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when I charge my laptop, the ctrl button gets 'stuck' like crazy! mean while, with the ac only cord, it's pretty rare. and when I'm using the power outlet in my living room, it doesn't get 'stuck' ever. So everything was good for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then... last week, suddenly, the ctrl button has almost been CONSTANTLY 'stuck'. so I've been pretty upset, trying to fix it. then suddenly it dawned on me. JUST DISABLE THE FUCKING KEY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it worked. simple huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/35810512-8490272342774802976?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/8490272342774802976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=8490272342774802976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/8490272342774802976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/8490272342774802976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/09/ing-computer.html' title='!@#$ing computer!'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-6563270970363761795</id><published>2010-09-09T12:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T12:49:38.239-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Comic meets Movie, Movie, Meets Game, Comic calls Game a Whore</title><content type='html'>There's two series I would like to talk about&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first is Wanted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIS IS HOW NOT TO ADAPT A COMIC BOOK INTO A MOVIE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I read Wanted (by Mark Millar, also created Kick-Ass) and it was fucked up, but I really liked it. Can't say too much about it, but it was quite good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then I watched Wanted, and I hated it. It was so bad, I kinda want to snap the disc (but I borrowed the movie, so I can't) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I played Wanted: Weapons of Fate, and I liked it. yeah, weird. It was a little short, but good none the less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the second series is Scott Pilgrim. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This one is more Game meets Comic, Comic Meets Movie, Movie Meets Game, and now everyone is inbred. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved all three mediums that this series is portrayed though. seriously, It's all amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-6563270970363761795?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/6563270970363761795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=6563270970363761795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/6563270970363761795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/6563270970363761795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/09/comic-meets-movie-movie-meets-game.html' title='Comic meets Movie, Movie, Meets Game, Comic calls Game a Whore'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-2858946728245981083</id><published>2010-09-09T01:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T01:23:16.981-06:00</updated><title type='text'>180 Posts later, And noone is reading my Blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today, for the first time in 7 days, I had a day off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and for the first time in over 2 months, I ordered Pizza. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a good day! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-2858946728245981083?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/2858946728245981083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=2858946728245981083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/2858946728245981083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/2858946728245981083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/09/180-posts-later-and-noone-is-reading-my.html' title='180 Posts later, And noone is reading my Blog.'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-5925431834990254153</id><published>2010-09-08T18:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T18:33:27.429-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kingdom Hearts</title><content type='html'>I've always wanted to be a fan of the Kingdom Hearts series. I've always wanted to LOVE this series, and I just could never bring myself to finish the first game!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, kind of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I played about 12 hours into the first one, when my cousin erased it. I could never get back into it after that, I have no idea why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every time something for kingdom hearts comes out though, I love it. I always watch all the trailers and all the reviews for everything kingdom hearts related, but... I've never beaten (or played) the games. Some day though, I'll get back into it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, correction. I beat and loved Chain of Memories... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-5925431834990254153?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/5925431834990254153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=5925431834990254153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/5925431834990254153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/5925431834990254153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/09/kingdom-hearts.html' title='Kingdom Hearts'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-8420986673262407957</id><published>2010-09-04T14:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T14:22:33.726-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Inception</title><content type='html'>I don't know why everyone keeps saying that Inception was a hard story to follow, it really wasn't. Just a very convoluted one. The writing and effects of the film still have me in awe though. &lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had wanted to go out to watch Dinner for Schmucks with Jody, because it was a very very funny movie, however, it was no longer at Silver City, so we decided on Inception. (a better choice than You Suck I think)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and on a side note, Fuck Duke Nukem Forever! I mean, come on!!! this is the last 13 years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here it is boys and girls, Duke Nukem Forever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oooh, slight delay, no problem, here's some cool screenshots though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oops, another delay, but we'll keep you updated!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry, we had to start over! The compant monkey threw shit at the program and fried the whole thing! shouldn't take long to rebuld it though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, another delay, but here's a updated screenshot, look how nice it looks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey, check out these features that'll be in this game (if it ever comes out!) Are you getting excited yet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoops, another delay, sorry kids, but we'll be back up and running in no time flat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(last year) Oh shit, we're bankrupt. Duke Nukem Forever will never happen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(today) JUST KIDDING! HAHA, I BET WE BROKE YOUR HEARTS DIDN'T WE? 12 YEARS OF HYPE AND THEN WE TAKE IT AWAY FROM YOU, ONLY TO GIVE IT BACK DON'T YOU WANT TO PLAY IT EVEN MORE??!??!??!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(me) fuck you. I'm not even going to steal this game. fuck you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-8420986673262407957?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/8420986673262407957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=8420986673262407957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/8420986673262407957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/8420986673262407957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/09/inception.html' title='Inception'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-8402275331503596290</id><published>2010-08-29T02:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T03:24:18.283-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet the Spartans</title><content type='html'>I recently watched Meet the Spartans on Dereck's recommendation. And... I think it would be much better if I wasn't such a fan of the movie. I thought the movie was amazing, and  loved it however this movie just takes the movie 300 and throw in as much pop culture references as possible. Of course, I enjoyed the original scary movie. But as they adventured into  scary movie 2, 3, 4, Date Movie, and Epic Movie, I began to hate them more and more. This film only further cements my deep dislike for these movies.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I almost think that having a Genre aware character would make the movie funnier. just someone who can look around and call bullshit on EVERYTHING THAT GOES ON IN THIS MOVIE. Everything about this film is bad though. The characters are utter shitball actors. The 'hot' chick looks like she had several botched plastic surgeries, the costumes are horrible, the scenes where the Spartans should work together are poorly rehearsed,  the jokes are more about the pop culture references then about making people laugh. and they constantly use and  reuse gross-out tactics to pull out a reaction from the audience. It also kind of seems like they couldn't hire enough actors to do the jobs. like, how there are only 12 people in the army of 300, and the Persian army consists of 21 guys. (I counted)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really seems like a cheap commercial with several 'endorsements' like Gatorade, Dentyne Ice, and Budweiser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where the hell did ghost rider come from? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;instead of using names, they call people son-ieo, or traitor-io.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"wait, Traitor-io was a traitor?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"duh!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the final climatic battle is perfectly narrated though, "what a bunch of dumbshits"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they even use the 'leave Brittany alone' clip from youtube. pathetically, they can't even make their own jokes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I could throw this film into to the pit of death. and the people who think it's funny, and endorse these sort of films. I'm looking at you Dereck!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-8402275331503596290?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/8402275331503596290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=8402275331503596290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/8402275331503596290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/8402275331503596290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/08/meet-spartans.html' title='Meet the Spartans'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-3928038575510007116</id><published>2010-08-16T02:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T02:32:51.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Misfits</title><content type='html'>If you had a ironic power, what would it be?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like a boy who feels like he's ignored, and noone cares can turn invisible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or a girl who cares about what people think about her can hear everyone's thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about an Olympic runner being able to control time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or a girl who want's to be the center of attention, practically emits a love potion to everyone she touches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or a guy who wants to have a power, only to be simply immortal?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was from a British show called Misfits. It's only 6 episodes long, but it's a very good show. quite funny too. I suggest you go check it out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like... now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-3928038575510007116?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/3928038575510007116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=3928038575510007116' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/3928038575510007116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/3928038575510007116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/08/misfits.html' title='Misfits'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-6246610965017015410</id><published>2010-08-14T01:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T01:26:41.762-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth</title><content type='html'>Today, I sat thinking to myself.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'm young and it's Friday night. Why aren't I out at a bar or enjoying my youth?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then I remembered. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh yeah, I'm a nerd."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I put in Baccano! and began watching. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-6246610965017015410?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/6246610965017015410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=6246610965017015410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/6246610965017015410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/6246610965017015410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/08/youth.html' title='Youth'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-280811414017660386</id><published>2010-08-12T01:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T02:05:39.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Something worth buying twice</title><content type='html'>Durarara!! Is yet another anime basied off of a light novel that has made it's way onto my TV screen, and into my heart. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unlike the 'weird' anime that I've been loving recently as one of my friends has so eloquently put it (I mean, Nerima Daikon Brothers wasn't that bad!) 'Weird anime' as he would put it probably refers to some of the anime such as the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j4Dt9-YAi1k"&gt;Nerima Daikon Brothers&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G7-3rHDpk7o"&gt;Baka to Test&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eaZcAKoMHrI"&gt;Higurashi&lt;/a&gt;. And I'll admit, while they can be a little strange, they are all unique, and very well done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These anime that are based off of light novels include Welcome to the NHK, Durarara, Higurashi, among many others. And it's a small observation that I've made that these anime turn out to be REALLY EFFIN GOOD!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what it is, but they are usually amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, about Durarara, it is a series I would consider buying the original japaneese release, then purchase a second copy of the English version (perhaps because I'm a major Kari Wahlgren fan). I'll write more about it once I'm done watching the whole thing, but I can say right now, shit's about to go down! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a slightly related note, I read something on FML that made me thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the original FML went something along the lines of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Today, I was rushed to the hospital because I was crying and couldn't breath. the reason? My favorite anime character just died. fml."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then, almost by accident I began reading some of the comments on this particular FML. Usually, I stay far away from comments in general, especially on sites like Youtube, FML and the Winnipeg Free Press. Mostly because it seems like people try to be rude and ignorant just to jerk a response out of people. &gt;.&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, as most people would imagine, most comments were teasing this person, telling them to grow up, yada yada yada. but then I got thinking about emotions, and forms of media in general.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 movies in particular, Titanic, and The Notebook. Many adults who watched either of these were leaking tears by the end. (females mostly.) And that's perfectly okay, but what's the difference between this, and anime? A person can cry when Jack freezes his balls off, but when Shizu falls in battle to protect his homeland, it's 'not sociably acceptable', because it's a 'cartoon'?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my point here is that Anime can be much more emotional compared to a movie for 1 small reason. the length of time you have to get to know a character. know their motivation, know their desires, their secrets, their weaknesses, and their lives. In a film, (Titanic was 194 minutes, The Notebook was 124 minutes) you have 3 hours tops to know these characters. and in the end, they die, and you cry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for a anime, even just 1 season is 12 episodes. many anime go beyond that. and  12 episodes of anime is 264 minutes. That's 4 hours. Add a second season and suddenly it becomes 8 hours. There are even longer anime, such as Dragon Ball (508 episodes 11176 minutes 186 hours of anime (although that's all seasons and series).), Naruto (220 episodes, 4840 minutes, 80 hours of anime), Bleach(282 Episodes, 6204 minutes, 103 hours of anime),  or One Piece (459 episodes, 10,098 minutes, 168 hours of anime.). That is a LONG time to like a character. or in the event that you have a favorite character, you love them. you spend 80 hours of your life watching this show, loving this character and then suddenly he dies. I think she was legitimate in her despair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's just what I think anyways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(also, Naruto, Bleach, and One Piece are all still ongoing, adding 30 minutes a week to each of their respective shows.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/35810512-280811414017660386?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/280811414017660386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=280811414017660386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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while trying to call my girlfriend. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Dueling Legacy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-T'sungs Blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Dueling Legacy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Ancient Byzantine Wisdom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Dueling Legacy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Dueling Legacy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Deathmarked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Dueling Legacy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-MTG Realm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously, that's how it went. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and beyond the fact that dueling legacy came up 5 times in 9 'random' attempts, every one of these was either a Magic: the Gathering, or a Yu-Gi-Oh TCG blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did someone mess with my random settings?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-8118393820440194782?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' 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article today, and I cannot help but thing that it is written by some teenage douchbag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://beatcrave.com/2009-07-02/digital-music-piracy/"&gt;http://beatcrave.com/2009-07-02/digital-music-piracy/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. It's not that expensive to just pay for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; The author then goes on to say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"If the average cost of an album is set at $15, then buying just three such albums a month could mean spending over $500 yearly on music. In more severe cases, that money can make the difference between sleeping in a bed and sleeping on someone’s couch. It is in this writer’s humble opinion that, if you fall into this demographic – you are totally justified in listening to music you did not pay to listen to"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So not being able to afford something makes it perfectly okay to steal. I wonder if he would say the same thing if I stole his Ipod or his laptop because I couldn't afford to buy a new one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIS IS NOT HOW THE WORLD WORKS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want something here in the life, you are supposed to pay for it. If you are not financially able to pay for something, and you do it anyways, then you are supposed to live with the consequences. there is no justification in stealing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Piracy costs jobs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he then decides that the data that the RIAA has put out is unbelievable. Because apparently when data that says what you are doing is wrong, then the data itself must be wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...okay then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. The RIAA will 'get better' if piracy stops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"if not for piracy, the RIAA would have no discussions of lowering the price of music, and no reason at all to start treating artists better. They would hold all the cards in a world without piracy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what? do you need toilet paper to wipe your chin from all the bullshit you're spewing? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. It's so much easier to use a payservice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is just the writer saying that everyone knows how to pirate music. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whatever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Pirated Music is lower quality&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pirated music isn't lower quality. it's about the same quality as if you had to buy it. okay, what's your point? All this says... is that you steal good stuff... not bad stuff,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Are we even on the same topic anymore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apparently pirated music library's are messy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my library is properly labeled, and every album has a cover art. very organized.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. You don't support bands by pirating their music. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, he has a good arguement for this one, I'll give him that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. It's against the law&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"So was the Boston Tea Party. So are the protests in Iran. Many things are illegal, that doesn’t make them wrong or even immoral"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laws are in place to protect the people. Just because you don't feel that stealing music is wrong, I bet the people who you are stealing from would disagree. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Either way, my entire point to this article is that this guy is an asshole. As are the MAJORITY of pirates. All these 'agruements'  are overshadowed by the fact that you are STEALING!! why is stealing someone's music so different from stealing someones purse, or their car, or their cat!? I dislike pirates in general, and any bullshit arguements that they may have, fall onto a story I heard a while ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These group of people put together this video game collection of about 6 games. they were good games too! if you bought them all seperatly, it would cost about 70 dollars. they let you pay WHATEVER  you wanted, and you can have all 6 games forever.  oh, and all the money you used to buy the game goes to charity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30% of people stole it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they stole from charity, they could've paid a penny, and bought it, but no, that was too expensive? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot of arguements were from " they only accept paypal, and I don't have paypal" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO WHAT?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"if you walked into Best Buy, grabbed a 52" TV, and said, 'oh, you don't take doubloons? oh well, I want to pay, but you aren't letting me, so I'll just take the TV with me. Hey, I wanted to pay, so it's your fault you don't accept my currency.'"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;although the entire time I'm writing this article, I'm stealing movies and music, so this makes me the biggest hypocrite ever. Although I don't try to hide behind bullshit arguements, I KNOW that this is wrong, and I don't try to deny it. like I said... hypocrite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-8520484852117419350?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/8520484852117419350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=8520484852117419350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/8520484852117419350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/8520484852117419350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-biggest-hypocrite-in-world.html' title='I&apos;m the biggest hypocrite in the world'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-228387625636211822</id><published>2010-07-26T01:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T01:40:19.254-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Suspension of Disbelief</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is something I don't understand. maybe some of the people saying that gamers are becoming desentized to violence is a little bit true.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know the differece between reality, and entertainment media, however, that doesn't stop me from having feelings for the fictional characters in whatever media I'm currenty enjoying, print or electronic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was reading an article today about Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 and how the shocking story plot twists became old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the first game, the intro was, the POV was being driving though the streets of some random middle eastern setting. you see violence, murder and hear about more bad things going on. you are a prisoner. at the end of the car ride, you are yanked out, and tied to a post where the main antagnoist then shoots you between the eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xqNPeL16HcQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xqNPeL16HcQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;about midway though the game, you detour your own escape to save a downed helicopter pilot, who fell behind enemy lines, (Black Hawk Down style). Regardless, you save the pilot, make it back to your own helicopter, and begin to make your escape! All is well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then a freaking nuke is detonated, and you die. I thought it was pretty epic, as your POV goes down in a spinning aircraft, and you regain consciousness only long enough to see the nucler fallout, then the POV character dies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rhePLgfJoBQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rhePLgfJoBQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the second game, there's more of this. in the third or fourth level, you play the "No Russian" stage where your POV character is walking though Zakhaev International Airport in Moscow, as a undercover FBI agent. you murder. you murder innocent civilans in cold blood. At the end of the level, you fight past SWAT teams,and just as you are about to leave the scene, the person you were supposed to be getting info on, somehow knows that you are a undercover American, and kills you. this ends up, making the massacre look like it was done by americans, and provokes russia to invade the USA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8NMnnMRWJ-0&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8NMnnMRWJ-0&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later, your POV character and the commander separate for a joint mission.  a POV character that you've been playing as for the majority of the game goes to infiltrate a safe house to secure evidence of the terrorist attack in Moscow, clearing the american name (or something, I don't really remember). It turns out to be a trap, but you get the data and escape to a nearby helicopter where General Shepherd (the man giving you orders for the whole game) is waiting to rescue you. as you approach, a bomb goes off, and you black out. The only remaining teammate then drags you though the forest, and towards the helicopter, while evading enemy fire. You stand as Sheperd approaches you and asks:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Did you get the files?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"We got it, sir!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"good, that's one less loose end"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BAM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sheperd shoots you in the stomach, then point blank shoots your partner who just saved your life in the head. While the POV character is still alive, you are dragged away, while you hear your commander shouting that Sheperd betrayed you, and to not trust him (a little late.). You then see Sheperd drench you and your teammate in gas, and light you ablaze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=epbpiuumwnM&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded#!"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=epbpiuumwnM&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded#!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot of death of the POV characters, and many people claim that the constant killing of the player character loses it's effect, and makes Infinity Ward look bad because they can't come up with any better plot twists than simply killing the POV character.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps it's just me, but when I play games, or read books, I get REALLY into it. and almost every one of these deaths shocked me. I thought the game did a very good job at showing war is hell. others argue, that the entire game itself glorifies war, and the cutscenes are out of place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;regardless, while this game is the most popular online multiplayer game, it's a shame that a lot of people have either not played the single player mode AT ALL, or don't understand/don't care. I wonder if it's because they are unwilling to suspend their disbelief as I do, or if they can't empthize with what's going on. all they see is the objective, and will do whatever is necessary to complete that said objective. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe it's me who takes it too seriously. But this way, I feel like I enjoy games and books and movies more than the average person. That's just something that I like to believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/35810512-228387625636211822?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/228387625636211822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=228387625636211822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/228387625636211822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/228387625636211822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/07/suspension-of-disbelief.html' title='Suspension of Disbelief'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-1700744341374084209</id><published>2010-07-25T02:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T23:59:05.041-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I should stop Blogging at 4 am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, Mike drives me home, and parks. then he gets out of the car, and he begins to talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mike: Oh yeah, by the way, I'm coming over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alex: What if I said I had three hot chicks waiting for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mike: Yeah right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alex: And what if they're like "come to bed Alex, we're lonely!" what would you say then?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mike: I'm Alex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and... I couldn't say anything to that. lol. I think that it was quite literally, the best possible answer ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also made a very good analogy today. It was between Moxies and McDonalds, and Private and Public healthcare. Can you figure it out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-1700744341374084209?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/1700744341374084209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=1700744341374084209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/1700744341374084209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/1700744341374084209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-mike-drives-me-home-and-parks.html' title='I should stop Blogging at 4 am.'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-92577033472716678</id><published>2010-07-22T19:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T19:27:43.028-06:00</updated><title type='text'>well that was creepy</title><content type='html'>So I'm on the bus, on my way home from work... all sweaty and greasy. The bus is kinda full, but there are a few empty seats around me. these 3 girls walk on, all of them don't look a day older than 16, and they smell like all the bad things of gin, vodka, and rum combined. The youngest of the girl can barely stand, she has to be supported by her friend. The third girl comes near the back where I'm sitting, and she's laughing and giggling to her friend. &lt;div&gt;"Go! go!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"fuck... no!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"hurry up! what if he gets off soon?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"okay, fuck, okay"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then she slowly stumbles towards the seat beside mine, and collapses into it. She sits there for a moment, rocking back and forth, when she turns to me, opens her mouth and says "hey."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I almost passed out from getting drunk of the fumes leaking from this girls face. I bite my lip, turn my nose away from her mouth, and say "...hey" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she sits there for a couple of seconds, before looking at me again, saying "what's up?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oh... nothing... just, going home."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"oh, cool. cool."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;minutes of awkward silence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"how old do you think I am?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;minutes of awkward silence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"hey"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"yeah?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"how old do you think I am?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"uh, I guess you look about 16?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"AHHAHHAHAH! NO WAY MAN! I'm totally 19 years old!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is where I start wishing I could jump out the bus window.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"really?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"yeah man, I turn 20 soon to! haha"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"hmm."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"you're funny!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then she proceeds to put her greasy, wet, smelly head on my shoulder. As soon as that happens, I almost flatten myself against the bus wall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"what the heck?!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"what? I'm just a little tired!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"you can't just do that to strangers!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'm Kylie, we're not strangers anymore!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"oh, look. It's my stop."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gotta buy a car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/35810512-92577033472716678?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/92577033472716678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=92577033472716678' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/92577033472716678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/92577033472716678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-that-was-creepy.html' title='well that was creepy'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-251234297144624858</id><published>2010-07-20T13:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T14:18:23.551-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>Well my summer has started, and I know this becuase I just finished 3 seperate anime. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, no kidding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the first of which is called Gantz, which had 26 episodes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the second is called the Nerima Daikon Brothers, which had 12 episodes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the third is called Baka to Test which had 13 episodes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;each episode is 22 minutes long, so in the last 7 days I've watched 1,122 minutes of anime, which is 18.7 hours. That also doesn't include all the time I spent at Ai-kon, or the time I spent playing with video editing software, or eating, or spending time with my sisters, or playing (and beating) Rock Band GreenDay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's what I call a good vacation week! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gantz is a strange anime. For those who have watched Akira, and was disgusted by the blob monster near the end, should stay far away from this one. Also, this series has been described as "If you haven't seen a naked female in at least 5 chapers, then you're reading the wrong series."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, there's lots of boobs. although the sex scenes are quite modest, which I find a little strange&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story starts off as 2 highschool students try to rescue a homeless man who fell onto the subway tracks. They manage to save him, but they die in the process. They then wind up in a small apartment in Tokyo. There are several people around them, and a strange black ball in the middle of the room. eventually, the ball begins to play a radio song, and opens up to give guns and black body suits. the ball also has some green writing, saying "please kill this guy.". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The anime itself is very gory, and I would advise you to not get attached to ANY of the characters unless you like the feeling of your heart smashing into pieces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, the ending made both me and my little sister shout out swears and other profanities at the T.V.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Nerima Daikon Brothers, I watched in English, which made me quite happy. The main voice actor, also played Kyouke from Beck (who I saw at Ai-kon this year). This anime is quite random, and the characters are always coming withing sneezing distace of striking it rich and having their dreams come true, however, one way or another, it's always snatched away. This anime made me laugh out loud, but I wouldn't recommend it to someone who dislikes awkward scenarios (like a man being groped by another man under the table) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should also mention that they smash the 4th wall quite frequently, and it is a musical. Although hilarious, some people might find it a bit too weird for their tastes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baka to Test is about a school that gives the students the ability to summon avatars and battle it out against each other, where their avatars battle strength depend upon the students test scores. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The highest Ranked students in the acadamy are in class A, which has every luxury you can think of. Big recliner seats, giant monitors for watching films, and free snacks. As you go down in test scores, you fall though classes B,C,D,E, and F. with F having cardboard boxes for desks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This anime is very funny, it even had me laughing out loud, while I was sitting alone in my apartment (which I rarely ever do). The characters are mostly quite memorible, and the scenarios and reactions to each other are usually to bizarre for me to not laugh at. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now, I only have to beat FF13, and whatever games Game Access sends me, as well as Tales of Symphonia, and it's sequel, as well as .hack//G.U. vol 1 and 2, as well as Blue Dragon, The Darkness, Stranglehold, and Riddick. not to mention watch Neon Genesis Evangelion, Samurai Jack, Baccano!, When they Cry, Bamboo Blade, K-on, Dragon Drive, Excel Saga, Kaze no Stigma, Love Hina, Magical Index, Barara, and Trigun. I also need to read the Ender series by Orson Scott Card, The Ember Series by Jeanne DuPrau, and the Firekeeper series by Jane Lindskold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Jody returns from Brochet, I'll also need to read the Dragonvarld series. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Curse you Mike and Ai-kon for giving me so much to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-251234297144624858?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/251234297144624858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=251234297144624858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/251234297144624858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/251234297144624858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-995678042210037555</id><published>2010-07-19T15:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T15:32:53.165-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza Toast</title><content type='html'>so today, after not playing Rock Band or Guitar Hero in over a year, I learned that my hand can't handle long play sessions anymore. little bursts of 4 songs are okay, but anything after that my hand begins to burn and I can't take it anymore. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learned this playing Rock Band: Green Day. It's more of a fan service than anything. 44 greenday songs for the full price of a game is a little steep. and there's nothing else besides Green Day too. So if you don't like the band, you will hate this game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and pizza toast is the best fucking thing EVER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/35810512-995678042210037555?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/995678042210037555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=995678042210037555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/995678042210037555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/995678042210037555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/07/pizza-toast.html' title='Pizza Toast'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-8590263130828725213</id><published>2010-06-02T15:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T15:28:01.504-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/TAbMOLH0OSI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/lJ8P-1R9P_E/s1600/happy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/TAbMOLH0OSI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/lJ8P-1R9P_E/s200/happy.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478290540618594594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we play video games? I think of games like Super Mario Galaxy or Wii Sports, or Fusion Frenzy; games ment to be played with friends, and I can say "Yes, this game is fun!" when when it comes around to some of the 'hardcore' games like Dragon Age, or Mass Effect... I wouldn't call it fun in the "OMG I'M HAVING SO MUCH FUN HAHAHAHAHAHA" like the picture there, however, I cannot deny that they are good games. while they aren't fun in the same sense of the words, I'm still deriving enjoyment from this experience. So why would I play a video game that isn't fun? I mean, the point of video games is to have fun, unwind from the stress of work, and have a good time. But if the game isn't fun, why would I play it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-8590263130828725213?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/8590263130828725213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=8590263130828725213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/8590263130828725213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/8590263130828725213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/06/fun.html' title='Fun?'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/TAbMOLH0OSI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/lJ8P-1R9P_E/s72-c/happy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-1410359652393265199</id><published>2010-05-27T03:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T03:44:46.405-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fan?</title><content type='html'>I'm a fan of tiny decisions that propel plots forward. Seemingly meaningless decisions that cause the entire plot to happen. The 'last moment possible' where the plot could pull back, and then the entire world would go in a different direction. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's take the movie Stranger than Fiction for example. There are lots of decisions that create the plot. like Ana's decision to only pay 78% of her taxes, or the decision that Harold made to become a IRS tax auditor. But the moment I'm talking about is when Harold is standing in the file room with his friend from work, and two audits are handed to them. One is a baker (Ana) and the other, who knows what. But the friend decides that Harold should take the baker. And without that decision, the plot would never had happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's such a small decision, that I bet neither of them would remember it while looking back after the fact. It may not be as big a decision, or plot development as Harold hearing the narrative in his head, but it's still my favourite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why am I blogging at 4:45 am?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-1410359652393265199?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/1410359652393265199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=1410359652393265199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/1410359652393265199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/1410359652393265199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/05/fan.html' title='Fan?'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-8032230370011127119</id><published>2010-05-18T00:40:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T00:57:52.595-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An itch to write?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;More often than not, when I'm awake in the dead of the night... like, 3,4,5 am, i have an itch to write something. although I rarely do it, because I'm on my laptop in bed and the sound of the clicking keys would probably make Jody punch me in the face, my long lost desire to write goes unfufilled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I hope that this changes sometime in the near future, preferably right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;nope. nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;of course not. when I can type, i dont wanna, but when I can't, my fingers just wanna go crazy! oh well. tis the life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was thinking about this article today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://meodia.com/article/201/the-10-videogame-characters-we-want-to-back-us-in-a-bad-fight/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;http://meodia.com/article/201/the-10-videogame-characters-we-want-to-back-us-in-a-bad-fight/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I personally think that this author has no real idea of what he's talking about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I would love to hear what everyone's opinions are, on who you would want to help you out in a fight, but here's what I think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;First off, I would want to have someone I can stand BEHIND! as many of you know, i like to get punched in the face, and run away. it's just what I do. so, my first comrade in battle would be someone along the lines of The Thing! or perhaps just a Golem. either way, whoever has a hate on me is gonna end up punching a rock. and that's my favorite thing for my enemies to punch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;after that it would be nice to make sure that noone tries anything with me. so I can kick back and let Brock Samson do the talking for me. with a knife. a knife that would stab Crocodile Dundee before he can even say "That's not a- HURK!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;it would also be sublime if I had someone to help me make a quick escape. I think Batman and his Batmobile would get me out of harms way just fine. (also, I just really want to ride in a batmobile) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;in the unlikely case that something goes wrong, I would then like to call on my personal friend, Hiro Nakamura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. (and anyone who keeps up with Heroes, please don't go telling me that "oh, he cant use his powers anymore!" or I'll have to introduce you to my next friend) Hiro would be able to see what goes wrong, go back in time, and prevent it from happening. because he's just that awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;after that, I WOULD then like to call upon the God of Death: Ryuk, but unfortunately, he doesn't do anything for mere mortals like myself, so then I would ask the Flame Alchemist, Roy Mustang for assistance. By creating bombs out of thin air, he would come in handy for Crowd Control. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 19px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so that's just 5 Characters from various mediums that I would like to help me in a fight. i could probably go on, but that would just be overkill. I wanna see what you people think though, I'm looking at you Sean!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-8032230370011127119?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/8032230370011127119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=8032230370011127119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/8032230370011127119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/8032230370011127119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/05/itch-to-write.html' title='An itch to write?'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-7805686026298556816</id><published>2010-05-03T11:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T12:00:41.041-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Fantasy Tactics War of the Lions</title><content type='html'>According to Gameaccess.ca, I've had Final Fantasy Tactics War of the Lions since April 13th, and I'm only just getting around to it now! I've only played the first few missions...but I've already game over'd twice. which does not bode well with me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a huge fan of the other tactics games, for the Gameboy Advance, and the DS, so I thought I would love this game, and be quite good at it at the same time. War of the Lions is a port of the PlayStation's Final Fantasy Tactics back from 1997. The game does have a lot of similarities to the other FF Tactics games that I've played, but also, a lot of differences. for example, the only race are the Humes (humans). in the other games they have Nu Mu's (magical doggie looking things) Veria (bunny ladies) and Bannga (giant lizard warriors) to name a few. also, this game takes a page from Fire Emblem. In the other games, when a character was KO'd, they would just lay there, waiting to be revived, or for the battle to end. but in this game, when a character is KO'd, they get a 3 round timer above their sprite. once the timer counts down to 0, they fade away, leaving behind a crystal or a chest. the crystals can allow a character to have their HP/MP restored, or learn a random ability instantly. on the downside, if that character was on your team, they are gone FOREVER!! so all time you spent training and raising that character has been wasted!!!!! And in the Fire Emblem series, I'm kind of crazy when it comes to my characters... I have to get all the characters, and they all have to be alive at the end of the game... I will not allow anyone to die!!!! even if I spend 30 minutes on one level just to have a character die right at the very end. I restart the level! I have to! Would you let your comrades die?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait for the next Fire Emblem game! :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-7805686026298556816?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/7805686026298556816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=7805686026298556816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7805686026298556816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7805686026298556816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/05/final-fantasy-tactics-war-of-lions.html' title='Final Fantasy Tactics War of the Lions'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-7457529419729438905</id><published>2010-04-23T00:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T00:24:19.377-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Fantasy</title><content type='html'>BEYOND THE NAME!! it's a great series, and yes, i know it's ironic to name a series final fantasy. but here is why, to the best of my knowledge.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IN THE BEGINNING, there was a small video game company who couldn't really decide on a name for themselves. (they were first Square, then Square Ltd., CO, then Square Soft, then Square Enix. apparently they hate circles)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, Square (as it was called then) was failing. a few good games, yeah, but nothing noteworthy. they were about to go bankrupt. and when a video game company goes bankrupt, God kills a baby or something along those lines. anyways, as one last final hurrah, they spawned a video game called Final Fantasy, because it was ment to be the last game Square made. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BAM! instant classic. and what do you do when you have an instant classic?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats right! you milk it for all it's worth and make a sequel! however, the developers never intended for the game to have a sequel, so when they did instead is produce a bunch of games under the title Final Fantasy, and have re-occuring elements. like the spells and monsters and such. so, in essence, they created the Final Fantasy Universe. and since then, it's been a major classic, and I think about 30 games are in the series, on every console I can think of, including the iPhone. yes, that's right. the iPhone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Either way, the reason I'm bringing this up now, is because Final Fantasy has taken over my life. (from here on out, I'm referring to Final Fantasy as FF) At this moment in time, i'm playing FF XIII (13) on the Xbox 360, which is a massive game. Very linear, but still, I'm really enjoying myself. much better than that stupid FF XII (12) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the same time, on my PSP, I'm playing FF Tactics: War of the Lions. it's part of the Ivalice Alliance subseries within the Final Fantasy Universe. Ivalice is the world that FF XII (12) took place in, and since, has about 4 or 5 games in that series. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, again on my PSP because Game Access was too fast, I'm playing FF Dissida, which is a fighting game, in which several of the main protagonists and antagonists come together to fight each other for my amusement.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried to play FF Chocobo Dungeon, but the game was horrible! bad voice acting, and horrible graphics, let alone uninspired game play and stupid story ideas! perhaps if I wasn't playing FF XIII (13) at the same time, the game wouldn't have been so overshadowed... but that's life huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also, I'm watching the entire 52 episodes of Full Metal Alchemist with Jody, I just finished Pokemon HeartGold (54 hours!! before I got bored!) and I'm still ticking away at .Hack.//G.U.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;never mind work or anything, my plate's full right now!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-7457529419729438905?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/7457529419729438905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=7457529419729438905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7457529419729438905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7457529419729438905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/04/final-fantasy.html' title='Final Fantasy'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-7908315909633917929</id><published>2010-04-03T21:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T22:02:46.874-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck I'm drunk!</title><content type='html'>People always say never blog drunk, or never facebook drunk, never  text drunk, never drive drunk, but where's the fucking fun in that?? when people take part in activities that get posted to hundreds of people, while drunk, everything gets much funnier!! muhaha. I think so anyways. I'm blogging right now because I can't stand up to go use the washroom or i might end up peeing into a wall! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shouldn't be saying things like this...My grandpa is on facebook too! haha. Hi Grandpa! happy easter! lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, Today was a pretty great day, Jody's Birthday, so everyone on facebook said so, but like always, noone picked up a fucking phone to say it! It's a little sad, the way the world  is today, we facebook eachother, and the phones are no longer important. except to Text. haha. My keyboard keeps fucking up, I wonder if I would beable to buy a brand new laptop... just something simple... prebuilt thing, I don't do anything on my computer that warrents any extra power. internet, games from the year 2000, and typing. that's about it. I have a few hardware issues that I can't really resolve. SO today me and Jody walked down Corydon Ave. in search of someplace to eat, we found a diner, that ended up being pretty good! someone pulled the old school trick of untwisting the pepper cap, so Jody poured pepper all over her poutine!! she looked so angry, I didn't want to laugh, but  I endedup laughing anyways! haha. after that we went to portage, where I bought her flowers very sneakily! haha! almost Ninja like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we went to St. Vital... holy shit that place has the worlds worst parkers. there were cars on both sides of the fire lanes, in the areas where it says "NO FUCKING PARKING" and the little zones with the lines on the ends of the parking area. we walked around, but didn't buy anything, and HOLY SHIT! St. Vital has a Game Stop! WTF????? Game Stop is the american EB games... why is it in winnipeg? fuck if I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then Phong came over, and later, Subhan joined us. we drank, and now I'm drunk. funny how that works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-7908315909633917929?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/7908315909633917929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=7908315909633917929' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7908315909633917929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7908315909633917929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/04/fuck-im-drunk.html' title='Fuck I&apos;m drunk!'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-1005541775109849619</id><published>2010-02-08T11:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T11:18:08.947-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tetris</title><content type='html'>Everyone knows &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tetris&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; played it countless times, but these give &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tetris&lt;/span&gt; a fun new spin. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First off, it's a first person &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tetris&lt;/span&gt;, so when you rotate a piece, the entire screen rotates as well... it's fun, and it's something to check out for sure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.firstpersontetris.com/"&gt;http://www.firstpersontetris.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then there's Mario. The most popular game ever! well, what better to do than mix it up with a game of T&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;etris&lt;/span&gt;? in this one, you play as M&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ario&lt;/span&gt; in a normal game, but press the space bar, and it turns into a game of T&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;etris&lt;/span&gt;! you need to build ladders and bridges over gaps and walls, and at the end you have to build the castle, while dodging falling G&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;oombas&lt;/span&gt; with a 120 second timer!! it got pretty intense!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Tuper&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Tario&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Tros&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/522276"&gt;http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/522276&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-1005541775109849619?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/1005541775109849619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=1005541775109849619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/1005541775109849619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/1005541775109849619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/02/tetris.html' title='Tetris'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-316376163583299097</id><published>2010-02-05T12:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T12:13:21.018-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Glory of Heracles</title><content type='html'>For an RPG, this game isn't that bad, the grapics are pretty standard, the layout isn't uncomfortable, and the writing has a few good moments. Set in ancient Greece, where a band of immortals join together in an adventure to Mount Olympus to question the gods as to why they have their immortality. A few characters of myth appear as well, such as Achilles, and the Trojan Horse. Overall, it's an okay game, but don't be too hung up on 'historical accuracy'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-316376163583299097?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/316376163583299097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=316376163583299097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/316376163583299097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/316376163583299097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/02/glory-of-heracles.html' title='Glory of Heracles'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-8889968774357814540</id><published>2010-01-29T19:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T19:47:41.760-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sammich</title><content type='html'>So I walk in to the bathroom today to talk to a man about a horse, and I see my kitten sitting in my tub, licking at the dripping faucet. I look around the corner, and fill up it's water dish, assuming that it's just thirsty. The cat runs for the water, and I return to my previous activity. A few moments later I return to the bathroom to talk to that man about that elusive horse, and I see the cat in the tub, licking at the dripping faucet. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the cat just likes the facuet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also... I get distracted from using the washroom...A.D.D. much? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-8889968774357814540?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/8889968774357814540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=8889968774357814540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/8889968774357814540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/8889968774357814540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/01/sammich.html' title='Sammich'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-1986291808002838333</id><published>2010-01-17T20:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T09:34:35.999-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul Calibur 4</title><content type='html'>So as far as my Game Access renting goes, I ended up renting Soul Calibur 2, 3, and 4 all in a row. and of course, for all different systems. There are some things that I like about all of them, and somethings that I'm not too fond of. In SC 2, There's Link, and I think the costumes for the characters are the best in the series. Meanwhile, the story mode is kinda long and drawn out, and there are no individual character story lines. In SC3, the costumes are a little weird, but the balance of the game has been settled pretty well. also, it had each characters (almost) unique storylines. SC 3 also had a create a character mode, which was very well done I thought. There was no limit to the accessories (actually, I think there were 300 pieces of equipment or something like that) but cosplaying is pretty great, creating characters from other games to get into the action. There is also a separate story exclusively for the Custom Characters that is pretty interesting and fun. It's more than just mashing buttons, there's a fair bit of tactics involved as well. I personally believe that this is the best game in the series. In SC 4, it seems like a lot of the focus is around online play. Each character's story line is only 5 battles long, and there is no custom character story. There is a "Tower" mode, where you fight 60 plus battles under varying conditions, so that seems like it will eat up a lot of the playtime, but in general, the single player game feels very small. and for someone like me, who doesn't play online, that's kind of a game breaker for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-1986291808002838333?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/1986291808002838333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=1986291808002838333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/1986291808002838333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/1986291808002838333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/01/soul-calibur-4.html' title='Soul Calibur 4'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-8924665370113891233</id><published>2010-01-12T14:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T14:48:56.851-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;table width="370" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="27" align="center" class="td-darkblue" style="background-color: rgb(208, 224, 253); "&gt;&lt;table width="340" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" class="verdana_11px_grey" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top games in Alex's game queue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table width="370" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="27" align="center" class="td-grey" style="background-color: rgb(252, 252, 252); "&gt;&lt;table width="340" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="220" align="left" valign="middle" class="verdana_11px_grey" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="220" align="left" class="verdana_11px_grey" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://gameaccess.ca/images/blank.gif" width="10" height="8" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="100%" align="left" class="verdana_11px_grey" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a class="verdana_11px_grey_bold_und" href="http://gameaccess.ca/Game-Rental-Xbox360-Bayonetta-5879.htm" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;Bayonetta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a class="verdana_11px_grey_bold_und" href="http://gameaccess.ca/Game-Rental-Xbox360-Bayonetta-5879.htm" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" class="verdana_11px_grey" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://gameaccess.ca/images/blank.gif" width="10" height="8" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="120" align="right" valign="middle" class="verdana_11px_grey" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;360&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table width="370" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="27" align="center" class="td-lightblue" style="background-color: rgb(230, 237, 249); "&gt;&lt;table width="340" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="220" align="left" valign="middle" class="verdana_11px_grey" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="220" align="left" class="verdana_11px_grey" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://gameaccess.ca/images/blank.gif" width="10" height="8" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="100%" align="left" class="verdana_11px_grey" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a class="verdana_11px_grey_bold_und" href="http://gameaccess.ca/Game-Rental-Xbox360-Darksiders-5885.htm" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;Darksiders&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a class="verdana_11px_grey_bold_und" href="http://gameaccess.ca/Game-Rental-Xbox360-Darksiders-5885.htm" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" class="verdana_11px_grey" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://gameaccess.ca/images/blank.gif" width="10" height="8" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="120" align="right" valign="middle" class="verdana_11px_grey" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;360&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table width="370" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="27" align="center" class="td-grey" style="background-color: rgb(252, 252, 252); "&gt;&lt;table width="340" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="220" align="left" valign="middle" class="verdana_11px_grey" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="220" align="left" class="verdana_11px_grey" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://gameaccess.ca/images/blank.gif" width="10" height="8" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="100%" align="left" class="verdana_11px_grey" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a class="verdana_11px_grey_bold_und" href="http://gameaccess.ca/Game-Rental-Xbox360-Left_4_Dead_2-5806.htm" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;Left 4 Dead 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a class="verdana_11px_grey_bold_und" href="http://gameaccess.ca/Game-Rental-Xbox360-Left_4_Dead_2-5806.htm" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" class="verdana_11px_grey" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://gameaccess.ca/images/blank.gif" width="10" height="8" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="120" align="right" valign="middle" class="verdana_11px_grey" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;360&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table width="370" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="27" align="center" class="td-lightblue" style="background-color: rgb(230, 237, 249); "&gt;&lt;table width="340" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="220" align="left" valign="middle" class="verdana_11px_grey" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="220" align="left" class="verdana_11px_grey" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://gameaccess.ca/images/blank.gif" width="10" height="8" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="100%" align="left" class="verdana_11px_grey" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a class="verdana_11px_grey_bold_und" href="http://gameaccess.ca/Game-Rental-Xbox360-Call_of_Duty_Modern_Warfare_2-5774.htm" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a class="verdana_11px_grey_bold_und" href="http://gameaccess.ca/Game-Rental-Xbox360-Call_of_Duty_Modern_Warfare_2-5774.htm" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" class="verdana_11px_grey" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://gameaccess.ca/images/blank.gif" width="10" height="8" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="120" align="right" valign="middle" class="verdana_11px_grey" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;360&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table width="370" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="27" align="center" class="td-grey" style="background-color: rgb(252, 252, 252); "&gt;&lt;table width="340" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="220" align="left" valign="middle" class="verdana_11px_grey" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="220" align="left" class="verdana_11px_grey" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://gameaccess.ca/images/blank.gif" width="10" height="8" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="100%" align="left" class="verdana_11px_grey" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a class="verdana_11px_grey_bold_und" href="http://gameaccess.ca/Game-Rental-NintendoDS-Star_Fox_Command-3601.htm" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;Star Fox Command&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a class="verdana_11px_grey_bold_und" href="http://gameaccess.ca/Game-Rental-NintendoDS-Star_Fox_Command-3601.htm" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" class="verdana_11px_grey" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://gameaccess.ca/images/blank.gif" width="10" height="8" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="120" align="right" valign="middle" class="verdana_11px_grey" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Nintendo fanboy inside me is crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-8924665370113891233?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/8924665370113891233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=8924665370113891233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/8924665370113891233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/8924665370113891233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/01/top-games-in-alexs-game-queue-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-8824567113941036318</id><published>2010-01-11T03:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T03:33:43.238-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, Blogger seems to be having a lot of troubles lately!! Please forgive any problems that you see for the next few posts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-8824567113941036318?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/8824567113941036318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=8824567113941036318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/8824567113941036318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/8824567113941036318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/01/wow-blogger-seems-to-be-having-lot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-3235092720188991602</id><published>2010-01-11T00:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T03:32:58.048-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A lot of Cutscene; Little Gameplay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;h1 id="firstHeading" class="firstHeading"  style="color: black; background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.1em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(170, 170, 170); line-height: 1.2em; font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;inal Fantasy Crystal Chronicles: The Crystal Bearers The graphics look very nice, and the story seems like it could be great, however it's bogged down by bad controls and a difficult battle system. It's in real time, and you have to point at your opponent, hold B, and shake. the shaking moves your pointer off screen so you have to recenter every time you attack. The game seems like it has potential, however the controls just ruin the game for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-3235092720188991602?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/3235092720188991602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=3235092720188991602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/3235092720188991602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/3235092720188991602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/01/lot-of-cutscene-little-gameplay.html' title='A lot of Cutscene; Little Gameplay'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-7125917204042096858</id><published>2010-01-02T09:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T09:37:46.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Arguement</title><content type='html'>So on December 26th, I went to the movie theater with a few friends. and there was theis lady giving out free samples of Jugo Juice. and I was like "fuck yeah! free food!" It may have only been one or two ounces, but hey, I love smoothies. anyways, as she was giving them out to us she said that these smoothies are better because they don't use any sugar or ice cream. but I love sugar and ice cream, I mean, the only people who don't like sugar and ice cream are freaks and people who care about their bodies. (pssh, losers.) either way, right after I said that I like sugar and ice cream, she turns to me and yells "NO! IT'S NOT GOOD FOR YOU!!" and I just kinda looked down at her cuz she was just breaking the 5 foot barrier and I said "I like sugar and ice cream." then she walked away, probly cursing me, and my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the effect I have on people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-7125917204042096858?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/7125917204042096858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=7125917204042096858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7125917204042096858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7125917204042096858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2010/01/arguement.html' title='Arguement'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-325188308270438317</id><published>2009-12-28T11:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T11:16:40.354-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm such a nerd...</title><content type='html'>ya know...most people when they turn 18 they say "yes! i can finally buy my own booze!" or "I can finally get into that bar!" but not me... the most exciting thing that i've enjoyed since I turned 18 is "yes! i can finally trade in my own games at EB!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-325188308270438317?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/325188308270438317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=325188308270438317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/325188308270438317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/325188308270438317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-such-nerd.html' title='I&apos;m such a nerd...'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-7292933439058166836</id><published>2009-12-25T03:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T03:23:55.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ichigo 100%</title><content type='html'>About that last post.... I was reading a manga called Ichigo 100%, and at the same time I've been watching Sora no Otoshimono. Both are really good, but both can seem to be kinda girly at times. Jody watched Sora no Otoshimono and we both enjoy it, but Ichigo 100% falls into the same catagory as I"s. I also have this bad habit of 'falling in love' with a certain girl in each manga or anime and rooting for them as much as I can. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sora No Otoshimono is a story of a angel like being that falls from the sky. the main character is the first person she sees, and she 'imprints' on him. It's a romance/scifi story, but there's also a lot of ecchi scenes... (ecchi means partial nudity) some episodes will be full of drama and suspense, and others will be just random filler episodes to make everyone laugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I"s I read a while back. This one is a stright up romance manga, although in order to get guys to read it, there's a lot of ecchi and panty shots. I really enjoyed this manga, even though sometimes it's fusturating watching the main character be a big loser!! if only I could go into a manga and slap some people around! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ichigo 100% I just finished reading.... it's a beautiful manga, and I really enjoyed the characters... except that everything that I wanted to happen, didn't. Like the girl who constantly tried to get the main character to like her, but he just turns away.... or the smart girl who purposefully goes to a less prestigious to be with the main character even more. the main character is a nice guy, but his indecisiveness just makes problems and pain for everyone!! everyone who loves these other girls are ignores because they're in love with this boy, and this boy is hurting all these girls because he can't decide. when he's on a date with the first girl, he's thinking about the other girl, and vice versa... I was dissipointed in the ending... I disliked the girl he ended up with... the girl who left to go follow her own ideas, and left to frikin France for 5 years to study cakes. she seemed to want him to herself, and cared more for her dreams and ambitions then his own. meanwhile all these other girls are right by his side the entire time, and they get squat. if I was the writer, I would have made a few differences, like instead of ignoring all the girls around him, he would at least give them the time of day, and instead of constantly staying silent, he would talk more, and be more friendly with everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but alas, until i get off my ass and write my own story, I can only complain about other peoples work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't get me wrong here, these are all great, top notch pieces of work here, but it just makes me sad that the girl I liked the most had an unhappy ending. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/35810512-7292933439058166836?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/7292933439058166836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=7292933439058166836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7292933439058166836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7292933439058166836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2009/12/ichigo-100.html' title='Ichigo 100%'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-6326611313055535720</id><published>2009-12-24T19:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T19:37:59.328-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I laugh!</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I laugh at myself, mostly because sometimes I feel more feminine  than my girlfriend. like right now for example, I'm reading a love story and shes reading a sci-fi. I'm kinda silly sometimes too.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, it's christmas time, and I'm still here with Jody and Sammich, I'm kinda sad that i'm not with my mom and the rest of the family, but it's okay... I got to see everyone last week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;although, seeing everyone was a little strange... I felt like I was a slacker. everyone else was in school, or finished, and getting into a profession, and yet I'm still at Wendy's. It kinda sucks, but oh well, at least I'm living on my own! haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life in the city is kinda calm... nothing really big is happening right now, except for the fact that i'm going to have to buy a car by April. there's so much to do in a city, and yet there's almost nothing for me to do right now! It's kinda strange. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I do like living here... although Saskatoon was a beautiful city. perhaps I'll be moving there in the foreseeable future?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-6326611313055535720?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/6326611313055535720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=6326611313055535720' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/6326611313055535720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/6326611313055535720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-laugh.html' title='I laugh!'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-8249909590388151821</id><published>2009-11-18T15:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T15:26:44.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon Age, in 500 characters or less</title><content type='html'>So I've decided that since I live in a city, I might as well begin to make the most of it. Instead of buying games at 69.99 a shot, I'm renting them from an online source. So far I'm pretty happy, although the turnaround time seems a little long, but it was partly my fault for sending the game out on a long weekend. It takes about 6 business days for the game to go and a new one to make it to my door, so I send one out on Monday, I get my next game Tuesday of next week. A mere 8 days. So if I send my game on a Friday,then it's back on Monday... 10 days later. and with the long weekend... well... I sent my game back on the 6th, and the new game should be here tomorrow. so thats 121 days to turnaround. I'm lucky I got Dragon Age: Origins, or else I would have been going just a little bit crazy with no new games, constantly checking my mail and my online queing list. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that, this site seems to be pretty awesome, an excellent selection, and a very easy to understand layout. I think I made the right choice anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm not a big fan of Bioware, don't get me wrong, they make some great games! I never did manage to get through Mass Effect. I have only one word to say about Dragon Age, WOW! The writing is what stood out for me the most. This game has some great dialog and some excellent voice acting. the characters all have their own personalities, and some people you just fall in love with. I love this game, and I'm considering buying it, just so I could go back and play it whenever I want. A must get!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I had to make my review of Dragon Age under 500 characters because that's all the Game Access site allows. I was all ready to write pages about this game, and just as I'm getting started, WHAM! I hit a wall saying "woah nelly! I know you like it, but chill the fuck out!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well. At least I can write whatever, and however much  I want here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-8249909590388151821?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/8249909590388151821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=8249909590388151821' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/8249909590388151821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/8249909590388151821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2009/11/dragon-age-in-500-characters-or-less.html' title='Dragon Age, in 500 characters or less'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-380506081460893244</id><published>2009-10-16T00:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T01:02:13.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what I really think.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt;yes. praying is our way of dealing with these kinds of things. just like lashing out is some other peoples way. some people draw themselves in. others drink. I know which one makes me happy. And at the end of the day, that's the most important thing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt;you know.... not all people stay friends forever. for whatever reasons was all grew apart. it may be someones fault and it may not be, but placing the blame doesn't solve anything. by telling each other that the other person didn't try hard enough isn't good enough. especially in realtionships. Also, we all feel like we tried or we feel like we've been outed or ignored because it's always easier when you're on the inside looking out. all we really know is our own pain. we cannot comprehend the pain of anyone else even if it is something similar that happened. we all feel things differently. something that may be a big deal for me may be peanuts for someone else and vice versa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt;If any of us really wanted to be friends, we would have dropped this a long time ago and forgave eachother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"&gt; people grow and people change as we all have, and obviously we don't like who the other person has become. so why are we still bickering about who shot first and who didn't put humpty back together again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;honestly... if these relationships could be saved... that time is long past. no matter what happens all of us would still carry resentment in our hearts, so it's time to let go. no matter if we apologized to eachother or anything... this has gone on too long to let bygones be bygones. So now, the only thing to do now is either hate eachother or just be civil. noone has to go out of anyone's way to see them, but noone needs to be openly hostle and bitter towards everyone else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;honestly... it's okay to not want to see someone anymore. there's nothing wrong with not liking someone. that person may be hurt by it... but they should have enough friends and family who do love them so they should be able to forget about the other person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;and honestly... don't draw lines. Lynn is our home. All of our homes. no matter what, there will always be people there who will welcome us back. I don't believe that one person can sway an entire town against someone. Trying to turn people against eachother is also bad. it only creates more hardships for everyone, while solving nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;i just started the last three sentences with honestly... maybe i'm trying to be honest for once or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;really... just forget about the people you don't like. Life is way too short to fret over the people who don't like you. and if you're always focused on people who don't like you, then you'll just end up making the people you do like sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:monospace;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-380506081460893244?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/380506081460893244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=380506081460893244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/380506081460893244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/380506081460893244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-what-i-really-think.html' title='This is what I really think.'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-225246878891373280</id><published>2009-09-23T14:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T14:21:38.631-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Living in the city is much nicer now that we know some people from the old town. It's just friendlyier. I don't know. maybe it's just because we know someone who we can go out and do things with an old friend. either way, it's nicer living here. also... texting is fun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-225246878891373280?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/225246878891373280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=225246878891373280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/225246878891373280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/225246878891373280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2009/09/living-in-city-is-much-nicer-now-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-7819156409464173420</id><published>2009-09-20T08:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T08:39:15.858-06:00</updated><title type='text'>reflections</title><content type='html'>today as I was sitting awake at 5 in the morning, I began to think. How much do we change in a year or two. I've also decided that June is a shitty month. usually. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was reading some of my old blog posts today. June 2007 was a ... how do I put it... a very intresting month of my life. a lot of shit happened then, and even now, i still think about it. I failed some classes, lost a relationship, and more bad things happened. i remember thinking that this was it, ya know? This is rock bottom, and there isn't really much more to life than this. Now, i don't regret that relationship, not at all. I mean, I learned a lot from it, and was given the chance to experience a lot of things too. The failing classes I regret, completly. I hated math, but I feel like I could have tried harder, but nay... hindsight right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, I remember that month, I went on a camping trip with one of my teachers. It was an amazing trip, and I had a blast. It also gave me quite a large amout of time to relax and collect my thoughts. then I went to bible camp, which was very nice. I got to be in charge (to a dregree) for once. My favourite part of the whole trip though is when the pastors son fell asleep during prayers. smooth man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, in June 2008, I almost failed high school altogether, fought with my mom, and contemplated running away/moving with telling her. I lost almost all my hair, and I was miserable for the majority of the month. although I did have a few really nice people who did stand beside me and help me keep going. The more I think about it, the more I realize that I am who I am today because of these people that helped me out when I was feeling down. Which was often. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This June wasn't too bad. Just lonely. I lived on my own in the city for almost the entire month. very lonely, and kinda scary ya know? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot of people get mad at me when they learn that i still have not enrolled into a post secondary education. I know I should and I really do want to, but right now... It just doesn't feel like it's the right place for me. I'm super happy for Jody and kinda jealous that she's going to school, but every time I think about me going to school, it just doesn't feel right ya know. I know I'm not going to be flipping burgers for the rest of my life, but it's keeping me fed and paid right now, and it's letting me live on my own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also like to think of my maturity every now and then. A friend told me last month that he was proud of me, living in downtown the way I am at 18 years old. hell, I started living here when I was 17, and I had nothing. We barely had enough things to fill up one corner of the room, let alone the entire apartment. I really have come a long way, both physically and mentally. although I think the biggest month for my maturity was June 2007. one of the shittiest months I've had ever. And yet, here I am, indebted to it for preparing me for life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Living on my own with Jody is hard. there's lots I have to think about, and things I have to manage. things like money, and time. life feels good right now for me. I enjoy myself, and I'm glad things have turned out they way they have. I only wish that a few people were a bit closer than they are now. you people should know who you are...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-7819156409464173420?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/7819156409464173420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=7819156409464173420' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7819156409464173420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7819156409464173420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2009/09/reflections.html' title='reflections'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-4093855200105175413</id><published>2009-04-09T21:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T21:32:08.629-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My letter to Nintendo</title><content type='html'>Okay Nintendo, this is what you deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seirously, fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, come on! honestly! you screwed us over royally, and so I needed to say that.&lt;br /&gt;ya know, it was a pretty big kick in the balls. after so long of being faithful to eachother, and such good memories, you decided to screw us over for some pathetic under-developed market? you guys, suck!Ever since the original Nintendo has been out, I've played your games. you totally kicked the sega's ass! i mean, you were awesome! and then the super nintendo only made it better. that was the best system ever in my mind. I even prefered the 64 to the playstation becuase there were four controllers, and awesome games like Mario Party and Banjo Kazooie. then the gamecube came out. and you began to screw yourself over. But I still liked it! the controller was pretty good, and there were several games that I enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN YOU SOLD YOURSELF OUT! you son of a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wii came out and you made yourself into a joke. sure, you're rich now, but your broke in respect and self esteem. you're like a hobo. nothing but a target for people to spit at. you betrayed all of your real fans, and focused on the little shits with rich ass parents. all you care about is money. really. proof is in the dead rising you're trying to make, Bully "Scholarship Edition" and dead rising. these games came out and were popular, but now they are just boring. they had their time to shine, and you missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, nintendo, fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There is so much more that I want to write, but I don't feel like doing it right now.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-4093855200105175413?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/4093855200105175413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=4093855200105175413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/4093855200105175413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/4093855200105175413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-letter-to-nintendo.html' title='My letter to Nintendo'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-7692281415280329830</id><published>2009-04-05T20:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T20:43:58.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'>DSi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I got a Nintendo DSi today, release day (I think), but at the end of the day, I found myself asking why?&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I think it's pretty bad when I start to ask myself to explain my own motives (nevermind the basic idea of talking to someone as demented as I), but that's just who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.topnews.in/files/Nintendo-DS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://www.topnews.in/files/Nintendo-DS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anyways, The nintendo DS, released in 2004, with the horrible commercials saying "Touching is Good" and that only ended up translating "WE AT NINTENDO LIKE TO TOUCH. ESPECIALLY LITTLE BOYS"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least that's what I got from it, but like I said earlier, I'm demented. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a pretty nifty litty device though, with two screens, i was like all "Oh-Em-Gee! two screens, but I can only watch one at a time, how ever will I survive?" (no, not really) the bottom screen, was touch sensitive, which made for some pretty intresting game and brought a whole new level to game design to the world. However, I never did own this style of DS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://acgnorthamerica.com/img/Nintendo_DS_Lite_Pink.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://acgnorthamerica.com/img/Nintendo_DS_Lite_Pink.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then in 2006, the DS Lite was released. it was about half the size and weight of the original DS, a sexy sleek design, improved everything (and by everything, I mean the sound, the wireless capabilities, the brighter LCD screens, and shock resistant, and shit load of different colours.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the DS I owned (no not pink losers), and I purchased it like... the day I got back into Canada from Amsterdam. (I also bought Swordcraft Story 2 at the same time.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;however, this DS happened to break at the last 30 hour famine I did back in Lynn (Fun Fact: My first Nintendo console to ever break), so I had to buy another one. the one I bought was red and black. and uber sexy. oh yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so the new DSi (and I know everyone reading this is thinking "pssh, nintendo ripped off the ipod" but the i in DSi refers to the two camera's located on the console. seeing them as 'eyes'. Also, it's supposed to express personal individuality. Hence the slogan "What will you and I do?") is slightly smaller, with slightly bigger screens, two 0.3 megapixel cameras (with a whole bunch of little features that you can mess with the images with. it's quite fun), better wireless capabilities, a built in web browser, sound record, edit, and playback, a shop channel to download DSi software, downloadable firmware updates to hold against piracy, a sleek matte finish on the top to cut back on visible greasy fingerprints, and has a SD slot to save music files and photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.mobilemag.com/content/images/16303_super.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I think it was a good buy, for only $135.00 after taxes when I traded in my old DS lite. I think I'll enjoy this new toy, but I wish I traded in some old games as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-7692281415280329830?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/7692281415280329830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=7692281415280329830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7692281415280329830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7692281415280329830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2009/04/dsi.html' title='DSi'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-5286543610974138396</id><published>2009-02-21T19:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T19:37:22.270-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Games I'm Playing Now</title><content type='html'>There are quite a bit auctually, mostly because Mike gave me a few new ones, so I'm cycling though them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, Naruto Rise of a Ninja. (Xbox 360)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Meh. it's another naruto game, play though the chunnin arc of the anime. nothing really new or noteable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left 4 Dead. (Xbox 360)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Left 4 Dead is an amazing multiplayer game. The game was built around Xbox live I think. The game is, you are one of four survivors lucky enough to be immune to the zombie infection. however, you are unlucky enough to be immune to the zombie infection, unlike 1500 other people in each stage. And these aren't slow pokey ass Resident evil zombies. These mother fuckers run, climb, duck, leap, and claw their way to you. while most of them can be dropped after a few bullets, there's some special infected, who have become mutated though the infection. there's Hunters, who can leap football feilds, the Smoker, who's tounge is over 100 feet long, The Boomer, who's filled with zombie attracting pus, and the Tank, who's.... a tank of muscle and pain. also, there's the Witch, whom I like to call, the Emo Bitch. she sits somewhere crying, sometimes in a corner, and sometimes right infront of the only way out. if you shine a light at her, she kills you, if you shoot her, she kills you, if you get too close, she kills you. You're only hope is to shoot from afar and run, hoping your teammates will save you. Which, they rarely do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead or Alive 4 (Xbox 360)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It's a fighting game like Tekken or Soul Calibur. Not much here except cool combos and jiggly boobies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire Emblem: Shadow Dragon (DS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The newest addition to the Fire Emblem series (which is like... 20 years old.) And the 11th in the series, even though it's just a remake of the original game, which was released on the original Famicom (old school Nintendo) It seems pretty good so far, but there seems to be something missing, and I can't quite put my finger on it yet. perhaps by the end of the game I'll be able to tell what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 to my older sister&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-5286543610974138396?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/5286543610974138396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=5286543610974138396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/5286543610974138396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/5286543610974138396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2009/02/games-im-playing-now.html' title='Games I&apos;m Playing Now'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-5504050909030693615</id><published>2009-02-07T00:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T00:44:30.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it strange?</title><content type='html'>Is it strange that when I see a kitchen scene in a movie or tv show, the first thing I think of is "why isn't he wearing a hairnet?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season 1, episode 8 i think is my favourite so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"every soft poached egg that turns hard is like a soldier that died on the field of battle!"&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;"Dang, another man down."&lt;br /&gt;"Dang another man down."&lt;br /&gt;"Rest in peace."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lol'ed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-5504050909030693615?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/5504050909030693615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=5504050909030693615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/5504050909030693615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/5504050909030693615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2009/02/is-it-strange.html' title='Is it strange?'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-4381402434327220029</id><published>2009-01-31T00:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T01:02:46.583-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I do for Jody</title><content type='html'>I fuck up sometimes in relationships, it's natural, there's no such thing as a perfect relationship, or else both parties involved would implode because they would have no reason to get mad at eachother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's what I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, one of the keys to being in a relationship is knowing what makes your partner smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or being original and/or cute. those work too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's what I do whenever I feel like I've wronged my girlfriend. which I've been feeling alot lately. Even if I havn't, it still feels like it, and I still feel horrible. So I do something swee/cute and it makes her smile, and me feel less guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because an angry girlfriend refuses to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a fact. Google that shit.&lt;br /&gt;(I hope someone does and gets something strange like porn where the girl is all "OH GOD HIT ME!!! I'M ANGRY, HIT ME!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, some of the things that I've done for Jody are as such&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waking up early and making breakfast in bed. It's always a nice suprise to wake up to eggs on your belly, mostly probably because you don't have to suffer the cold floor of the kitchen to earn your breakfast. however I'd advise to open a window or the smell of bacon could very well foil your attempts to suprise your significant other and then the whole thing is marked off "it's the thought that counts" (which still counts for something, but not as much if you pull the whole thing off.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also purchased a bag of hershey's kisses and placed them on the floor in a rounded pattern. Just a little something to see when you walk in after work. I think suprise is the biggest element in being cute or sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day I picked up all the kisses and placed them in an empty flower vase (The flowers I got her for christmas got kinda old...).Then I put stick with a picture of a rose on it. It looked kinda cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also cleaned up the house. like... really clean. like... putting things away cleaning, not the usual pushing the mess around to different areas of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made a treasure hunt. when she walked in from work, there was a note on the couch right infront of the door saying "check your e-mail" and my laptop on hotmail.com right there. the e-mail read "check your computer" and on her computer, placed in the bedroom had notpad (on full screen mode), with a message right in the very middle of the screen that said "get the message?" and I changed her desktop background to a collage of words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very nice words that all girls would love to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU TAKING NOTES?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, but they won't work as good for you, because I was original, and by reading this, you have voided all originality from whatever was original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll admit, buying chocolates and breakfast in bed wasn't very original, but the rose thing and the hunt was pretty good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now what am I going to do for the 14th?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-4381402434327220029?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/4381402434327220029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=4381402434327220029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/4381402434327220029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/4381402434327220029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2009/01/things-i-do-for-jody.html' title='Things I do for Jody'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-5349135245877955985</id><published>2009-01-11T01:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T01:29:28.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'>... EEEHHHHHH?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://technology.todaysbigthing.com/2008/12/29"&gt;http://technology.todaysbigthing.com/2008/12/29&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU HAVE TO BE EFFIN KIDDING ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magically? come on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-5349135245877955985?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/5349135245877955985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=5349135245877955985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/5349135245877955985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/5349135245877955985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2009/01/eeehhhhhh.html' title='... EEEHHHHHH?????'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-6730926918667050862</id><published>2008-12-31T18:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T18:22:39.359-06:00</updated><title type='text'>41 times</title><content type='html'>41 fucking times!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I suppose I can call it 42 times now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but 41 times I swore outloud during this small indie game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zarat.us/tra/offline-games/eversion.html"&gt;http://zarat.us/tra/offline-games/eversion.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's pretty fun. as you slowly dive down into the pits of hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-6730926918667050862?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/6730926918667050862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=6730926918667050862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/6730926918667050862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/6730926918667050862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/12/41-times.html' title='41 times'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-6684362815271383537</id><published>2008-12-15T14:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T14:21:54.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'>dentist!</title><content type='html'>so I went to the dentist. the last time I was at a dentist's office was in 1998. so there was some good news and some bad news&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have two impaced wisdom teeth, and they are sideways. Not even at a funny little angle, but sideways. they have to be sugically removed, and that's gonna hurt me in the pocket book. I have no dental coverage. so that sucks! also, I have an advanced stage of gingivitis, but he said other than keeping extra care of your teeth, nothing else can be done. he said a big contrubting factor was my crooked bottom teeth, which we should get looked after... Then I got to thinking, if all I have to do is keep imroved care of my teeth... well that shouldn't be too hard, because i don't keep care of my teeth. so I got a new tothbrush, mouthwash, and dental floss. that should help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the good news tho, I didn't have a single cavity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-6684362815271383537?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/6684362815271383537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=6684362815271383537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/6684362815271383537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/6684362815271383537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/12/dentist.html' title='dentist!'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-2889043688343427491</id><published>2008-12-10T11:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:06:02.167-06:00</updated><title type='text'>aw, shit! again?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/ST_2WA0OPmI/AAAAAAAAAI0/wUCV_9aTHYs/s1600-h/Picture+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278208146338102882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/ST_2WA0OPmI/AAAAAAAAAI0/wUCV_9aTHYs/s400/Picture+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, it's happened again. I have the sores in the mouth and a throat infection. also a fever to boot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last time I had this, it wasn't so bad, because it was only school, but now, I have work... in food. I don't think anyone would want to take food from someone who looks like that. I'm not allowed to deal with customers anymore, it's a rule I've bestowed upon myself. I stay in the back where noone can see me, and keep my head down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this really sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-2889043688343427491?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/2889043688343427491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=2889043688343427491' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/2889043688343427491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/2889043688343427491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/12/aw-shit-again.html' title='aw, shit! again?'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/ST_2WA0OPmI/AAAAAAAAAI0/wUCV_9aTHYs/s72-c/Picture+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-4317636497284293878</id><published>2008-11-23T12:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T12:38:30.379-06:00</updated><title type='text'>somehow...</title><content type='html'>somehow my boss got EVERYBODY at work to call me Junior... it's kinda strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much different happens here. Jody's dad and brother came in, dunno how long they are gonna be in for, but it's nice having other people around. Puku should be coming by this week to watch the twilight movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we now have our own internet, no longer stealing from the people upstairs! muahhaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the people upstairs locked their internet.) :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-4317636497284293878?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/4317636497284293878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=4317636497284293878' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/4317636497284293878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/4317636497284293878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/11/somehow.html' title='somehow...'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-1998878132686116848</id><published>2008-10-24T21:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T21:53:34.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...&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;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just so everyone knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last post didn't auctually happen...&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;sister...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just so you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and don't sick mom on me anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gullible&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-1998878132686116848?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/1998878132686116848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=1998878132686116848' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/1998878132686116848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/1998878132686116848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-3372385130311559254</id><published>2008-10-20T19:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T19:28:27.768-06:00</updated><title type='text'>today at work...</title><content type='html'>Hi ma'am, what would you like today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, that depends... what kind of oil do you use?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What kind of oil do you use?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it clear?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it's more of a black murky colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I beg your pardon!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the oil I use is really black and thick. Kind of like coffee when you put in way too much sugar. It smells really bad too, I sometimes get a headache from the stench. It reminds me of when I used to work at a gas station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;EEEEEEKKKKKK *flees*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;30 Minutes later&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hello health inspector, how is your day today? Pardon? What do you mean what kind of oil do I use?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-3372385130311559254?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/3372385130311559254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=3372385130311559254' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/3372385130311559254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/3372385130311559254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-at-work.html' title='today at work...'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-9157375216328027668</id><published>2008-10-17T08:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T08:09:41.911-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life is pretty routine here. Not much changes around here. really. Work, eat, sleep. that's about it. Pita Pit is pretty good, Joey's fish is fun, when I'm cooking at least. I'm getting better at all my jobs, so that's pretty good. not much else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 18th birthday is coming up. I don't really plan on doing much. around 5 I'll be going to supper with whoever shows up, and then after that, hit the liqour mart, perhaps a tatto place, and then back home for some drunken video games. it's my idea of a really fukin good time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-9157375216328027668?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/9157375216328027668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=9157375216328027668' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/9157375216328027668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/9157375216328027668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-is-pretty-routine-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-5410593533030595116</id><published>2008-10-06T00:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T00:27:45.319-06:00</updated><title type='text'>life...</title><content type='html'>roar, the rent has been paid. we are safe living for another month!&lt;br /&gt;it's not like I haven't been working enough to pay for the rent, I havn't had a day off since I began working, usually working 7-9 hour days at one or more of my 4 jobs. awesome.&lt;br /&gt;today, I learned how to cook fish. take fish, flour, batter, drop in oil. watch... wait for the sizzle, put on plate, serve.&lt;br /&gt;I really like working, everyone is really fun to be with. so far, my fav people to work with would be Bob and Rose. yes... their names shall be Bob and Rose.&lt;br /&gt;Bob is like Vernon. he's funny, but I can also hold a serious convo with him. he's also slightly nerdy as well, so he knows what I talk about 99% of the time ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Rose is kind of like a mother figure. she's fun to talk to, and she knows a whole bunch. she's a good person to talk to if you have troubles. or just to talk to. that works as well.&lt;br /&gt;I also like my boss. he hooked Jody up with a job. awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;so now we got two people working full time. saving money should be no problem.&lt;br /&gt;... what else...?&lt;br /&gt;there's lots of people in the city. yeah. I just thought I should point that out.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;lots of assholes too...&lt;br /&gt;I went to see The Dark Knight at the Imax today. that was awesomeness. except it was like... the first night it was on, so the theater was packed full. here is where I sat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  _________________&lt;br /&gt;/   _______________ \&lt;br /&gt; /_______________\&lt;br /&gt;  /    *                            \  &lt;br /&gt;   MOVIE IS HERE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right up front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the screen is big.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-5410593533030595116?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/5410593533030595116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=5410593533030595116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/5410593533030595116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/5410593533030595116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/10/life.html' title='life...'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-1589692476322707786</id><published>2008-09-22T15:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T15:59:43.983-06:00</updated><title type='text'>7 days</title><content type='html'>I've been working for seven days straight now, and I finally understand what it is to look forwards to going to work. I really love working at Pita Pit, it is really fun. there's always something to do, and I'm now trained in everything there is to know. I also worked at the Joey's Seafood express because Mr. Butt thought that if I wanted to hit 40 hours a week, I would probably work two jobs. he owns both though, so it's no biggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never ever ate a pita before in my life, but I now understand how delicious they are! I've only eaten a Spicy Buffalo Chicken pita, and a Teriyaki Steak pita, but they both were amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people I work with are really fun too. Mr. Butt pulled me and the other new guy, started only 3 days before me out, and talked to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss: so how are you guys liking this place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Bob picks on me! (that's the other noob's name now, Bob)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss: alright, Bob, is this true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob: yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss: You get a raise Bob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the kind of boss Boss is. He's happy, fun, and fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last 7 days, I made 41 hours. If only I had this job and those kind of hours at the begnning of the month, then I would have been able to make rent! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love living on my own... although I can't wait for my birthday when Joker, Big Sexy, Mom and Puku come along here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-1589692476322707786?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/1589692476322707786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=1589692476322707786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/1589692476322707786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/1589692476322707786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/09/7-days.html' title='7 days'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-4677841208948516606</id><published>2008-09-13T14:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T14:09:28.204-06:00</updated><title type='text'>KYAH!</title><content type='html'>So I've been here for over a week now, and I'm beginning to get used to the city. I find it a lot better than the hick ass town where I'm from. Just alot more things to do here, and a lot more people. granted, 98% of these people are assholes, so I'm right at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love living on my own. I have my own job, my own apartment, my own laptop, it's awesome. I love living with Jody. she's so cool. We work together! it's not like some relationships where one person does everything, we both do everything. somedays I cook, and she cleans, somedays she cooks and I clean. it's pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwad! I hated job hunting. it was so nerve wreking. I don't know if I have any nerves left. And the interview with my boss Mr. Butt (THAT IS NOT A NICKNAME, HIS LAST NAME IS AUCTUALLY BUTT!!!!) but it's alright. He's a really nice guy, and the entire staff seems like fun people. When I took a small tour, it was all smiles and jokes between themselves and Mr. Butt. I can't wait to start work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I'm still alive, although I'm begnning to re-think becoming an english teacher. My brain is still wanting to, but I'm really leaning towards learning the culnary arts... Just my thoughts for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-4677841208948516606?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/4677841208948516606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=4677841208948516606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/4677841208948516606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/4677841208948516606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/09/kyah.html' title='KYAH!'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-6475533894614526237</id><published>2008-09-01T17:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T17:31:24.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved!</title><content type='html'>yeah, I moved out of my mother's house. it's awesome. I'm living in an apartment now with my girlfriend. we've been here for about an hour, perhaps 2 hours, and I'm loving it. although if the apartment came furnished, it would be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a little messy here, but that's understandable. there's nothing for furnisher, so the TV is ontop of a box that has the printer, and I'm sitting on a blanket on the floor, where we plan to sleep. tommrow I'll be getting a bed of somesort. most likely a foamy matress. but the best part (aside from living alone with my girlfriend) is that we have free wireless. It's named Welcome, so I don't even feel bad using it. it's pretty good too. I played the Wii online and there was almost no lag. If only Brawl worked....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-6475533894614526237?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/6475533894614526237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=6475533894614526237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/6475533894614526237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/6475533894614526237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/09/moved.html' title='Moved!'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-3576504448442552041</id><published>2008-07-29T09:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T09:18:14.539-06:00</updated><title type='text'>it hurts....</title><content type='html'>Damn it! I’m so angry at myself… I’m so damn stupid and selfish. Not to mention a complete asshole. Why do I have to talk the way I do… Why do I have to talk like the only thing that I care about is myself, and why can’t I stop these damned thoughts!! Thoughts can be a very dangerous thing. Especially when the person who’s the cause for the thoughts aren’t around. I have no idea to what she’s doing, but I can trust her. I miss her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day I wish my life was different somehow. I wish I was older, richer, cooler, thinner, stronger, smarter, better in any way. I wish I was born in the past, in the future, somewhere else. I can’t seem to be content with who I am, now. I always want to be someone else. I always want more and more. I’m begging to hate myself for always thinking like this however, it’s annoying me to no end, but I can’t seem to stop it. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News of my life? I might have to leave to Winnipeg on Wednesday…. Perhaps if I can get into contact with the landlord lady of the apartment I want. But I’m not sure. I want to go, but I don’t want to go alone, but Jody is off fishing, so she can’t come with me. Damn…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, I hate myself so much right now. I hurt her… I told her I wasn’t angry, but I was a little bit. Nothing of mention, but it’s an anger I held inside myself for a while now. It’s always been there, and it finnaly came out. I didn’t want that, I wanted to keep it inside with all of my other unpleasant feelings and words. It’s where they belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She never did phone back… and that’s what hurts the most.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-3576504448442552041?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/3576504448442552041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=3576504448442552041' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/3576504448442552041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/3576504448442552041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-hurts.html' title='it hurts....'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-4698000597635696518</id><published>2008-07-15T10:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T10:25:19.231-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Living 'Alone'</title><content type='html'>I discovered today that I don’t think I could live alone. My family all left the house today, leaving me alone, and I felt lost. Half my family left town (to Ottawa or Co-op) and the other left to visit her significant other. I stayed home, and sort of explored my newfound ‘freedom’ (not that I was a total caged bird before.).&lt;br /&gt;Once Sis left, I played Naruto for a while on the PS2, and I tried to play Final Fantasy X-2, but my disc was too scratched, and wouldn’t load the saved game. Oh well. I thought about playing one of my other games like Kingdom Hearts or Final Fantasy 12, but I didn’t. I’m not sure why, I wanted to play them, and I had them right beside me, but I didn’t. I turned on my computer and read some manga for a while. While I was reading, I thought to myself, ‘I’m hungry, I should go eat some supper‘, but I never did. I thought to myself ‘I’m thirsty, I should get something to drink’, but I never did. I just kind of sat there. After a while of manga, I ventured though my house and made sure all the lights were off etc. I thought about going out, but I never did. I had so many things to do, and I wanted to do most of them too, I just… didn’t. It’s a very weird feeling, being alone. I really have to say, I don’t like it. The last time I was left alone I fell horribly ill and lost 30 lbs. in two weeks. Yeah, that sucked. Luckily, this time Sam should be here for a few hours at least, so if I am falling sick, there’s someone to take care of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-4698000597635696518?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/4698000597635696518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=4698000597635696518' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/4698000597635696518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/4698000597635696518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/07/living-alone.html' title='Living &apos;Alone&apos;'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-7369718749645223996</id><published>2008-07-02T11:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T12:52:39.958-06:00</updated><title type='text'>finding an apartment</title><content type='html'>finding apartments suck! me and Jody have been looking for an apartment in Winnipeg or Brandon. we found three decent ones in Brandon, but all we got back was "sorry, it's taken!" and now we're looking in Winnipeg. we have two right now that we have appoitments to go and see in August, and they are looking really hopeful. I hope we get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jody left today to go and visit her family and to fish. I know that she misses her family lots, and I would probably do the same thing, but I'm selfish right now and I wanted her to stay with me. I almost feel like a bad person because of the way I feel, but I can't help it. I'll see her on Friday, and then Sunday will be the last time I'll see her until we're moved in together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh Jody...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-7369718749645223996?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/7369718749645223996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=7369718749645223996' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7369718749645223996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7369718749645223996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/07/finding-apartment.html' title='finding an apartment'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-8392341373844104327</id><published>2008-06-23T14:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T12:03:19.313-06:00</updated><title type='text'>June 21st, 2008</title><content type='html'>http://www.bebo.com/PhotoAlbum.jsp?PhotoAlbumId=8104137816&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bebo.com/PhotoAlbum.jsp?PhotoNbr=1&amp;amp;MemberId=15730362&amp;amp;PhotoAlbumId=8104369148"&gt;http://www.bebo.com/PhotoAlbum.jsp?PhotoNbr=1&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MemberId&lt;/span&gt;=15730362&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;PhotoAlbumId&lt;/span&gt;=8104369148&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You should check those out later. it's the only place I can host them right now... I need to get them on my computer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyways, the whole thing began at 10:30 in the morning when I had to get all dressed up in my tux for pictures with my family. I got to have pictures with my aunt and uncle and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cusin&lt;/span&gt;! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wubbles&lt;/span&gt; them so!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyways, after that... around 2:40 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; we went to the Legion Hall and waited around for like 40 minutes for the principle to show up with the certificates, then he had to leave and get O Canada and that took forever. after that, it was about 3:40&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; and the grad began (it was supposed to start at 3) I didn't like the majority of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ceremony&lt;/span&gt;... partly because the decorations fell down almost at the start of it, or the LONG, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;droning&lt;/span&gt; speeches... especially when a speech turned towards someone else besides the grads, or towards the Pow-Wow. now don't get me wrong, I respect other people's cultures, it's just that I don't think that it had a place in the Graduation. that's just me. I'm no racist dammit! (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;rawr&lt;/span&gt;) anyways, one awesome part was that we got the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;supernintendo&lt;/span&gt; of the school, Arnold &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Dicehard&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;quote&lt;/span&gt; Death Note in his speech. I couldn't stop laughing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I almost cried when Miss Squires started talking about each one of us. it was pretty amazing. Rob was crying, Greg was crying, Fizz was crying, Jody had a few tears and my bottom lip was all wobbly... Miss Squires knew us all so well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;one of the only other things that kinda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; me was all the 'promises' of 'grad stories' that SOME ADMINISTRATOR never delivered on. I would have like to have heard them. except for the one about the noodle incident. you can leave that one buried. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The supper was nice as well. it was an entire cold cut meal, spanning over 4 tables. Jody and her entire family was late, but that's alright. they arrived, and we all have a good eat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the dance is where everything got fun. I got drunk for the first time in my life. Props to the Earth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Mage&lt;/span&gt; Dave for buying me my first drink of the night. John bought me a drink as well. Jody's dad bought me like... $50 worth of drinks. Rob bought me two vodka shots... then the whole 2008 class all did a vodka shot together. yeah, it burned. I got so drunk I was dancing. but I never fell down and I didn't spill anything &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;on myself&lt;/span&gt;... which I think was an achievement. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also because a kick ass cup &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;pyramid&lt;/span&gt; stacking guy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah, that's right. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;happy Grad to all 5 of us!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-8392341373844104327?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/8392341373844104327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=8392341373844104327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/8392341373844104327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/8392341373844104327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/06/june-21st-2008.html' title='June 21st, 2008'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-3687256909939716940</id><published>2008-06-19T14:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T14:26:53.412-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When Alex was born, the world shuddered. People in the hospital screamed and cried as they ran for shelter. Thompson was declared in a State of Emergency. No past events have ever come as close to a state of panic as that day. Alex was quickly kicked out by the Thompson government, and the only place in Canada that would accept such a plague was Lynn Lake. There he stayed for years until his demons were slowly replaced by chocolate and video games. Soon, his demons had been vanquished by the power of Zelda and Mario. He attended school, and the people around him made him feel like a normal boy. However, every adult knows the trouble that is buried deep inside the child, and are constantly waiting for it to return! FEAR FOR YOUR LIVES!! &lt;br /&gt;I can’t do a normal bio… it’s too boring.&lt;br /&gt; Alex McKenzie was born in Thompson Manitoba but his home is in Lynn Lake; it’s where he spent the last 17 years of his life. He lived with his mom, Auntie Denise, and sisters Samantha and Tabatha. Alex hasn’t been in Lynn Lake all his life though, he has traveled from coast to coast. traveling is one of his favourite pastimes, right next to video games. One of his favorite trips was when he went to Nova Scotia with his auntie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-3687256909939716940?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/3687256909939716940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=3687256909939716940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/3687256909939716940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/3687256909939716940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-alex-was-born-world-shuddered.html' title=''/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-2262783447430224228</id><published>2008-06-13T10:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T10:18:06.674-06:00</updated><title type='text'>aw!</title><content type='html'>Sakura?!? where'd you go? I cannot find you no mores!! ahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's beena  while since I've blogged... I've been pretty busy, but now everything is settling down. I'm pretty sure I passed the Math provincial, and I'm confident that I've passed math, so I can graduate! I hope so, or i'll be so heartbroken!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sniff...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-2262783447430224228?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/2262783447430224228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=2262783447430224228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/2262783447430224228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/2262783447430224228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/06/aw.html' title='aw!'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-3128816184129781744</id><published>2008-06-05T10:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T13:46:12.881-06:00</updated><title type='text'>destroyed</title><content type='html'>any chance of us still being friends, she just blew up with fucking dynamite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been very busy Fizz. with the church and math and everything else that has been going on, I haven't had time to go out, and lately, i've been extreamly annoyed with everything. and you don't know everything I do, so you have no right to assume that I've been doing nothing, and I really cannot believe how rude you just were. I'm sorry that my world doesn't revolve around you, but until you've walked a mile in my shoes, don't be so rude. never burn your bridges Fizz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-3128816184129781744?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/3128816184129781744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=3128816184129781744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/3128816184129781744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/3128816184129781744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/06/destroyed.html' title='destroyed'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-3286171249102805433</id><published>2008-05-28T11:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T13:41:52.484-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This Morning's Omlefuck/Fuckletts</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, me and Jody went for a walk up to the local convience store to pick up some bread and milk for lunch and breakfast respectivly. anyways, they had none of either. so, because I cannot live without my breakfast, I bought a dozen eggs with the idea I would cook some Omlettes. I mean I've done it before, it's not that hard really. crack three eggs into a bowl, add a bit of water or milk, and then toss it into a pan and cook with a lid. halfway though, toss two slices of cheese onto them, flip them, cook for a bit longer, and serve with salt and pepper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today I made two omeltes, and one omelefuck. yeah. it's an omlete that I fucked up. it didn't flip well... and it kind of turned into a weird half flip, and half open omelete, and a bit of water, or egg goop, (i'm not sure which) spilled out to make the omlette bigger... anyways, I made my little sister eat it. I looked at all three omeletes I made and cringed... they all looked sorta crappy... then my mom made one and it looked...absolutely.....perfect....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get my cooking skill up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-3286171249102805433?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/3286171249102805433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=3286171249102805433' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/3286171249102805433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/3286171249102805433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-mornings-omlefuckfuckletts.html' title='This Morning&apos;s Omlefuck/Fuckletts'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-1628809539599407854</id><published>2008-05-26T12:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T13:06:03.203-06:00</updated><title type='text'>He hates blogs... I wonder what he'll think of being in one?</title><content type='html'>I miss having friends. I have a Jody, and a sister, and that's pretty awesome, but it's just not the same as it used to be. me, Xel and Joker used to be stuck together like glue at the hips. oh yeah, sexy time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i've been alone for over a year. I don't have the friendship with anyone as good as I had with those two guys, and I don't think that I'll ever have a friendship as close to being as good with anyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One moved to Ashern, and the other too saskatoon. I've called them both several times, but it's hard to have a sexy time over the phone. it's just not the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, on saturday, my best friend showed up at my door unanounced. I kicked him and we both understood that our friendship is still as good as before. I also broke his headphones. but they're fixed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty great with Vernon around again, I teased him so much, and he teased me. then I beat him and he fliches so easily. he also let me play Jump! Ultimate Stars for the Nintendo DS for a while. It's pretty cool, if I could read japaneese, I could kick ass. he also gave me Final Fantasy 12, Disgaia 2, and Kingdom Hearts for the PS2. next time he's up, He's giving me Kingdom hearts 2. I had the chance to take Final Mix from him, but it would do nothing for me, so I let him keep it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time he's up, I'm giving him something permenant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this summer, right after Grad, I plan to go to saskatoon and visit him for a week, then come home to work. by then, Jody will have gone home to the bush, and i'll be alone until August. BUT NOT ANYMORE!! muhahahaha! Vernon's been gone since christmas 2006, and now he's moving back for the entire summer! we'll both have jobs, but we'll get to spend more than 24 hours together! it ought to be awesome! I was worried about being bored and friendless when Jody left, but now I'll have someone to be with. it still sucks that I'll be alone for over a month, but at least I won't be alone, alone. if that makes any sense to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in September, I'll have a suprise for everyone! look forward to it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-1628809539599407854?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/1628809539599407854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=1628809539599407854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/1628809539599407854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/1628809539599407854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/05/he-hates-blogs-i-wonder-what-hell-think.html' title='He hates blogs... I wonder what he&apos;ll think of being in one?'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-7930462598771005229</id><published>2008-05-23T09:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T10:07:52.939-06:00</updated><title type='text'>more pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SDbpvmu-TAI/AAAAAAAAAFg/RRBn5nQyFV8/s1600-h/CIMG4934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203603423533878274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SDbpvmu-TAI/AAAAAAAAAFg/RRBn5nQyFV8/s400/CIMG4934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, it's Mario Kart. It's so fun!&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SDbpxmu-TBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/VZCUOlypEYM/s1600-h/CIMG4935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203603457893616658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SDbpxmu-TBI/AAAAAAAAAFo/VZCUOlypEYM/s400/CIMG4935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, The Wii Wheels!! they're so fun!&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SDbpyWu-TCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ilNqRhvVK2Y/s1600-h/CIMG4936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203603470778518562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SDbpyWu-TCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ilNqRhvVK2Y/s400/CIMG4936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, it's my libary of wii and Gamecube games. if you can't see, look lower&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SDbpymu-TDI/AAAAAAAAAF4/M7NudLTY_pE/s1600-h/CIMG4937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203603475073485874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SDbpymu-TDI/AAAAAAAAAF4/M7NudLTY_pE/s400/CIMG4937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, Wii games!! they're so fun!!&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SDbpzGu-TEI/AAAAAAAAAGA/QOTYK2NJc6Y/s1600-h/CIMG4938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203603483663420482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SDbpzGu-TEI/AAAAAAAAAGA/QOTYK2NJc6Y/s400/CIMG4938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I drew this in english class today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, that's my schooling. I think it shows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-7930462598771005229?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/7930462598771005229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=7930462598771005229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7930462598771005229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7930462598771005229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-pictures.html' title='more pictures'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SDbpvmu-TAI/AAAAAAAAAFg/RRBn5nQyFV8/s72-c/CIMG4934.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-1905513811931601053</id><published>2008-05-22T13:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T14:00:09.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FIVE-OH!!!</title><content type='html'>lol, last night I was downstairs at the Libary with the libarian Jody and her friend and we got the cops called on us. apparently the lady upstairs didn't know we were down there and she thinks the Libary is supposed to be closed. which it is because it's under construction, but it's a cool place to access internet. anyways, we had  a copper come downstairs and ask us why we were down there. it was pretty lame ass!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, I got math finished, which makes me happy. Mario Kart Wii is still proving to be great fun with the wii wheel. I like it alot. the only problem is when me, my little sister and Jody play, jody jumps for the gamecube controller which is so much easier!! I always lose to her. damn yoshi lover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the courses are great, the Karts handle well and the bikes are a nice new touch. I still prefer the classic Kart of course. I seem to be a pretty traditional type of guy. in smashbros I still play with Link. I have for almost 10 years auctually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the game I'm playing right now? COMMAND AND CONQUER, TIBERIAN SUN! (GDI missions)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-1905513811931601053?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/1905513811931601053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=1905513811931601053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/1905513811931601053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/1905513811931601053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/05/five-oh.html' title='FIVE-OH!!!'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-2085915173680413839</id><published>2008-05-21T09:35:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T09:55:21.621-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've decided to do a picture day!! yay for me!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202855922697290594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SDRB5VHow2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/yXfejuoHUKw/s400/DSC03968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;hehehe, look, it's a jester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202855617754612562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SDRBnlHow1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/LByNuzuH-bk/s400/IMG_0084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;YEAAAAHHH! look, it's Alice Cooper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202856317834281842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SDRCQVHow3I/AAAAAAAAAEw/T6dVKISMzNA/s400/DSC03648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one my favourite pictures because of the albino corn snake... it was so cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202858718721000322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SDREcFHow4I/AAAAAAAAAE4/_PpFIzaQY10/s400/CIMG4179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;this is really one of my favourite pictures ever. it's hanging on my wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202859865477268370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SDRFe1How5I/AAAAAAAAAFA/YR4bsg5-lck/s400/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;oooh, bears are sexy... &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SDRFuVHow6I/AAAAAAAAAFI/CIpajAkYxIQ/s1600-h/Picture+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202860131765240738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SDRFuVHow6I/AAAAAAAAAFI/CIpajAkYxIQ/s400/Picture+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm drunkl...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-2085915173680413839?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/2085915173680413839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=2085915173680413839' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/2085915173680413839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/2085915173680413839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/05/picture-day.html' title='Picture Day!!'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SDRB5VHow2I/AAAAAAAAAEo/yXfejuoHUKw/s72-c/DSC03968.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-2915379776671668699</id><published>2008-05-16T09:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T09:48:21.995-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My days</title><content type='html'>my days have boiled down to thus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-wake up&lt;br /&gt;-have lil sister pund on my door for 5 mins till I get up&lt;br /&gt;-shower&lt;br /&gt;-eat&lt;br /&gt;-sleep or video games&lt;br /&gt;-school&lt;br /&gt;-more eat/try to dodge conversations&lt;br /&gt;-more school&lt;br /&gt;-home and homework/try to dodge conversations again&lt;br /&gt;-video games&lt;br /&gt;-more video games&lt;br /&gt;-eat&lt;br /&gt;-games&lt;br /&gt;-sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, I try to dodge conversations now. they end up in arguements pretty fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways, it seems like my grade twelve class is prety grade 12. it's friday and there's a party. everyone's gonna go out and get drunk tonight. but I don't drink, so I sit at home and be a slight hermit again. But Jody will be home today!! so I'll spend time with her. it'll be so nice. It's amazing how long a week is when you have noone to give you a hug!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I also found out that I'm balding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, no joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M ONLY 17 YEARS OLD!! HOW CAN I BE BALDING??!?!?!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grab my hair and pull. not even hard like, and I have a fistful of hair. this is just wrong!! I've always prided myself on my sexy maitence free head of hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, I shampoo and conditioner only once every other day. sometimes three days, depends how lazy I am. and yet, my hair still comes out as sexy as can be!! how is that I am balding??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stress perhaps?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-2915379776671668699?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/2915379776671668699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=2915379776671668699' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/2915379776671668699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/2915379776671668699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-days.html' title='My days'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-7425523537224908903</id><published>2008-05-14T10:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T10:12:13.973-06:00</updated><title type='text'>lockdown</title><content type='html'>well this is exactly how i want to spend 15 minutes of class.... lying under a table, hiding from the people who want to hurt me... cuse the sucerity alerts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way the secutiry alerts work, if there's someone downstairs attacking people with a gun, then everyone hides!! and if they're holding poor boba at gun point, then they can make her say anything. thats why we need the codeword. so we know that it's safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...mind you, it's better than the alternitive, writing notes on how to trespass properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey, I won 20 bucks from my teacher with my superior googling skills. he probably owed me for some day watching the kid anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was my class at 11, how was yours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-7425523537224908903?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/7425523537224908903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=7425523537224908903' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7425523537224908903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7425523537224908903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/05/lockdown.html' title='lockdown'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-4606280575175293583</id><published>2008-05-13T09:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T09:51:08.488-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Post...</title><content type='html'>This is the first post from my brand new laptop!! I know, be amazed and excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's black and sexy! I wuv it so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, but there's not much to this post other than to say that I have a new Laptop! Ain't it great?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-4606280575175293583?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/4606280575175293583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=4606280575175293583' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/4606280575175293583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/4606280575175293583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-post.html' title='The First Post...'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-758742537766177977</id><published>2008-05-12T14:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T14:12:50.711-06:00</updated><title type='text'>curses!</title><content type='html'>well I'm alone for a week. this sucks. I have nothing to keep me on track, and I have way too much time on meh hands. last night I watched a movie, ate some icecream and chocolate milk, wached the making of Heroes, and when I felt tired, I glanced over to the clock, and it was only 10. so I watched most of the special features of Heroes, nursed my sore belly, and slowly fell asleep. sleeping was pretty tough too. so that sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class today was pretty good however, we made a big pros/cons list on abortion, Legalizing Pot, FAS, and pro sports players wages. I enjoyed the debate of pros and cons with my class. even if I was sitting alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around lunch, I was walking home, and I realized something that really annoyed me. MP3 players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now don't get me wrong, I love my MP3 players, but people who abuse their music playing abilities to listen to music constantly. I'm pretty sick of the lack of new music on my MP3, so I have no idea how people can listen to their ipods for 8 hours stright/5 days a week. another thing, parents/guardians who wear MP3's while walking with their kids, or people wearing ipods when walking with anyone is just riddiculus. what if a clown stole the child and threw it in a van and the mommy couldn't hear the child because she had to know every lyerc to 'git down'? and while someone is talking and the other person is wearing headphones, I just want to bite them! grr.&lt;br /&gt;I have no one to talk to anymore! WRAGLE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30%;"&gt;oh jody...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-758742537766177977?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/758742537766177977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=758742537766177977' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/758742537766177977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/758742537766177977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/05/curses.html' title='curses!'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-301382740418286641</id><published>2008-05-08T09:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T09:55:16.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LAST ONE STANDING!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I remain as the final person blogging. I glance around at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;desecrated&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;remnants&lt;/span&gt; of what used to be a glorious utopia of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;blogland&lt;/span&gt;. Now, there are only crumbled remains. My memories are still fresh, I can still hear the laughter of children and the rushing of water from a nearby brook and the occasional &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;outburst&lt;/span&gt; as someone leaves an outrageous comment...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;yeesh&lt;/span&gt;, I could write a book starting with that. I think my arch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nemesis&lt;/span&gt; would be the Church for 2 reasons:&lt;br /&gt;1)It's always the Church. no matter what's going down, the Church is behind it&lt;br /&gt;2) the Church will never go away. that's the problem with a really great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;villain&lt;/span&gt;, you can't kill them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it would be a very short book because I would know who's behind all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mischif&lt;/span&gt; before the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mischif&lt;/span&gt; even begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;noone&lt;/span&gt; blogs anymore. Jody puts pictures on and Wendi is good for a laugh and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Sakura&lt;/span&gt; blogs too, but it's not like before. oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-301382740418286641?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/301382740418286641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=301382740418286641' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/301382740418286641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/301382740418286641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-one-standing.html' title='LAST ONE STANDING!!'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-773684676353155560</id><published>2008-05-05T13:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T13:40:00.783-06:00</updated><title type='text'>blank</title><content type='html'>plans&lt;br /&gt;change of plans&lt;br /&gt;drastic change of plans&lt;br /&gt;new plans&lt;br /&gt;new plans to include other plans&lt;br /&gt;plans shattered&lt;br /&gt;new plans built&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so someone has been a real big B word to me as of late. And the stupid thing is that she's holding onto just one thing and keeps rubbing it in my face. I really hate it. she used to be so...cool, talkable, and fun, but now she's just a beartrap to be around. and she wonders why I'm never around her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleah. i'll be posting a re-done fanfic soon once I bring it to school and paste it into fanfic.com. I love tales of symphonia, but I used to have really shitty grammer and shitty writing skills. you should look back into my first posts and find that out! then you'll be really scared as to how quickly someone can develop skills in writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm just kind of rabling on and on, so...&lt;br /&gt;so long and thanks for all the fish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-773684676353155560?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/773684676353155560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=773684676353155560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/773684676353155560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/773684676353155560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/05/blank.html' title='blank'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-1473857106143751888</id><published>2008-05-02T13:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T14:25:09.081-06:00</updated><title type='text'>class today</title><content type='html'>what are the three parire provences?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....yukon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prince Edward Island&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;Newfoundland&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;fredrickton?&lt;br /&gt;...no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;parire &lt;/em&gt;provences&lt;br /&gt;thicket portage?&lt;br /&gt;no, thats just a greesy smudge on the map. lawl.&lt;br /&gt;whats a thicket?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're supposed to use google to find pictures of town&lt;br /&gt;why do I need pictures? I can see it right out the window! now go do your work. both of ya! &lt;em&gt;(there's two in this class....)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's friday!&lt;br /&gt;so what? yesterday was thursday! get to work! you lazy... geez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;get to work&lt;br /&gt;i'm done&lt;br /&gt;you've been sitting right there the whole class&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel like working&lt;br /&gt;when do you feel like working?&lt;br /&gt;.........can I break this?&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;I lost my earring...&lt;br /&gt;so?&lt;br /&gt;you have to help me find it&lt;br /&gt;no I don't&lt;br /&gt;yeah, you made me take it off&lt;br /&gt;so? I also told you not to bring it back to class.&lt;br /&gt;man, it cost me 12 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;well, aint that a shame.&lt;br /&gt;....Can I go home?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;but it's friday!&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you what, I'll give you tommrow off.&lt;br /&gt;o...hey!&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;(stands up and walks toward the door)&lt;br /&gt;hey!&lt;br /&gt;(smiles and walks back to his chair)&lt;br /&gt;bad dog, no doughnut for you!&lt;br /&gt;I was going to leave 25 minutes early!&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, by the way, this is my 100th post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-1473857106143751888?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/1473857106143751888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=1473857106143751888' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/1473857106143751888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/1473857106143751888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/05/class-today.html' title='class today'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-5563054377003813506</id><published>2008-05-02T09:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T10:40:55.405-06:00</updated><title type='text'>law</title><content type='html'>well... I lost as a defensive lawyer yesterday. I just don't think I'm cut out for this carrer. my client murdered someone and was found guilty. oh well, she'll have fun in Jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, Xbox sucks, Nintnedo is making a comeback and the Sony failed. they were doing so well, and it flopped. i'm pretty sure I shared this history lesson before anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nintendo ended the video game drought back in like1988 with the nintendo/famicom. then the super nintendo/famicom came out and introduced amazing graphics (for the time) around 1990ish. then the 64 and the Sony playstation came out. the 64 came out first as was one of the first homeconsoles to use a joystick and more than two buttons. the playstation kicked the 64's ass. then the gamecube, PS2 and the xbox came out. gamecube flopped, xbox did alright, and the ps2 got 4 times the sales of the gamecube and the xbox put together. now the Wii, the xbox 360 and the PS3 are out. wii has a lot, xbox is sligthly below, and ps3 isn't doing so well. of course nintendo is making games!! comeon sakura!! nintendo is awesome!! maybe they don't make gamecube games anymore, but nintendo is still making games.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-5563054377003813506?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/5563054377003813506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=5563054377003813506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/5563054377003813506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/5563054377003813506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/05/law.html' title='law'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-7251859224817799206</id><published>2008-04-29T14:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T14:14:38.539-06:00</updated><title type='text'>old game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/6/6d/Tales_of_Symphonia_case_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 396px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="505" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/6/6d/Tales_of_Symphonia_case_cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; what a wonderful game! I know I have a video game blog, but this game is great, so I'm advertising it here. It's my favourtie game, and the sequal comes out sometime this fall! i'm so excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-7251859224817799206?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/7251859224817799206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=7251859224817799206' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7251859224817799206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7251859224817799206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/04/old-game.html' title='old game'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-8636060162094189357</id><published>2008-04-22T09:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T10:42:27.178-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cell Phones</title><content type='html'>The funny thing about Cell Phones is that they don't have to have the ring sound for the person calling you. for example, Joker's phone, when I call him I get the Super Mario Theme instead. this is what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joker's Cell number&lt;br /&gt;1-306-***-****&lt;br /&gt;The number I dialed&lt;br /&gt;1-304-***-***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every other number was the same, but it was another cellphone, I know that. anyways, I got this really really gay opera/titanic mix song type thingy... so after I got to the voice mail, I hung up because Vernon doesn't get my voice on his voice mail. then I called again, only this time using the proper number, and it worked. I phoned the other number again to show Jody the song and why I thought Vernon finnaly came out of the closet. then just as I was about to Call Vernon again, someone phoned me. me and Mom picked up the phone at the same time, but I stayed quiet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My mom will be in Italics...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hello!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello? (he had a slight east indian accent.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hello.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who is this?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is My mom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you phoning me? (but he sounded friendly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but you phoned me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You phoned me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm so lost!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I didn't hear really what happened after that, because me and jody were trying our hardest not to burst out laughing and ruin everything.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, they hung up and I almost peed myself from laughing. woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, I wrote a murder case for Law, enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all fictional too, so no worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex’s Case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aliesha, Jody, and Vernon were sitting at Aliesha’s house on Friday night watching movies. Jody left late that night and returned home, leaving Aliesha and Vernon alone. The next morning, Aliesha came to Jody at Jody’s house terrified and covered in blood. She gave Jody this confession&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Jody left Aliesha’s house, she and Vernon watched movies for another hour and a half. When Aliesha was about to go to bed, Vernon suddenly began to make sexual moves on her. She fought him off, and ran out of the house with Vernon chasing after her proclaiming his love for her. As it was nearly 4 in the morning, no one saw them run. Aliesha ran towards Lynn River and Vernon chased her the entire way. She eventually got tired, and dashed into the bushes. Vernon continued to chase her. Vernon caught her quickly in the bush and pushed her down to the ground. She screamed and an early morning jogger, and Aliesha’s boyfriend, Arland heard her and found Vernon on top of her, trying to rape her. Arland fought Vernon for a short while before Vernon ran with Arland chasing him. Aliesha began to wait on the road for Arland to return to her. Nearly 10 minutes later, Vernon stumbled out of the bush, holding on a bloody stick. Vernon stated that he killed Arland and that there was no one to stop him from having her as his wife. He attacked her, and knocked her out.&lt;br /&gt;When she awoke, she was in the passenger seat of Vernon’s car, tied down tightly. He was driving away from Lynn Lake. She screamed and struggled against the ropes, but to no avail. About half-an-hour out of Lynn Lake, Vernon stopped the car to defecate. As he was outside, she pulled a small knife that was wedged between the seat cushions, and cut her self free. She ran away from the car. Vernon quickly noticed and chased after her with no pants on. He quickly caught up to her, and grabbed her shoulders. She turned around and faced him quickly and stabbed him in the shoulder with the small knife. He maintained a tight grip on her, and she stabbed him again in the other shoulder, and then in the chest. He released his grip on her and she stabbed several more times. He fell to the pavement, and she assumed him to be dead. She dragged his body into the bushes along the side of the road, and concealed it with some branched and dirt. She took his car, and drove to Jody’s. She arrived at Jody’s house and told her all this. Unknowing to the pair, Tabatha was in the next room and heard the whole thing. She quickly called the police and reported murder. Vernon’s body was found on the side of the road outside of Lynn Lake. Arland was not dead, but only knocked out and found himself at the hospital after a fisherman found him on the bank of Lynn River with a severe case of amnesia. The murder knife has still not been found. The blood on Aliesha was found to be Vernon’s.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-8636060162094189357?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/8636060162094189357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=8636060162094189357' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/8636060162094189357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/8636060162094189357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/04/cell-phones.html' title='Cell Phones'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-4246744213537357041</id><published>2008-04-18T09:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T09:46:24.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'>wargle!</title><content type='html'>wargle!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teh end is a comin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, just kidding. but My list of things to do has just EXPLOADED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Watch first season of heroes with Jody- DONE!!&lt;br /&gt;-get all acheivements in Brawl (including the 'play multiplayer for over 100 hours mode... i have about 30) -not quite...&lt;br /&gt;-Watch all of genshiken (already downloaded) - not quite... i think i'm on 7 out of 12&lt;br /&gt;-watch all of Escaflowne- NO! i think we're on 12/26, but have only got 14 episodes.&lt;br /&gt;-watch first season of Ctrl-Alt-Del - once it comes in, yeah&lt;br /&gt;-finish re-reading Lamb- *slobber*&lt;br /&gt;-watch disc one and two of Threshold -not even started&lt;br /&gt;-start and finish reading bloodsucking feinds, Fluke, You Suck, A dirty Job, and another two that I can't remeber right now...&lt;br /&gt;-Start and finish Final Fantasy 12 once it comes in next thursdayish&lt;br /&gt;-watch all 24 episodes of Samurai Champloo.&lt;br /&gt;-Watch Tenatious D and Run Fat Boy Run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm sure that there's more on that list that i never even thought of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i can't complain about being bored...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-4246744213537357041?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/4246744213537357041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=4246744213537357041' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/4246744213537357041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/4246744213537357041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/04/wargle.html' title='wargle!'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-3798045735639861020</id><published>2008-04-16T14:14:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T14:25:00.169-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Badguy flowchart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SAZglXFFodI/AAAAAAAAAEY/rO3FuHpUFYY/s1600-h/thingy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189941815557857746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SAZglXFFodI/AAAAAAAAAEY/rO3FuHpUFYY/s400/thingy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SAZeRHFFobI/AAAAAAAAAEI/19jgZaelKEE/s1600-h/thingy.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...i think I became addicted to flowcharts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-3798045735639861020?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/3798045735639861020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=3798045735639861020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/3798045735639861020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/3798045735639861020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/04/badguy-flowchart.html' title='Badguy flowchart'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SAZglXFFodI/AAAAAAAAAEY/rO3FuHpUFYY/s72-c/thingy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-7692314796704818917</id><published>2008-04-16T10:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T10:18:51.675-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Law flowchart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SAYmzHFFoXI/AAAAAAAAADo/NZVNTM7oyuc/s1600-h/law+thing+1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189878280106647922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SAYmzHFFoXI/AAAAAAAAADo/NZVNTM7oyuc/s400/law+thing+1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SAYmzXFFoYI/AAAAAAAAADw/ZHBM9BQLWkg/s1600-h/Law+thing+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189878284401615234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SAYmzXFFoYI/AAAAAAAAADw/ZHBM9BQLWkg/s400/Law+thing+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SAYmz3FFoZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/THh1sCKwtP0/s1600-h/law+thing+3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189878292991549842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SAYmz3FFoZI/AAAAAAAAAD4/THh1sCKwtP0/s400/law+thing+3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SAYm0HFFoaI/AAAAAAAAAEA/GjEtaRr4nQI/s1600-h/Law+thing+4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189878297286517154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SAYm0HFFoaI/AAAAAAAAAEA/GjEtaRr4nQI/s400/Law+thing+4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; what a sexy flowchart...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-7692314796704818917?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/7692314796704818917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=7692314796704818917' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7692314796704818917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/7692314796704818917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/04/law-flowchart.html' title='Law flowchart...'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SAYmzHFFoXI/AAAAAAAAADo/NZVNTM7oyuc/s72-c/law+thing+1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-1956716963181357231</id><published>2008-04-14T14:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T14:37:00.635-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ARG!</title><content type='html'>oh the pains of the mouth have returned just to put me back in my place. it's not so bad this time around though, they are low in the mouth, and thus, it doesn't hurt me to eat, but they are a pain in the ass if I want to enjoy my Ketchup!! BWARGLE!&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;anyways, I just finished reading The Goon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189201934426677602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SAO_qnFFoWI/AAAAAAAAADg/blY9g9ZVb28/s400/The+Goon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's really funny. except for China town. that almost made both me and my girlfriend cry. i don't cry often, but it came close. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The story is a young boy whose parents either died or abandoned him was left with his aunt Kizzie, who was a circus strongwoman. (she practised her wrestling moves on poor goon) anyways, he grows up and works as the head of the Lazrio family, defending he terroritory from zombies that are on Lonely street who work for the preist. he always has his buddy Frankie on his side. he's such an amazing friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-1956716963181357231?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/1956716963181357231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=1956716963181357231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/1956716963181357231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/1956716963181357231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/04/arg.html' title='ARG!'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SAO_qnFFoWI/AAAAAAAAADg/blY9g9ZVb28/s72-c/The+Goon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35810512.post-8474597572363212504</id><published>2008-04-14T10:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T10:21:04.318-06:00</updated><title type='text'>for one person only</title><content type='html'>&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35810512-8474597572363212504?l=kohonaninja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/feeds/8474597572363212504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35810512&amp;postID=8474597572363212504' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/8474597572363212504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35810512/posts/default/8474597572363212504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kohonaninja.blogspot.com/2008/04/for-one-person-only.html' title='for one person only'/><author><name>Pyro-kun45</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17368633173556009776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VZoXR_Ow49I/SwRoK-AazeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/VwklEECFPwg/S220/Alex+cam+1+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
