<?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-7991398727911584417</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:21:53.284-07:00</updated><category term='trannys'/><category term='dr. pepper'/><category term='dan reilly'/><category term='wawa'/><category term='cold world'/><category term='navy'/><category term='child abuse'/><title type='text'>dont try to stop me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link 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understood why or for what reason they felt like that but i complied because i had no choice. so when i would be young and little id lay in my bed at night with my bible i had from my holy communion in third grade and the gold cross and chain i wore around my neck 24/7 from my grandma that ive had since birth i would lay and basically make deals with "god" one of them being that if he were to take any member of my imediate family that he would basically be getting a 2 for 1 special. that i wouldnt let anyone pass without me. lately my mom has been feeling weird and i keep thinking back to that night i layed there and made those deals with "god" and i think about if anything happends to her what will happen to my family and i keep finding my self crumbling and breaking down and its starting to really get in my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-3228177933402221869</id><published>2009-04-29T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T20:22:46.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update.</title><content type='html'>today i found out that my license has been suspended for a month, i had no clue it is done already and i only have to pay 25 bucks or some shit to get it back i figured once i get paid next week or get my taxes back i should probably do that. during that i time attended traffic court and i dont know how those assholes thought i got there and it somehow slipped their mind to tell me license was suspended but i could honestly care less. during my time at court i had 2 warrants for my arrest 1 of which was a bench warrant which is basically a warning and the other was an instant arrest warrant which means if i basically looked at a cop crooked i get locked up...glad i knew about that...oh wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats the downside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything has been pretty good lately on a personal level been hangin with all my rude dudes and wild boys in the city and hangin out and shit and its been pretty tight. full circle just got done recording a new 7 hopefully we find somone to press it but i dont know the first thing about doin that or going about that but whatever. i am in love with a pretty lil lady and she is basically my world lately with my license being suspended and all she is trying to keep me calm and relaxed alot and it rules. she is the most perfect. i think this weekend im goin to long island with some wild boys should be a wild time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im into life at the moment who knows whats gonna happen next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-3228177933402221869?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/3228177933402221869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=3228177933402221869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/3228177933402221869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/3228177933402221869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2009/04/update.html' title='update.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-8372027370813355332</id><published>2009-04-01T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T17:07:15.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the facts</title><content type='html'>i dont shower enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;united blood was fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this girl rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are alot of gay black people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need money strictly for shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my job sucks huge dicks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not moving to 15th and tasker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my license is suspended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;id like to go to new york and stay there for good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to go to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dog is not as huge of a bitch as she used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a new phone so text this number now 267 994 7951&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its no wonder why i never update this is boring me as im writing it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-8372027370813355332?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/8372027370813355332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=8372027370813355332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/8372027370813355332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/8372027370813355332'/><link rel='alternate' 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border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313153207961174050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gandfather(bebop) used to be my best friend him and my grandmother (gram) were the people that i confied in as a youngster. my gram always cared for what my opinion was on situations with my family and things of that nature so basically she always liked to hear what i had to say, so it was easy for me to talk to her about anything, anytime, any place. as for my Bebop he was my other half he liked to show me things and would make up little projects for me and him to do i.e bulding boats, and soapbox cars for absolutely no reason at all, shit ruled. my gram passed away in 2006 from some sort of cancer it was bullshit and i never felt so torn up in my entire life, shortly after my mom got diagnosed with breast cancer. id say this was the starting point for my "i dont give a fuck about anything" movement but, all during that bullshit my Bebop was still there for me giving me rides places and helping me out when i needed a few bucks here and there and would call from time to time to see how i was doing and shit. lately i feel like hes kinda been trying to distance himself from my family or something and it bums me out and i just kinda dont know how to handle it, its like somone you looked up to all your life just kind of slowly fading away. it really bums me out, i miss listening to frank sinatra and driving to the jersey shore with him and i hope that i can do that as many more times as i can for years to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-7183875000453888901?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/7183875000453888901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=7183875000453888901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/7183875000453888901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/7183875000453888901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2009/03/gone.html' title='Miss you'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SbwcsT3AwCI/AAAAAAAAAGA/smj_jb4u2_0/s72-c/IMG_0929_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-8756128852349776026</id><published>2009-03-12T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T21:52:35.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so.</title><content type='html'>i honestly dont know what to say, people are being mad whack lately for no reason i dont know what i did or who i offended or threw under the bus or whatever but it seems like eveytime everyone hangs out anymore atleast one of my friends is sweatin me, maybe i should lay low for a while this shit is getting annoying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-8756128852349776026?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/8756128852349776026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=8756128852349776026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/8756128852349776026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/8756128852349776026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2009/03/so.html' title='so.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-3359277587779837601</id><published>2009-03-04T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T17:08:45.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>week end</title><content type='html'>ok so this past weekend was probably one of the best in a while alot of cool things went down. ugh right now im sitting on my couch wanting to walk to wendys or saladworks but its really fucking cold so i think thats out of the question, i think tonight marissa is having people over her house tonight and thats were i will end up going....as for the weekend....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday got outta work early had the whole house to myself because my dad was sleeping at my uncles with my brothers and my mom was in texas for some shit so we played a show at the teen center with times up and cut short and that was as cool as it could be i guess haha after the show we went to some party in germantown with scott and all the girls were dressed like cave en with like loin clothes and shit it ruled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday i woke up pretty late and met up with the boys then we all went to edison for the have heart, mom, my luck, bracewar, the rival mob, bad seed show and that was awesome after the show we went down to the rutgers campus and went to the grease trucks and i got a sandwhich called the fat bitch it ruled. also somehow i managed to leave new jersey with a girlfriend which i am fucking stoked about still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday times up was playing the ringworm have heart show at the moose and they decided to split a set with us so we hopped on and played 3 songs and it was mad fun ringworm was amazing and i left before have heart frankly because i dont really get into that band so i dont know what all the hypes about but o well. it snowed like a shit load and i went sledding monday and it was amazing good shit everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-3359277587779837601?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/3359277587779837601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=3359277587779837601' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/3359277587779837601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/3359277587779837601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2009/03/week-end.html' title='week end'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-167192747800525280</id><published>2009-02-24T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T23:28:43.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my blob</title><content type='html'>um. things are really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will have money soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nothin to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to the flyers game tommorow(free beanie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to go to work tommorow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i put staples into human flesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ow 406 dollars to philadelphia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um thats it i guess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-167192747800525280?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/167192747800525280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=167192747800525280' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/167192747800525280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/167192747800525280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-blob.html' title='my blob'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-1590119533098479737</id><published>2009-02-19T09:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T09:31:36.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>two timer?</title><content type='html'>word?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-1590119533098479737?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/1590119533098479737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=1590119533098479737' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/1590119533098479737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/1590119533098479737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2009/02/two-timer.html' title='two timer?'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-2875540796727864647</id><published>2009-02-18T23:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:09:39.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blacklisted</title><content type='html'>a simple word with a simple meaning, when you go with a girl and it ends shes blacklisted. meaning that it would probably not be cool with you if any of your friends started to pursue this bitch. its pretty simple and once you put the statement on the table it should be understood by your friends, because they are your friends and they respect you.....right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy maybe you faggots need a dictionary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off the scraps&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-2875540796727864647?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/2875540796727864647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=2875540796727864647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/2875540796727864647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/2875540796727864647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2009/02/blacklisted.html' title='blacklisted'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-5523209186278313283</id><published>2009-02-17T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T00:27:38.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ugh.</title><content type='html'>i havent been sick like this in a while usually when im sick i can eat shit and keep it down but nothing is staying in my stomache i dont know how to spell. well anywho i havent taken anything and i cant stop coughing ive thrown up 3 times today and alot more than that over the past few days. kelseys v day party was a blast had a good time at marissas and the show yesterday was one of the best in a while i dont know really what else to write because shit in my personal life is basically the same for the most part. yea&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-5523209186278313283?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/5523209186278313283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=5523209186278313283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/5523209186278313283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/5523209186278313283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2009/02/ugh.html' title='ugh.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-231929766934779014</id><published>2009-02-11T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T00:02:18.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>same old shit</title><content type='html'>im broke&lt;br /&gt;i owe philadelphia like 200 bucks&lt;br /&gt;i need a girl&lt;br /&gt;my job sucks&lt;br /&gt;hangin out with new people and they rule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah shut up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-231929766934779014?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/231929766934779014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=231929766934779014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/231929766934779014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/231929766934779014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2009/02/same-old-shit.html' title='same old shit'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-8544970639390471914</id><published>2009-02-08T21:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T21:09:51.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOATS AND HOES</title><content type='html'>couldnt find an image, fuck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-8544970639390471914?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/8544970639390471914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=8544970639390471914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/8544970639390471914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/8544970639390471914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2009/02/boats-and-hoes.html' title='BOATS AND HOES'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-6707979021369505284</id><published>2009-02-03T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T23:57:32.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>masturbation</title><content type='html'>a subject that really hasnt been discussed much in the blog world and im not gonna get into detail here but il will say this, it rules i aint ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holla&lt;br /&gt;holla&lt;br /&gt;holla&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-6707979021369505284?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/6707979021369505284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=6707979021369505284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/6707979021369505284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/6707979021369505284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2009/02/masturbation.html' title='masturbation'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-6229122888390460244</id><published>2009-01-28T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T15:26:39.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>somethings i just cant get</title><content type='html'>like why any girl on this planet has found me attractive in my lifetime, this i just dont know. when i was younger i was very full of myself and considered myself to have a sort of "baby face" bbut now i feel like everytime i look into a mirror i want to put my fist through it and act like i never saw my reflection. this weight must be lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dig&lt;br /&gt;dig&lt;br /&gt;die&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-6229122888390460244?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/6229122888390460244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=6229122888390460244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/6229122888390460244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/6229122888390460244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2009/01/somethings-i-just-cant-get.html' title='somethings i just cant get'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-6055745453637138484</id><published>2009-01-28T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T08:32:30.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>snow day!</title><content type='html'>every day of my life is a snow day, god dam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(actually laughing)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-6055745453637138484?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/6055745453637138484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=6055745453637138484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/6055745453637138484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/6055745453637138484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2009/01/snow-day.html' title='snow day!'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-8476185609668868651</id><published>2009-01-28T01:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T01:23:26.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SYAkBhWIrsI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Ss53mgDXdkQ/s1600-h/sadcat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296272770337386178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SYAkBhWIrsI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Ss53mgDXdkQ/s320/sadcat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the facebook status, away messgaes, blog posts, twitter updates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;its very childish of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7991398727911584417-8476185609668868651?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/8476185609668868651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=8476185609668868651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/8476185609668868651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/8476185609668868651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2009/01/sorry.html' title='sorry'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SYAkBhWIrsI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Ss53mgDXdkQ/s72-c/sadcat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-982742075304357998</id><published>2009-01-28T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T01:18:16.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>snow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SYAixq7ogeI/AAAAAAAAAFg/5PQwvk_6MTc/s1600-h/snow22jan0087jx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296271398521045474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SYAixq7ogeI/AAAAAAAAAFg/5PQwvk_6MTc/s320/snow22jan0087jx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im stoked honestly. this night has been one of the most fun ive had in a while doing next to nothing. after farting around till like almost 9 me and dan persuaded my dad that he didnt need the car for work and that he should let me use me so me and dan drove to kelseys new apartment on the temple campus vury nice lots of fun hangin with everyone ott,pre,jannes,pinto,kyle,kelsey,bobby bunz,dan,roomates 1 and 2 good times just sitting around and doing nothing, i havent talked to kelsey in a while i missed that. after leavin me and dan were driving home and it dawned on us that neither of us were tired/ready to go home, so we rolled to dans and he got ready for sledding and then we went to my house and i got ready for sledding and we went sledding on the hill behind the school behind my house, mad fun i just got back like 15 minutes ago i love doing shit like im a little kid it rules. i said god dam its fun to play in the snow.&lt;/div&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/7991398727911584417-982742075304357998?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/982742075304357998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=982742075304357998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/982742075304357998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/982742075304357998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2009/01/snow.html' title='snow.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SYAixq7ogeI/AAAAAAAAAFg/5PQwvk_6MTc/s72-c/snow22jan0087jx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-1832598867325681471</id><published>2009-01-27T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T13:44:35.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>high hopes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SX-APbdXMpI/AAAAAAAAAFY/CV3uo_4RnGE/s1600-h/cool-grey-spizike-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296092689368298130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SX-APbdXMpI/AAAAAAAAAFY/CV3uo_4RnGE/s320/cool-grey-spizike-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;got a pair of these bad boys on hold till 8 o clock at night tonight.&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;all i need is 160 bucks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7991398727911584417-1832598867325681471?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/1832598867325681471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=1832598867325681471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/1832598867325681471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/1832598867325681471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2009/01/high-hopes.html' title='high hopes.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SX-APbdXMpI/AAAAAAAAAFY/CV3uo_4RnGE/s72-c/cool-grey-spizike-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-1747093195841613376</id><published>2009-01-27T11:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T11:34:46.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its just not a good time</title><content type='html'>let me know when its good for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-1747093195841613376?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/1747093195841613376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=1747093195841613376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/1747093195841613376'/><link 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diner on easton road right outside of doto. so we get there and we all eat about 4 plates being as loud as possible the whole time and making a huge fucking mess everytime one of us goes up to get more food upon leaving we all got ice cream cones for the road, so of course me and dan thrwe ours at cars parked in the parking lot and willy soon followed upon laughing all of our asses off we started to leave until it happend... 1 cough. i coughed one time and a few jimies from the sunday come up and everything else from the meal come up too soon to follow was a shitload of mucus and jimies out of my nose after that dan started throwing up and then followed scott meanwhile behind us willy was gaging because he was watching me throw up and then preston cried out at one point that he was indeed peeing his pants. not sure that that happend but you could imagine shit was pretty fun. one of the better nights ive had in a while shit ruled. i love all of mah dudes. a few days ago i got a sweet tati from maxs roommate the other night of a sailor jerry pinup girl and the shit rules im stoked on it. this weekend should rule and if it doesnt ill be supre bummed. its late im tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-5882383176545078840?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/5882383176545078840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=5882383176545078840' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/5882383176545078840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/5882383176545078840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2009/01/buffet-yikes.html' title='buffet yikes'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-1598706964989688659</id><published>2009-01-12T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T10:30:57.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>double dealer</title><content type='html'>so now at this point in time in my life my parents feel the need to keep letting me know how much of a broke peice of shit low-life i am. so about a week ago my dad felt the need to get me out of bed and take me out on a job hunting sort of tour de france we went to like 5 teamster halls and like 6 car dealerships wasnt stoked but whatever none called me back so that worked. today i wake up and my dad said he called dave chapman (owner of all chapman ford car dealerships) and that i should be expecting a phone call from the parts dept around 1 and it is now 1:30 and still no phone call. the other day out of the blue dan started talking to me about going barber school and how he was gonna go in march and how i should go so ive decided.....yea sure, i mean what else am i doing with my life and im pretty sure barbers do pretty well so fuck it why not. lately things have been going  pretty well money aside the other day i went to the diner with kate, danielle, and sean it was fun i had pie ala mode for the first time and had a sweet singalong with some awesome people after i got dropped off for soccer practice i went home and went to sleep. i dont really like week days anymore because alot of my closer friends are still in high school and i cant see them during the week its definately a bummer but i guess when i start going to school we will both be in the same boat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-1598706964989688659?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/1598706964989688659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=1598706964989688659' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/1598706964989688659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/1598706964989688659'/><link rel='alternate' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-3353113530207275138</id><published>2008-12-31T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T10:33:15.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 in a nut shell.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SWuM2Lvt_yI/AAAAAAAAAFE/LFTtY5DJLX0/s1600-h/IMG_0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290477049770540834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SWuM2Lvt_yI/AAAAAAAAAFE/LFTtY5DJLX0/s320/IMG_0118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah yes back to the blog once again, i dont have any catchy openers no cool slogans or anything. ill be real the only good thing thats happend to me in the past few weeks has been seeing the cro mags. aproximately 15 minutes ago a 200 lb branch fell from the tree infront of my house and it smashed my car into just about nothing both windsheilds and sunroof are fucked. its not really my car but i drove it alot and i was kinda happy that my dad was gonna fix it after i rearended some dude but now hes junkin it and im inda bummed cause looking at that wreck all i see is the year 2008 cracked broken and shattered 2008 i graduated high school and thats about the only thing worth mentioning. not one other tree on my block so much as dropped a twig from its branches but the one thats on my lawns at my house had to drop a 200lb branch, why? it is just my/my families luck. i meen the past month or 2 has been great dont get me wrong,friends ive made, people ive met, places ive gone it is all good but on the other side of that i feel like life is only good when im not here. it only feels like life is shit when im alone. id rather be with my friends/family outside of my house because life is happy ouside this dumb fucking house. i just dont get it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-3353113530207275138?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/3353113530207275138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=3353113530207275138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/3353113530207275138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/3353113530207275138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008-in-nut-shell.html' title='2008 in a nut shell.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SWuM2Lvt_yI/AAAAAAAAAFE/LFTtY5DJLX0/s72-c/IMG_0118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-7359508950024417100</id><published>2008-12-22T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T15:16:15.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>days like these</title><content type='html'>the past 2 days have been pretty sick im not gonna lie, the other night we went down to the city for the ,mom, war pigs, down to nothing show and after the show about 10 of us went to applebees and just hung out and shit, probably one of the funnest nights ive had in a while. after stuffing my face with some nasty boneless hot wings we went back to doans house and me scott and ott all slept over dans house and he got darsy to come over with her tattoo gun and we all knew we were getting some shitty tattoos that night i got PMA on the top of my leg and scott got a giant x on the bottom of his foot i dont understand how he bared that much pain but it actually doesnt look half bad ott didnt want anything so then it was dans turn he picked out a peice of sailor jerry flash for me to tattoo on his leg and for my first tattoo it didnt come out to bad ill put the picture up later but its pretty rad haha. yesterday we didnt do anything special sat around and then eventually went to the kop mall with like 1000 people and then me ott and dan all went and saw yes man i think it was pretty funny, go see it. today me and dan woke up around 2:30 i felt like shit and i have been for the past couple weeks just caughing shit up and my throat swlling up like a fucking watermelon, anywho we met up with scott and we got some mcdonalds and weve just been sitting around in scotts room listening to records for the past few hours and i gotta say im not trying to leave anytime soon this is sick just sitting here with my boys bein bums just listening to music and shootin the shit its cool, dont know whats goin on tonight.&lt;br /&gt;looking up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-7359508950024417100?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/7359508950024417100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=7359508950024417100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/7359508950024417100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/7359508950024417100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/12/days-like-these.html' title='days like these'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-7311127883601326395</id><published>2008-12-17T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T22:57:29.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>partpartyparty</title><content type='html'>so contrary to how shitty things have been lately today was actually pretty sick, i went to work didnt get yelled at that much got out on time, went home hung out with dan and preston then ott came and we went down to the ubiq holiday party and shit was kinda whack at first but then it started gettin ill when a bunch of us were just sitting outfront yelling at people and shit it was cool shoutouts to eebs and collin for comin through and chillin and staying cold, shout out to max for coming through lookin like 2 face and shit, shout out to bob and his niggas for coming through and chillin, shout out to lexi and marissa for hangin out and pizza, and last but not least shout out to my main nigga dan this dude has been home for 2 weeks and has basically given me a new wardrobe i meen this dude is hooking me up left and right, i cant thank him enough shit like that makes me feel awesome when moneys so tight and shit is not goin so good for me, moral of the story love that dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing else to say really tonight was tight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-7311127883601326395?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/7311127883601326395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=7311127883601326395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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wrote in this blah blah blah i dont have any sweet opener for this shit. the past few days have been lame as fuck im not gonna sugar coat anything im broke as fuck my job sucks and so does everyone who works there, i dont have a car, i thought the girl i like was atleast starting to like me and a friend of mine just told me today the complete opposite, i have no money for christmas presents for people and i honestly wouldnt be bummed if it wasnt so embarrasing like my little brother has money to buy everyone some shit for christmas and i dont have a dime to my name, i feel like shit just keeps gettinig worse and worse and its not getting any better. im stoked on this chick and i dont get why im being such a pussy about telling her, well i was now that i know 100% that shes not into it i think im gonna give it a rest. shit sucks i feel like if i made it any more obvious id have to write it on a t shirt or some dumb shit but what is there to do?  althoug i hate all this shit and the stuff thats been goin on lately i like my house during christmas time and shit cuse my family does all this shit together and its kinda cool. but other than that shits not fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-6154793214977335251?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/6154793214977335251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=6154793214977335251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/6154793214977335251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/6154793214977335251'/><link 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and i fucking rearend this asian dude, i hit my face on the steering wheel hard enough for my nose to start bleeding so i get out of the car and tried asking if he was ok, the second he realized nothing was wrong with his car he hopped back in a left me there, so here i am standing infront of my now busted up car with my nose all bloodied up and its pouring, this cop pulls up and tells me i should go since the dude didnt stay and that it would have been my fault anyways so i leave and go to my moms store cause god knows if i went home me and dad woulda had to throw fists once again. so i go to the store and of course my moms chill about it and she like helpin me out and shit and fuckin i even filled out a new job application and shit. it was tight. we get home and my dad actually seems pretty chill about the whole thing until everyones done eating and he starts taking low blows at me saying shit like "clean the table, cause you dont do shit around here anyway" and "you have no responsibility in anything that you do, why bother?" just dumb shit that was really gettin under my skin so me and him had it out just a few minutes ago and here i sit right this second writing in this dum blog that nobody reads, thinking to myself that im not gonna change a thing. its not my fault it rained today and that the car i was driving is a peice of shit. im not gonna appologize for some shit i cant control, my head is pounding and im about ready to get the fuck out of here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;genocide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-9049435176325993641?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/9049435176325993641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=9049435176325993641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/9049435176325993641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/9049435176325993641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-know-its-early.html' title='i know its early.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-6120689385127521717</id><published>2008-12-10T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:05:28.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>things...</title><content type='html'>things i like...&lt;br /&gt;shower&lt;br /&gt;spend money&lt;br /&gt;hangout&lt;br /&gt;legit girls&lt;br /&gt;cute girls&lt;br /&gt;sneakers&lt;br /&gt;money&lt;br /&gt;diners&lt;br /&gt;riding a bike when i have one&lt;br /&gt;staying out till right before the sun comes up&lt;br /&gt;gshock watches&lt;br /&gt;supreme&lt;br /&gt;cute girls&lt;br /&gt;the beach&lt;br /&gt;55th street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i dislike...&lt;br /&gt;working&lt;br /&gt;thinking about shit that doesnt matter&lt;br /&gt;having crushes on cute girls and them not knowing&lt;br /&gt;throwing up&lt;br /&gt;people who ski&lt;br /&gt;kids with hair that touch their ass&lt;br /&gt;people who call me dogg&lt;br /&gt;stuck up faggots&lt;br /&gt;fucking up&lt;br /&gt;guitar hero&lt;br /&gt;sneakers&lt;br /&gt;working&lt;br /&gt;working&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was cool i worked from 9- 1 then i met up with scott then we met up with dan then we went down to the city cause dan wanted to get a jackey or someting so we went to the store and shit and he got a sick jacket. then we were gonna go chill with collin and heebs and then scott had to be home so we roll bounce. once home ott came over then we met up with drsean preston then we went to the diner in warminster and we met up with bob and bob then we ate i had some gnarley sandwich and i just threw it up a few minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the dumber side my head got midfucked today i was sitting and thinking about so much shit earlier today i wont think i wanna think again for a week. somethings/people you just cant get out of your head i guess. i still stand for everything i said in that last blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would be cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dstry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-6120689385127521717?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/6120689385127521717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=6120689385127521717' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/6120689385127521717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/6120689385127521717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/12/things.html' title='things...'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-5105740779497720163</id><published>2008-12-09T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:38:58.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>most of the time</title><content type='html'>sometimes i wonder how i get myself in these situcations i try to look from a third person point of view and that just makes me feel more pathetic, i really dont know what else to do anymore this shit is definatel starting to fuck with my head, you know and so do i it would work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it would&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-5105740779497720163?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/5105740779497720163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=5105740779497720163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/5105740779497720163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/5105740779497720163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/12/most-of-time.html' title='most of the time'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-5199931138239263579</id><published>2008-12-08T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T00:19:36.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2</title><content type='html'>holy fuck! no bullshit and i sware to shit that my house is 100% fucking haunted i just got home about an hour ago i went upstairs to my room got undressed brushed my teeth and all that good shit then i went downstairs and started watching zoolander and all of a sudden it felt like somone leaned in and whispered in my ear loud as fuck...NO! and i literally almost shit myself. i imediately shut everything off and come up here(my room). once up here i had the urge to piss so when i thoought the coast was ghost free so i goes out and go to the bathroom and start pissing and i looked out the door and all the lights are on downstairs but nobody had left their room so o go down and say "hello" theres no response the first time then i kinda raise my voice and go "HELLO!" and then the scariest fucking moment of my life happened i walked in the kitchen and a glass fell off the counter i watched it slide off onto the floor like somone had pushed it i fucking ran up here and said fuck it and didnt clean that shit up needles to say yea im probably being a bit of a pussy about the whole thing but what the fuck man shit like this has never happened to me before and anything remotly close to shit like this always happends to me around christmas, moral of the story is im not going downstairs tommorow morning till after everyone in my house is up and down there at the same time. FUCK IM SCARED. all the hair on my legs arms and neck is stading straight up.&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-5199931138239263579?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/5199931138239263579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=5199931138239263579' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/5199931138239263579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/5199931138239263579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/12/2.html' title='2'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-6600062872904305002</id><published>2008-12-08T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T00:10:11.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1</title><content type='html'>ok so the show yesterday was hot as shit we played first and i couldnt tell who was into it or not i dont care either way im stoked on this band i hope we do some shit. then throw me overboard played pop punk band/new hottness check em out. then force fed played this was their first show back and they got a sick ass reaction. then no luck played and i moshed with a prostetic leg. then hollows played and everyone moshed hard as shit. balance and composure had a acoustic set and that was actually pretty sick. show was sick. pizza was good. dr.bob rules. i got the shittiest paycheck the other day and now i have next to no money to spend on all you assholes for xxxmas. um im stoked that my fam like really gets into xxxmas and shit cause everyone like does shit around my house and decorates and shit and it makes me feel like im young again like i was like 7 puttin ornaments on te tree and shit and i miss doing tht and not having anything but that on my mind while i was doing it. i need more dough so i can get my chest started and be super fuckin gnarley and shit im done blogging about this subject because im too stoked to write the next enrty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-6600062872904305002?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-2505750410591052794</id><published>2008-12-03T23:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:58:07.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>word.</title><content type='html'>today was sick i woke up extra early and didnt feel like a peice of shit i had to go drop my dad off in northeast so he could go help a family friend go to jersey to dry dock his boat. shortly after i was late for work but nobody cared cause im basically the only one who does shit in the morning so they just waited for me to get there to start. after work i went home chilled and napped for a minute played drums for the first time in a long time scott came over and we just chilled around and talked about doing a cover for the show saturday at rickys 18 birthday show, should be a good time i hope everyone comes out. afte we went to scotts me preston and ott went down to hang with devon for a little which was cool as usual then we visite kelsey cause we aint seen here in a minute. on the way home i shit you not we saw a body with like 5 cop cars around it and you could just see this body laying there lifelesson the ground and it makes you think how quick shit can go, you know what i meen?  tommorow is probably gonna suck but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone come out saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dstry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-2505750410591052794?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/2505750410591052794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-6051859036429710828</id><published>2008-12-02T22:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:42:13.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>to blog or not to blog?</title><content type='html'>that is the only question i guess you could be asking yourself when your lying in bed at 1:35 am in nothing but boxers freezing your ass off. today i woke up early and cleaned all day and listened to my dad tell me how i should buy some rental properties and get tnants and blah blah blah. after that i rolled over to scotts then we bullshitted around his house waited for ott to come the we went to KC'S alley in ambler that has the 5 dollar tuesday menu and it was sweeet. after that scott had to go home cause hes like 12. so me and ott rolled up to the doto and kicked it with sean who i have been chilling with alot more lately and he is probably one of the most real ass dudes i know, so (shout out to dr.sean holla) after that i went home and sat around for a little then i drove own to devons to take a second look at the full circle shirt designs, after looking them over we send them to cold cuts so hopefully theyll be done in a week or 2. i got like 21 dollars till friday and thats the most money ive had in 2 weeks i need a new job or something i dont know.  ummm i got some dumb crush on the same girl i always crush on. im going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dstry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-6051859036429710828?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/6051859036429710828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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then we went back to scotts dicked around then i was going to go to a family party but heebs called me and told me to come to maxs so me preston ott and scott went to maxs party it was rad there i saw a lot of people i havent seen in a while, max mishell, barb, allie and kelly, heather, fat sean, jeff, alot more people i cant think of. it was a sweet time some random black dude who was like 30 something came in and could chug a beer in like literallt 5 seconds flat and it was funny as shit cause he was just walkin around drinkin everyones beer and it ruled, max made some shit called brass monkey which was beer mixed with orange juice it looked nasty but he let me have a sip and it wasnt bad. im stoked i saw all those people last night i havent since the apartment days and i missed em all.  i dont really have much more to write but if i think of anything ill come back and write more i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat&lt;br /&gt;sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;destroy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-8990084618926748716?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/8990084618926748716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=8990084618926748716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/8990084618926748716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/8990084618926748716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/11/eat.html' title='eat.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-5213093858127842424</id><published>2008-11-25T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:06:01.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm....</title><content type='html'>i have found myself going back to drawing in a sketchbook more and more recently, drawing you used to be a great escape for me but i cant help but ask were it escaped to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just came back from new york 2 days ago i went up with preston, devon and ott we stayed in chinatown in a hotel called best western the room only cost 150 for the night and i could definately see myself going back very soon and staying there again, it was a pretty ganrley time you know a whole bunch of walking a little bit od money spending a little eating here and there pretty sweet weekend i bought a supreme beanie and a new supreme 5 panel im stoked on em bt i am also broke and was before that trip so now im selling a whole bunch of stuff wasting space in my hellhole of a room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately on a more personal note i feel pretty content, except for the shortage on money everything has been pretty good, i havent been updating this as mch as i used to because i dont feel like people read it so i havent really bothered with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lifes good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;destroy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-5213093858127842424?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-4115756998284744212</id><published>2008-11-17T15:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T15:21:27.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>down and out.</title><content type='html'>so the past few days have been abnormally shitty. last night i was in a horrible mood for reasons that dont need to be explained on this blog, but after coming home from theshow and hangin with devon and havin a fun ass day heebs calls me to hangout at like 12 at night so i was stoked cause me an him havent chilled together for a while so it was cool we took a drive down to tiff and lauras and we watched a good bit of stand by me then round 2:30  we left. so im driving down braod street and i get to cecil b and broad the lght turns yellow i go through it and a cop pulls a u turn and pulls me over, so im bummed as hell and after about 45 minutes of sitting there like idiots the cop gives me a $118 ticket for blowing a red light and says "i would go to the court hearing and tell the judge the light was yellow when you went through it, i wont figt you on it, if you dont go itll be 3 points on your license" that being said....WHY THE FUCK GIMME THE TICKET IN THE FIRST PLACE MAN? so bummed now i have to pay that and go to court in january on top of that theres been an hous cu at work again and im not making enough money as if i worked everyday 24 hors a da i would make enough money. shit is lame lately homie dan is getting sent to mast on wednesday and might be getting sent to restriction for up to 45 days which means homie aint comin home for another few weeks. im not gonna bullshit i feel like everytime i try soeting or think something is gonna work i just hit aother dead end. after dead end. after dead end. from the bottom of my heart...fuck everything.&lt;div 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out.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-2344573431071557494</id><published>2008-11-06T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T23:57:55.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new world disorder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SRP1ADSwCfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/CnxCy1uIyew/s1600-h/1_Phillies-Logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265821770558999026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SRP1ADSwCfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/CnxCy1uIyew/s320/1_Phillies-Logo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to catch you up on things lately if you havent been awake for the past week or two obama won....care?......nah. the phillies won the world series for the first time that ive been alive ive been waiting 28 years and im only 18 weird right? anywho i think that everything lately is bullshit i dont know were i stand on quite a few situations that are currently burdening me. im abput 400 bucks in debt and it aint gettin any better. oh well fuck it. i got my chest priced the other day and im quite stoked, at the same time im still quite broke.&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;see you in a week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-2344573431071557494?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/2344573431071557494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=2344573431071557494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/2344573431071557494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/2344573431071557494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-world-disorder.html' title='new world disorder'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SRP1ADSwCfI/AAAAAAAAAEI/CnxCy1uIyew/s72-c/1_Phillies-Logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-4239662623194058060</id><published>2008-10-28T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T23:52:34.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Care</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SQgIJnBTeXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/LunQ8gU4lvA/s1600-h/honest_bum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262465125768722802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SQgIJnBTeXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/LunQ8gU4lvA/s320/honest_bum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have lost touch with a few people lately and its not that its getting to me but i have noticed that i dont see max anymore or heebs or jared or drew or alot of my old friends its crazy to thinkthat only like a few months ago you wouldnt catch me on a night were i wasnt with the neaster team its crazy we all just kinda fell apart after the apartment was done and shit crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my dude dan is in good shape today they told him that they are going to do the best they can to get him out of the navy as quick as possible so that he is able to come home and get gnarley with me and shit wich is cool, i think i figured like since we all have diffrent lifestyles and shit when dan was around we all inda hung out together and he was like the backbone of everything we did he always had a plan or something for us to do so maybe when he gets home shit will be back to they way it was?..... if so thatd be sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i recently joined teh bandz called full circle with scott b, ott, and joe fasano. its pretty cool concidering they already have songs made and all i have to do is write and get ignorant and shit, we are playing some battle of the bands monday at scotts school for a benefit and this will be my first show with the band gotta say im kinda stoked to be paying in a band again......wow that sounded super lame. whatever dont care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thinkin about buying a camera, not really sure why i think its because whenever im just kinda walking along by myself i kinda notice shit that would make for a good photo i guess, like tonight when i was walking down 13th street and this bum was just sittin there jerkin it and when i walked by laughing he said " hey man of you was me youd be doin the same thing to stay warm" and thats when i realized today was awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7991398727911584417-4239662623194058060?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/4239662623194058060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=4239662623194058060' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/4239662623194058060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/4239662623194058060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-care.html' title='No Care'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SQgIJnBTeXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/LunQ8gU4lvA/s72-c/honest_bum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-3608397298516438653</id><published>2008-10-26T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:42:13.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i been thinkin</title><content type='html'>i think sometime soon im gonna just wakeup one day i aint workin and drive to the oc and hangout for a day or two and just stay in bed all day haha as lame as that sounds. i know i know everyone says "i just want that person whos gonna lay in bed with me and be a bum all day" im jumpin on that wagon because i was thinking about it and i think that would be gnarley wake up at like 12 stay in bed and go to the beech and be lazy on the beech haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah shutting up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i more game for da phils!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-3608397298516438653?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/3608397298516438653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=3608397298516438653' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/3608397298516438653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/3608397298516438653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-been-thinkin.html' title='i been thinkin'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-5229703955428146534</id><published>2008-10-25T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T08:42:23.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>help me.</title><content type='html'>i think im about donw with parties, they are just a good place for really awkward shit to happen that i dont know how to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gabbys party was fun and happy birthday gab but everyone at that party sucked i dont like a good majority of the people who were there..sorry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trash talk tonight going by myself woo hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck everything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-5229703955428146534?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/5229703955428146534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=5229703955428146534' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/5229703955428146534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/5229703955428146534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/10/help-me.html' title='help me.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-1881663773434493308</id><published>2008-10-21T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T15:38:49.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last night.</title><content type='html'>yesterday devon came over then we waited around for ott and preston to come pick s up then we were on our way to maryland about 2 and a half hours later we had arrived in baltimore first up was let down they played with no problems at all despite what many thought was going to happen with the whole beef thing. then second was ceremony with the drummer of blacklisted and the bassist of some other band their singer looked like he just rolled out of bed and was complaining of having to deal with more than one species of lice living on his head. after ceremony blacklisted was up and everyone was siked and they plaed amazingly with joe being there they played eye for an eye second it was amazing during their set some dickhole in the back wouldnt shut up but that didnt really effect me to much with me being in the front. anton rough was next to me quite drunk and i had to hold him up on more than one occasion to be able to tie his shoes and other shit haha that dude rules. we left after blacklisted because none of us really listened to have heart or ruiner but from what i heard they both played well. it was a fun night and the stage was perfect for what we intended for. good luck guys seeya in november.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent updated on a personal note much, i dont really feel like writing how ive been kinda bummed lately so thats why i havent written much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get paid friday foreal this time so i cannot wait for that to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-1881663773434493308?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/1881663773434493308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=1881663773434493308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/1881663773434493308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/1881663773434493308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-night.html' title='last night.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-4084517229170489641</id><published>2008-10-14T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T23:42:16.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>im sick.&lt;br /&gt;im tired.&lt;br /&gt;im bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am also sick and tired of being bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i jst be better now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-4084517229170489641?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/4084517229170489641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=4084517229170489641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/4084517229170489641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/4084517229170489641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/10/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-8990921746789102094</id><published>2008-10-08T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T23:38:05.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trapped.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SO2mxwb-D-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/gkXHzm8_0lI/s1600-h/love-hate-baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255039713957253090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SO2mxwb-D-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/gkXHzm8_0lI/s320/love-hate-baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;why do i feel like im stuck here all i do is go to wrok go home go to city and dont do anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need purpose and i feel like nothing i do has any substance this is all bullshit leading up to nothing fuck everything they told you in school "if you can dream it you can do it" within weeks of gaduating high school all my hopes and dreams went out the window along with my youth is what it feels like. i feel like im being forced to "grow up" and all i wanna do is go back to being 15 and skating everyday and not giving a fuck about anything and die young and die having fun not some old peice of shit sitting in a bed on life support shitting mysel when im in my 70s going "man i should have done more with my life" this blog isnt going to make sense to anyone who reads it except me, its alright im about over this thing too just like eveything else. i keep letting myself down and everyone else around me....im sorry. im sorry. im so sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant do anything worth reconizing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think im bipolar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title='Trapped.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SO2mxwb-D-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/gkXHzm8_0lI/s72-c/love-hate-baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-8775976740363733600</id><published>2008-10-07T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T22:18:28.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yikes siked</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SOxCnc7vqfI/AAAAAAAAADw/N4ajh3tLFgg/s1600-h/pics034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254648110783638002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SOxCnc7vqfI/AAAAAAAAADw/N4ajh3tLFgg/s320/pics034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this week is pretty sick so far i have done someting constructive everyday haha for the past 3 days ive gone to work. tommorow im going to work then after that im going to meet up with ott maybe get a haircut and then go meet up with preston so he can get his color done on his chest. then thursday im working too and at night im goin to MUNICIPAL WASTE at some rando ass bar on south street. friday i get paid for the first time in months...thatll be gone by saturday. saturday is mongoz, true colors, suburban scum and some others at the church in edison and then sunday is the sabbath and im layin low for my lord.....666.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sellin a whole bunch of shit so if you wear a size small shirt or size medium and feel like spendin some guap talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word is bond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-8775976740363733600?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/8775976740363733600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=8775976740363733600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/8775976740363733600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/8775976740363733600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/10/yikes-siked.html' title='yikes siked'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SOxCnc7vqfI/AAAAAAAAADw/N4ajh3tLFgg/s72-c/pics034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-5083156423782303781</id><published>2008-10-07T00:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T00:18:24.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not everything happends after midnight</title><content type='html'>is what my pops said ths morning when i woke up at 2: 30 in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hes rght i need to stop sleeping at these weird times its ttall fuking with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;badnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-5083156423782303781?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/5083156423782303781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=5083156423782303781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/5083156423782303781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/5083156423782303781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-everything-happends-after-midnight.html' title='not everything happends after midnight'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-2194584738530800369</id><published>2008-10-06T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T00:22:04.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unfinished buissness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SOm8jgQobsI/AAAAAAAAADo/VWzJeLe91K4/s1600-h/Shipley-Donuts-Do-Nuts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253937758445530818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SOm8jgQobsI/AAAAAAAAADo/VWzJeLe91K4/s320/Shipley-Donuts-Do-Nuts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have no clue what to write about i am completely drawing a blank here. i came up with that title and just kinda rolled with it oh well, since im here i mydes well talk about something. last night i went to the city with mikey alex ott and myself and we walked around caused a ruckus i almost fought some gay duder in the gayborhood cause he tried takin a swing at ya boy but i wasnt gonna let homie slip up and hurt himself so i was the bigger man and walked away haha. um mikey and alex couldnt get into the uarts dorms cause they are young gunnas. mikey got a new back tire haha. i drank lots of coffee. peed in washington square with some middle aged woman bum staring at me and my mans in the process.....needless to say a bt awkward. tonight we went back down but this time it was me preston and ott and we rolled to devons dorm i was thinking that we were gonna go see that movie nick and noras thing but we didnt so we ended up taking a road trip to checkers were bums fought over whos turf the checkers was and if anybody was giving the bum money they would have most def scrapped over it. then we went back to the dorm and all fell asleep drove home listened to title fight and lifetime then i got locked out of my house. called my dad about a half hour ago to come down and let a nigga in....he mad..then i came in and ate 3 yum yum donuts and now im just sittin here and thinking about how much its gonna suck to have to mow my lawn tommorow. lame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;donuts word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-2194584738530800369?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/2194584738530800369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SOm8jgQobsI/AAAAAAAAADo/VWzJeLe91K4/s72-c/Shipley-Donuts-Do-Nuts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-8772221388024445009</id><published>2008-10-04T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T00:51:10.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>somone see this dam movie with me pleeeeze?</title><content type='html'>somone find time in your busy ass schedule and go watch nick and noras playlist thing with me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or in some peoples cases watch halloween with me haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either wayy idk im tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random words random wordsrandom words poop dick vanns hookers black white burrito balloon ballroom skate bored money old bag poop dick haircut popcorn wall park blue left pinky finger nail lid skid fixed roseanne fresh prince family matters home improvement hot dogs waking up at 9 am fuck poop dick beanie lost found up down pok chicken nuggets poop dick socks blacks social worker philadelphia eagles miss america blanket michael jackson pj party lamesaice poop dick poop dick poop dick&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-8772221388024445009?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/8772221388024445009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=8772221388024445009' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/8772221388024445009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/8772221388024445009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/10/somone-see-this-dam-movie-with-me.html' title='somone see this dam movie with me pleeeeze?'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-1051488354509229069</id><published>2008-10-03T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T16:10:15.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>word.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SOamSSwhJjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SwkdG-uon_M/s1600-h/potbelly.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253068848577455666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SOamSSwhJjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SwkdG-uon_M/s320/potbelly.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can nowstop bitching about beig unemployed......yes ladies and gents i got a job, not the greatest job of all time but itll do the job for now. im going to be working at the new potbellys sandwhich place right outsde the willow grove mall its kinda seet im getting started at 8 bux nd hour and the place hasnt even opened yet. um plans for thisweekend.......none haha hit me up with plans and shit to do because id most likely be down to do anything.&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;cool?.....cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-1051488354509229069?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/1051488354509229069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=1051488354509229069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/1051488354509229069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/1051488354509229069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/10/word.html' title='word.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SOamSSwhJjI/AAAAAAAAADg/SwkdG-uon_M/s72-c/potbelly.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-3552287537907778750</id><published>2008-10-01T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:50:56.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SORFG5ltloI/AAAAAAAAADY/kH9YSStxYAg/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252399050261370498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SORFG5ltloI/AAAAAAAAADY/kH9YSStxYAg/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you ever feel like your excited for no reason? it is 11:37 and i have yet to leave myhouse once yet today, i took a shower, ate, brushed my teeth, got dressed like i was going somewere but i have nowere to go. i have no friends that live around me and eveyone else was busy and to make matters orse my dad had to use the car and my mom did some shit at her store. i have been in here all day and i a pett close to losing it. all i wanna do is leave i could go do just about anything right now i just want to get out of here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i know what your saying...ryan why dont you just find something constructive to do inside?....well heres the deal with that theres nothing do do im not a readr, i dont really play video games, i dont draw..atleast nbot much anymore and i have run out of t shirts to print shit on i couldnt skate becausre it was wet all day. even my brothers figured out a way to get of here somehow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how is it that i have absolutly nothing to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please explain to me as to why even whn i try to fid something to do whether it is constructive or not nothig happends..&lt;br /&gt;if ayone reads this please gimme some insight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-3552287537907778750?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/3552287537907778750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=3552287537907778750' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/3552287537907778750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/3552287537907778750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/10/fuck-everything.html' title='fuck everything'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SORFG5ltloI/AAAAAAAAADY/kH9YSStxYAg/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-4124830894266853769</id><published>2008-09-28T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T12:43:25.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>over it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SN_eVwOAf7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/uSyUbEHq-Oc/s1600-h/n608186386_679665_3967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251160155839561650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SN_eVwOAf7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/uSyUbEHq-Oc/s320/n608186386_679665_3967.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;last night was the last party at 7977 oxford ave for everyone the night was goin good everyone was havin a good time dancin like idiots and acting dumb and drunk and all that good stuff. then it started gettin late and everyone started clearing out and with that all going on people started arguing and pushing and shoving and mean muggin and stuff like that and then eventually in 7977 fashion a fight broke out over some dude looking at some other dude the wrong way words were exchanged we all got in the hall and max spartan kicked some dude down the stairs and we all eventually fell down the stairs and shit it was hilarious. the fight went out back to were everyones car was and some dude grabbed a tire iron out of his trunk and decided to hit just around 5 people with it and after that somone grabbed a skateboard and put it through that dudes rear windshield i dont know who any of the kids were cause i didnt really know anyone but shit was crazy after the dudes windshield was broke he drove outfront and everyone started brawlin. then i yelled cops so everyone would stop. everyone eventually scattered and eventually left it was a weird paty but it was fun ive had some of the best times of summer at that house and ill never forget all the good times there and all the cool people that i met there too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-4124830894266853769?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/4124830894266853769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=4124830894266853769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/4124830894266853769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/4124830894266853769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/09/over-it.html' title='over it.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SN_eVwOAf7I/AAAAAAAAADQ/uSyUbEHq-Oc/s72-c/n608186386_679665_3967.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-999773306067854735</id><published>2008-09-24T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T00:18:09.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>17 bux and a burger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SNnpqdyPV1I/AAAAAAAAADI/tavddwrZdhs/s1600-h/sonic_drive-in.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249483756436150098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SNnpqdyPV1I/AAAAAAAAADI/tavddwrZdhs/s320/sonic_drive-in.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today my mom asked me why im never around anymore and i replied "cause everythings boring here" she proceeded to agree and asked me if she could come hangout with me every once in a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to sonic today it ruled and i also found 17 bucks in the dryer when i was folding clothes....score.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tater tots are awesome with whiz cheese fight me if you disagree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7991398727911584417-999773306067854735?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/999773306067854735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=999773306067854735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/999773306067854735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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think?</title><content type='html'>im not going to the art institute for graphic design or for culinary fuck that it costs close to 21,000 a year that neither me or my parents have that kind of loot to be droppin on some dumb art school. so what am i gonna do instead im gonna try to get into a field (from a friend of a friend) called sprinkler fitting its when you go into a building and put sprinkler systems in when the contractors and stuff are all done building and shit apparently it pays pretty good, benefits, 401k, a pension, and after 5 years ill be making close to 100,000 a year thats pretty cool and the hours arent crazy either its from like 8-2 mon-fri and i got weekends off and paid 30 day vacation pretty sweet if you ask me. hopefuly it wont suck (it probably will) but until that kicks in i have no money so dont ask me for any...moochers. thats all i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night 3 middle aged black women driving down broad street proceeded to flash me ott and preston on more than one occasion..it ruled haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-8730442096048903204?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/8730442096048903204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=8730442096048903204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/8730442096048903204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/8730442096048903204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-have-come-to-conclusioni-think.html' title='i have come to a conclusion...i think?'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-7417481183943432543</id><published>2008-09-19T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T00:51:27.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>die hipster scum</title><content type='html'>so im gonna try to make this a quick one since i am going to try to wake up before 12 tommorow and go skate or something. anywho i just read an article on how badly hipsters suck and i totally agree they are the decline of civiliztion all they do is wear american apparel(not gonna lie i own some) smoke cigs drink coffee dance party dress stupid and snort coke....needless to say fuck em although reading that made me realize that 90 percent of the kids i see in the city are hipsters that owrries me. owell tommorow hopefully ill wakeup shower eat brush my teeth and go out and skate maybe get some wash done. i got someother shit to share but im to lazy now check back tommorow afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is no peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need money to buy things like shoes and clothes and a laptop so tell your parents to hire me for any oddjob they need done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-7417481183943432543?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/7417481183943432543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=7417481183943432543' 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type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SNH3H0N4ueI/AAAAAAAAADA/fT971uJRDIg/s1600-h/n1048083555_30096376_6996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247246754511370722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SNH3H0N4ueI/AAAAAAAAADA/fT971uJRDIg/s320/n1048083555_30096376_6996.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;its fall i can smell it now when i go outside in the morning in my boxers and drink coffe on my back patio when my bros get up for school. makes you think how fast does time really go without school. i looked into the art institte the other day for a second time ad im not that stoked on it to be honest. i cant say that i would enjoy going there especially because id be living in my house still. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today max asked me to move out and i dont know what to think of that i have no clue whats going on with me and dan moving out and i have no clue what im doing with my life i feel like evrytime i get on here i just bitch and whine like a little girl who doesnt get something she wanted at like a candystore or something. who knows and with that said who cares?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;all i wanna do is make money and hangout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am goin insane and i have no clue what to do with myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Could i wear this everyday, please?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-4502939270232050872?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/4502939270232050872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-7880404642980993088</id><published>2008-09-17T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T00:32:45.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>frisatsunmontuessssss.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SNCyltBH6oI/AAAAAAAAAC4/08Oz0iGw7a0/s1600-h/l_cfd6635fffd078d37491ed659d9c5bc2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246889926695840386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SNCyltBH6oI/AAAAAAAAAC4/08Oz0iGw7a0/s320/l_cfd6635fffd078d37491ed659d9c5bc2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i havent updated in a while but i dont think it matters much since like 2 people read this(sorry to you though) anywho...its tuesday and heres what ive done since the last tim i posted. FRIDAY i drove all the way to fucking lemoyne for a bracewar, wisdom in chains, mother of mercy and death threat show. the first band was called brick they took mad long to setup and sounded exactly like trashtalk and yea. then it was mother of mercy and it was fuckin sweet i personally coult figure out if kids were into it or not nor did i care cause i was havin fun during their set. then bracewar played and the drummer of swap ting filled in and they sounded pretty good kids went apeshit normal bracewar shit.. some dumb dude with a beard fought another dude with a beard and shit. then it was wisdom in chains and that was a big singalong so that was cool, then death threat played and they were tight as hell and definately killed it. i dont think that drive was worth it but it was all worth it when i went to sheetz afterwards holla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SATURDAY i went to the city with ott and then that night we went to some party and it was pretty sick red bull girls showed up and started hatin on me hard when i started puttin mad redbull in a backpack and was in the living room sellin em for a dollar each haha. collin was there which was crazy cause i just talked to him the other day and told him that i dont see him enough anymore everything was cool lots of histers were hatin on us and i got real ignorant with some dumb temple bitch needless to say good party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SUNDAY i slept all day basically and woke up just in time to get to the show in doto with layin waste this was my second time seeing them and they were tight as hell and it ruled. then it was bad seed from wilkes barre and they got so much heavier than last time i saw then and it was pretty siick. then it was the mongoloids i think and they played extra tight and played some stuff nobody expected it was nuts. mother of mercy played and ripped through their set with every song and a few new ones then cold world played and everyone went apeshit as usual. war pigs played aswell and played all the good ones and a few off their demo and as usually one of the funnest parts of the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MONDAY preston came down and we went to burger king and then we hung out with mikey bullshitted around willow grove for a little then met up with ott and went to the city and walked around and all types of shit and we hung out with devon and her roomates and watched the eagles fuck up once again then we drove mikey home late as hell for school the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that birngs me to today i woke up late as hell and ott came over we both feel like shit and so we eventually ended up goin to the city to hang with devv and stuff and ate some wendys came home hung with heebs and max watched heebs and max basically fist fight for about a half hour and then sat around and watched detroit rock city. now me and ott are in my basement watching some shitty movies and talking about what we are gonna do tommorow and right now it looks like a nature walk is in order and probably brekin glass bottles behind wawa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;RAGE.&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;-sir ry of cal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-7880404642980993088?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/7880404642980993088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=7880404642980993088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-6502438488290650412</id><published>2008-09-12T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T00:41:00.689-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trannys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dr. pepper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child abuse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wawa'/><title type='text'>another night in the city that hates you back..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SModBTf0mwI/AAAAAAAAACw/vK_Z5vU8dK4/s1600-h/dp.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245036624277183234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SModBTf0mwI/AAAAAAAAACw/vK_Z5vU8dK4/s320/dp.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was intresting i woke up at 1 and made myself food then i went back to sleep until 4. woke up went to the store picked up some shit for my dad for dinner waited for my mom to get home then i went to wall and skated till about 9 it was sick i havent seen crambart in a wile and me and him used to be inseperable i hope i see that bull more often hes mah main man. after all that was done when it got dark i decided to take a trip down to Uarts and visit devv then we watched half of waiting got really hungry and went to wawa with her friend whos name i forget..he was pretty cool tho on the way to wawa we saw a whole bunch of gay guys puching eachother around at some gaybar on 10th and spruce so after that little show we walked to wawa while in wawa of coures about 15 other people wanted a sandwich too and this dum asian drunk bitch kept calling sandwiches "sammanwishes" and it made me want to take a bottle of arizona and smash it on her stupid head. after about an hour of standing around with this bum that smelled like straight urine i payed and we routed up out that bitch. now on the way home some good shit was expected because every corner there was another big bass song playing and parties were poppin so about 4 blocks away from the dorms i see a white truck stop and let what seemed to be around 5 "women" get out of the car i knew instantly why they were dropped off on that corner by the peices of yarn they were sportin like clothes, as i waled by i figured out that they werent women at all. one said to me "hey, skully weres the party at you sexy little peice of white chocolate" im pretty sure she was callin me skully because i had a beanie on aka skully anyways i was erked the fuck out. so a few streets farther we see and father and daughter walking down the street its about 1 am and this little girl was no older than 3 years old walking down the street with her dad crying and her dad slapping her ass in mid air just about every 10 steps. after all that i went back got my i.d. and drove home at susquehanna and broad i was at a redlight and a bum came up to my car and pulled on the door handle and tried to get in and i pulled away fast as hell and started cracking up now im here sitting in my underwear bloging at 3:36 in the morning and ott is coming to my house early as fuck tommorow to go to the city to spend his paycheck on rediculous shit....i should go to bed. need more dr.pepper.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-6502438488290650412?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/6502438488290650412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=6502438488290650412' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-573437480477477701</id><published>2008-09-10T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T13:26:52.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kind of sick of this</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMgkKzSNCQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FwesNMXPexw/s1600-h/RedBullExpensive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244481534056794370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMgkKzSNCQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FwesNMXPexw/s320/RedBullExpensive.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you would think waking up around 2:30 everyday would be sweet but its not. i just woke up and my little brother came home from school. i need to find something to do if im not going to school yet. i need a job like a 5 day a week 9-5 job. right now im probably gonna go get a shower and try to go fill out applications somewere i have no clue. im pretty excited for the show sunday not gonna lie. there hasnt been a show that was this stacked in a while, and either tommorow or friday i think theres a bracewar show at the champ which i am also attending. i need food and a shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-talk to me (2679827879) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-573437480477477701?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/573437480477477701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=573437480477477701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/573437480477477701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/573437480477477701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/09/kind-sick-of-this.html' title='kind of sick of this'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMgkKzSNCQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FwesNMXPexw/s72-c/RedBullExpensive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-2525217679836024649</id><published>2008-09-09T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T15:08:13.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STINKY FUCKS!</title><content type='html'>..this is my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-2525217679836024649?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/2525217679836024649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=2525217679836024649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/2525217679836024649'/><link rel='self' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243940417738980450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMY4Br6lPGI/AAAAAAAAACI/flmgIht2w2U/s320/rj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sittin here once again and this time its 4:31 in the morning and so far its been another sleepless night im sitting in my bed with nothing but underwear and righteous jams and i could not be more awake. this whole staying up till sunlight thing sucks haha but whatever whatcha gonna do? anyways today(yesterday) was legit woke up late, didnt buy any of the fall supreme line because im flat broke till friday haha so i wont be buying anything till friday. after that i have no clue what ill be doin for money cause thats my last check from the pool and i should probably be lookin for a job of some sort. who knows &lt;strong&gt;who cares&lt;/strong&gt;? tommorow my plan is to skate and maybe look for a job and then go hangout with devon at night again cause she rules. maybe hustle some clothes who knows... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;on another not my situation as of right now could be me going to school in january at the art institute of philadelphia and go for culinary, or i could be movin to boston with dan reilly if he gets out of the navy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;its weird i say that like its no big deal, but i could actually be moving to boston and it is indeed a possibility.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-5078372354307211430?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/5078372354307211430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMY4Br6lPGI/AAAAAAAAACI/flmgIht2w2U/s72-c/rj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-3025483166108790333</id><published>2008-09-08T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T02:45:17.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5:32 am</title><content type='html'>...thats what time it is, and i sit here writing this completely awake. this is probably the 4th or 5th night in a row ive not been able to fall asleep. i have no clue why this is happening. this is the time in life when your supposed to be making all these big changes and decisions...atleast thats what im told. in the past week i think ive thought about ove 100 things i could do with my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i could go to school at the art institute for culinary and be a chef at some restaurant and make a good living and maybe someday opn my own restuarant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i could take a few classes at montco for a semester or 2 and then transfer to IUP and go to school up there to able to become a teacher or maybe an art history teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i could go work with my uncle under his "new guy he might be hiring" and then after a few months become a contractor for him and do garage doors and shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. i could join the pipe-fitters union because my dads friend has an "in" and it would be easy for me to get in..yes it is 100,000 a year but its also a waste of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. dan might be coming home is the rumor im hearing and when he does he doesnt wanna stick around and quite frankly neither do i, i think picking up with him and max and moving to a diffrent state and a diffrent city and getting a fresh start would be something sick to do....am i ready? who knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like lately my life is in shambles and if i dont pick something soon im gonna end up picking the wrong one and making a huge mistake that will effect me for the rest of my life. i wish i was still in hish school, and its so funny cause when your in high school people always say "when you graduate and your in the real world your gonna look back at this and wish you were still here"....its true high school was awesome i saw the same kids all the time we all hungout and there was really never any beef now all i see is the kids that i normally hangout with a bunch of shitty hipster kids that live in the city and do nothing but smoke ciggarettes and drink coffe and paint eachother. theres a war going on in my head and i feel like im losing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep feeling like i should give up and just take the union job and whatever happends happends but at the same time i know thats not me and id be better off doing something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the river runs red and i think im dying oh yea"-5&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; scene points for whoever knows the band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-3025483166108790333?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/3025483166108790333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=3025483166108790333' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/3025483166108790333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/3025483166108790333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/09/532-am.html' title='5:32 am'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-4451867771242345735</id><published>2008-09-08T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T00:47:32.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>things done changed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMTYiOOTrZI/AAAAAAAAACA/_JEx1CS7kf8/s1600-h/Picture11967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243553948611358098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMTYiOOTrZI/AAAAAAAAACA/_JEx1CS7kf8/s320/Picture11967.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was just looking through a bunch of old picture i have on my plaptop and i realize that most of the people in those picture (or th people who took them) i dont talk to /hang with/ see anymore and i meen yea it kinda makes you think why does everyone go places even some of my best friends..friends who i would hangout with day after day month after month i dont even talk to them anymore. i dont understand it. when i was younger and by younger i meen like 15 shows opened up a new horizon to me it ment being able to connect with kids in the area that dont go to my school and appreciate the same kinds of music i liked. i met kids from all over pa/nj/del and it was like something from another planet to the kids i went to school with...they thought of it as why would you be friends with somone who lives so far away? i was friends with these kids because even though they lives 45 minutes away when i hung out with them i had more fun in an hour with them then i ever did with the kids that lived near me. pisses me off that i dont talk to many of those kids just because a couple people graduated high school and a few peoples taste in music changed and they stopped goin to shows or stated going to diffrent shows. im not saying i based my friendships with people off of shows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; but it definately helped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-4451867771242345735?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/4451867771242345735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=4451867771242345735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/4451867771242345735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/4451867771242345735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/09/things-done-changed.html' title='things done changed'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMTYiOOTrZI/AAAAAAAAACA/_JEx1CS7kf8/s72-c/Picture11967.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-4684739126979481775</id><published>2008-09-03T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T22:35:09.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WAWA!</title><content type='html'>how did i know that if i was to log on to here just to check my messages and comments and bullshit that i was definately going to end up blogging about some bullshit again...well dan reilly came home and it was probably the best week of my summer so far ( no offense to anyone who thinks they had a better time with me, but....you didnt) anywho dan came home we raged a few times down in the city and all types of shit all the norm just hangin out destrying the neast slowly and being accused of breaking into cars by the neaster cops. we got new tats that was fun. went to see ceremony again in jersey and that was sick even though some kids like attacked scott b...lame anywho i have no clue what im talking about all i know is that its 1:32 in the morning and im contemplating going to wawa just to get a sammich...as a matter of fact i am....HOLLA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-THE O.G&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-4684739126979481775?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/4684739126979481775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=4684739126979481775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/4684739126979481775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/4684739126979481775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/09/wawa.html' title='WAWA!'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-624616985753618525</id><published>2008-08-28T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T11:32:08.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer vacation for the next 20  years</title><content type='html'>i dont know how to explain how im feeling, i feel frustrated that i cant tell you how it should be with me and you but i cant cause i know you would just get weirded out. funny thing is your probably like one of 3 people who reads this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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years'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-3615091570525985773</id><published>2008-08-07T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T22:43:42.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ocnj/ myrtle beach...miss you guys</title><content type='html'>hey its been a while and my last post here sucked because i was drunk. i hate that. i hate that i drink because its not really very fun unless im with really close friends. last week i went to south carolina with tony, paige, preston, biz, ott , gabby and myself i have to say it was one of the funnest things ive ever done in my life, we hung out and were staying at myrtle beach.....we went to the beach. it was awesome we just maxed out for the whole week and it ruled. lately ive been missing the beach in ocnj i miss going to the beach with my family everyday like i used to i think im gonna make a point to go down this coming week or the week after im not sure, i just miss ocean city haha as sad as that sounds its like my favorite place to be, and theres always a place there for me to stay so why not go? i miss being straight edge and being a happy kid 24/7 but hey whatcha gonna do? life lately is kinda weird ya know, everyone of my friends is like goin off to school and moving and shit like that but not me im just staying here and trying to sort out my life and it feels like i should be going somewere like i should be going back to high school next year but im not and its gonna feel so weird. who knows hopefully ill figure evrything out and eveything will be fine. thats all ive got for now i appologize for my horrible grammar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-3615091570525985773?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/3615091570525985773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=3615091570525985773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/3615091570525985773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/3615091570525985773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/08/ocnj-myrtle-beachmiss-you-guys.html' title='ocnj/ myrtle beach...miss you guys'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-7523364120510520920</id><published>2008-07-21T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T21:07:28.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE FUCKIN ASSHOLE CLUB</title><content type='html'>consisting of me and maxwell lesher wanna join?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its very easy just look at life as a cup thats half full and be fuckin assholes to kids everywere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start fukin kids lives up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love rycal/40cal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-7523364120510520920?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/7523364120510520920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=7523364120510520920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/7523364120510520920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/7523364120510520920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/07/fuckin-asshole-club.html' title='THE FUCKIN ASSHOLE CLUB'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-5347640855781826994</id><published>2008-07-20T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T23:07:44.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is nothing new and undiscovered</title><content type='html'>this is so weird, im home its 2:06am and i have work at 7 work. i work at a pool and i dont do much. the people there are all diffrent and it cracks me up. lately life has been mad wack i keep getting dicked over again again agian again man, its like a never ending vicious circle. it droves me nuts and keeps up sometimes. but what else is new thats life right? take it and accept it. ryan: your afraid of committment embrace it... i hate that but im at a point now were nothing rules or sucks its all shitty...&lt;div 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undiscovered'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-8730848091531834549</id><published>2008-07-07T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:07:38.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>recent.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SHJxf0H_2rI/AAAAAAAAAB0/iPZHsI04oYQ/s1600-h/elle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220359709457898162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SHJxf0H_2rI/AAAAAAAAAB0/iPZHsI04oYQ/s320/elle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;meh its been a while since ive updated this thing theres no reason for it im just super lazy now a days. lets see things you might not know i quit my job at whole foods because if i was to work there any longer i would have bgan to contemplate suicide. i recently got a tattoo by a family friend named kelly smith at body graphics in philadelphia. i graduated high school and it doesnt really feel that diffrent. ive been home fo 9 days alone and i have to say its been pretty boring without the fam around all i do is clean up my messes and do my wash...weird. i went to OC with myself to meet up with my family (thats were they have been for 9 days) and i left the next day tommorow i think i am going down again with ott tony and preston just because ott and preston have off work and me and tony are both un employed. im going to south carolina in like 3 weeks i think for a week and im kinda stoked on it because ive never been there and ive heard good things...fingers crossed. well thats alll i really feel like writing right now so yea im done.&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;me an baby elle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-8730848091531834549?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/8730848091531834549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=8730848091531834549' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/8730848091531834549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/8730848091531834549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/07/recent.html' title='recent.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SHJxf0H_2rI/AAAAAAAAAB0/iPZHsI04oYQ/s72-c/elle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-5460070822029679038</id><published>2008-06-01T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T20:45:53.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the big apple</title><content type='html'>so after almost getting arrested at maxs' the other night. staurday i woke up at his apt and walked home from around the neast to my house, its not that bad of a walk but at 8 in the morning i really didnt feel like doing it at all. around 12 o clock me and gavin met up after i went to liz's house to drop off her graduation thing from me, his dad took us to the jenkintown station and from there we took the train to market east. from there it was fucking pouring and our bus didnt leave for another hour so then we went to quiznos got sammies went to ubiq and hollad at the crew and then we walked back to the bus station in chinatown in the rain. finally we get on the bus and we were on our way . after our bus being pulled over by a state officer like 2 ft away from the holland tunnel we made it. we bullshitted around for a little bit in chinatown and little italy then we wanted to go to jaclyns. so we hop on the 6 and go from canal st to 96th street a very far ride indeed when we get there we realized that we were on the wrong side of central park so after trudging through the park we finally made it to her flat a very nice 2 bedroom flat with a great view of the city it was so nice. we talked joked around for a while yatttta yattta yattta we ate a delicious dinner prepared and cooked by jaclyn herself and her friend lindsey after we ventured to lindsys place to check it out, place was sweet. after that we went to nyu to hang with some of jaclyns friend in their dorm played around for a while played asshole for a bit then we called it a night. but on our way out the security guards would not let me get my ID because the girl that signed me in went to sleep so me and gavin are on the starirs feeling nice and the security guards start playin like som west coast style old school rap that ruled me and gav found this rediculously funny and proceeded to laugh uncontrollably went home went to sleep woke up at brunch and got bannana holla french toast and it was bangin. after that we set off to wonder around the city. went to supreme got a hat and some bad brains skate highs got the bus home and took thr2 to j town and i just got out of the shower and now im off to go to some diner to a party for my friends b day ......tootles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-5460070822029679038?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/5460070822029679038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=5460070822029679038' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/5460070822029679038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/5460070822029679038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/06/big-apple.html' title='the big apple'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-3447775783760574798</id><published>2008-05-26T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T22:08:01.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wow</title><content type='html'>this past week/weekend has been rediculous i cant belive i have like 2 days of school left. prom was rediculous as hell nd the shore was just plain rediculous and shit i cant beive some of the shit that went down. all i know is that anybody i hung out with this weekend ruled ill gove a  shout out to mah niggas at 11th and ocean, tahiti inn, 15 and west, and of course 14th and central, and mah nigga butch. shit was rediculous guys i need people to stay posted up at 14th and central for senior week if you wanna come then hit me up. as for the rest of my life i am going to dorney park tommorow and after that im going to the show at the moose in doto should be crazy. im already sick of typing. no pictures form this week yet check back later this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-3447775783760574798?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/3447775783760574798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=3447775783760574798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/3447775783760574798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/3447775783760574798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/05/wow.html' title='wow'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-3651636143617039252</id><published>2008-05-18T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:07:39.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SDDmzpCAucI/AAAAAAAAABs/SrLPEwgA68s/s1600-h/JAMESBROWN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201911344474929602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SDDmzpCAucI/AAAAAAAAABs/SrLPEwgA68s/s320/JAMESBROWN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;stop looking at this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;james brown dont give  fuck&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-3651636143617039252?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/3651636143617039252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=3651636143617039252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/3651636143617039252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/3651636143617039252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/05/fuck-you.html' title='Fuck you'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SDDmzpCAucI/AAAAAAAAABs/SrLPEwgA68s/s72-c/JAMESBROWN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-1763122806335876484</id><published>2008-05-13T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:07:39.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK MY LIFE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SCpDo5CAuaI/AAAAAAAAABc/Zt1rkFHGs-A/s1600-h/Picture007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200043089535744418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SCpDo5CAuaI/AAAAAAAAABc/Zt1rkFHGs-A/s320/Picture007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i havent updated this thing in a while, i think its kinds lame cause i dont think people read it but whatever. im bummin around lately you know schools about to be done in like a few days and i dont know if im walkingat my graduation. whatever right now life sucks fuck it. im supposed to be going on all these trips this summer and shit and they are s dumb an not organized so i dont know if im going anywere. i wanna quit my job cause well...it fuckin sucks haha. i feel like everyones leaving and im missing so many chances that i could hae had if i had just wised the fuck up and done some work,,,o well right. the thing is is that if i fail i dont think i woul be bummed to be a senior again and i dont know why but the idea of it doesnt seem that bad. i dont know anymore. the other da i saw blacklisted, paint it black, let down, early birds. good shit saw some chick bust her face it was awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im done typing now. still like you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-1763122806335876484?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/1763122806335876484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=1763122806335876484' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/1763122806335876484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/1763122806335876484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-i-havent-updated-this-thing-in-while.html' title='FUCK MY LIFE.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SCpDo5CAuaI/AAAAAAAAABc/Zt1rkFHGs-A/s72-c/Picture007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-2535612571667696107</id><published>2008-04-28T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:07:39.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>these times.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SBYxrlvnQFI/AAAAAAAAABU/ct2bOZK-DhA/s1600-h/cold+world.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194393845154398290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SBYxrlvnQFI/AAAAAAAAABU/ct2bOZK-DhA/s320/cold+world.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;shit lately i know hasnt been looking good for me on hee but i think its cause i was so bumed about "everything" but now everything is just about cool. summer is almost here i have a's and b's in school for the first time in my life...no joke. im still hung up on that little lady and i stil have no idea what to do about it but i guess that will just go away on its own. this past saturday was the WAR PIGS record release at siren and i have to say it was the funnest show at siren ive ever been to the sets were amazing everyone played tight as hell CONCRETE JUNGLE- played amazing and the dude who fronts the band sounds like the dude in ceremony, and they had a pretty sweet jungle beet. FORCE FED XXX- amazingly fat and tight as hell for only being a band for like a few months that band is crazy and they had rediculous reaction. EARLY BIRDS-always a good time when these dudes are playin they gotz so much angzt. TITLE FIGHT- my first time ever seeing his band and i only know like 2 of their songs but god dam that band is awesome. LET DOWN- had that crazy ass HOLE cover and everyone was weirded out but i thought it was gnar, the rest of their set was amazing none the less and ending with my 2 favorites problems off the new record an the oldy nosebleed from crossed off (i think) set was intense. WAR PIGS- set was rediculous complete with upside down cross hanging from stage and about 50 dudes without shirts on(including yours truly) set was redic i stagedived into the rack on the right not knowing that not that many people were uderneath me and now i have a minor concussion..bonus. that show was friggin rediculous and i hope every show in this coming season is just as good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;im rambling hate hate hate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;pic-me during cold worl set few weeks ago photo by babiD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-2535612571667696107?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/2535612571667696107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=2535612571667696107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/2535612571667696107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/2535612571667696107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/04/these-times.html' title='these times.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SBYxrlvnQFI/AAAAAAAAABU/ct2bOZK-DhA/s72-c/cold+world.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-7784553859071159291</id><published>2008-04-23T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T20:16:53.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blah blah....shut up</title><content type='html'>i cant wait for school to be over, everyone sucks....EVERYONE! ive realized lately that a good girl is something thats hard to come by and a couple months ago i definately had one and fucked it up by not speakin my mind to her, i would do anything foranother chance at that. shs over it though so life must go on. iv had this thing for a girl at my school for sometime now and she doesnt even have the slightest clue, i dont know how to tell her that she is fuckin adorable? weird. anyways i saw that movie forgetting sarah marshal and thats what made me think of all this. i dont have a date to prom still andits a few weeks away. perhaps  its because i dont have any clue how to dance. ive been skating like crazy and i def need a new deck so if anyones readin this with a fresh joint holla at me. wow i suck. anyways ive been thrashin with the boys and it shows no signs of slowing down. mad good shows lately and theres the war pigs release saturday and im siked i think alot of people dont give that band enough credit...they are amazing. thrash thrash i suck i hate not getting tattooed because my dad sucks at keeping his word fuck life i wanna skate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladies stop trying so hard(sarcasm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tryna see what that smells like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-7784553859071159291?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/7784553859071159291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=7784553859071159291' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/7784553859071159291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/7784553859071159291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/04/blah-blahshut-up.html' title='blah blah....shut up'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-4010799546275721133</id><published>2008-04-17T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:07:39.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>butthash..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SAgmLVD6xkI/AAAAAAAAABM/Zkxh2KlswEc/s1600-h/katys+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190440546618492482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SAgmLVD6xkI/AAAAAAAAABM/Zkxh2KlswEc/s320/katys+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got home from gettin some grub with maxwell tonight. today was the first day in like 8 days that i had off of work and everyone was too busy to chill even my dog and my seven year old brother couldnt chill cause he went food shopping with my mom and my og got groomed. i am pretty close to passing for the year and who the fuck knows who im taking to prom i think its coming up..i have no clue....nor do i have a date. i rule. like i said today sucked tommorow is gonna suck too cause tech is gonna be a bitch. i have no clue what im doing tommorow night so if anyone reads this and feels the urge to text me and make plans heres my number 267 982 7879 so yea hit me up then. i hate today, i think im slowly starting to hate everyday. this will most likely continue until i graduate(or fail) who knows......who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yo summer, hit me up when you read this cause im sick of school&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-4010799546275721133?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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oh yea, whys that?&lt;br /&gt;me: to breath&lt;br /&gt;old guy: hmm smart ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my job sucks, but i love the people. lately nothing really has been goin on cept the normal stuff apparently i have a whole bunch of stuff to do this weekend according to my fam so i have no clue what im doin this weekend but get at me anyways because ill probably just break the plans with my fam. ive been skating alot recently with the old crew and its awesome im glad im not hanging out with a bunch of burnouts. fuckk i dont feel like writing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-1548797863298742000?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/1548797863298742000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=1548797863298742000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/1548797863298742000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/1548797863298742000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/04/fuckin-snobs.html' title='fuckin snobs...'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-5900373113476536089</id><published>2008-04-09T21:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:07:39.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the time is now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/R_2UmQiAjkI/AAAAAAAAABE/0bL2_EkdRSQ/s1600-h/n502806185_788798_5289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187465730794229314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/R_2UmQiAjkI/AAAAAAAAABE/0bL2_EkdRSQ/s320/n502806185_788798_5289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i havent been on here for a while simply because nothing has really been going on. i went to states competition for skills but my team didnt place so o well. tommorow im not going to tech simply because i wanna skate instead of learn. its gonna be 72 degrees out people of course i wanna skate! RIP IT! anways at 7 o clock tommorow night at sailor jerrys theres a free paint it black show so me pre and ott are goin cept i dont know how im goin beause ott isnt picking me up so ill figure someting out i guess. this weekend is the benefit show for roslyn skatepark but i have no clue if im goin. i need that summer shit back foreal.&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;girl, talk to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-5900373113476536089?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/5900373113476536089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=5900373113476536089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/5900373113476536089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/5900373113476536089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/04/time-is-now.html' title='the time is now.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/R_2UmQiAjkI/AAAAAAAAABE/0bL2_EkdRSQ/s72-c/n502806185_788798_5289.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-8021175658730823435</id><published>2008-03-31T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T19:55:18.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>posi stompin...</title><content type='html'>so this week is super crazy at school we (seniors) have off thursday friday monday tuesday for the pssa's, except im dumb and failed them before so i have to go in monday and tuesday. so wednesday thursday friday of this eek ill be in hershey PA for SkillsUSA competition for opening an closing team, should be a blast. preston just imed me about a festival out in california called the sounds of fury festival and he thinks we should go...i second that, if we end up going shit will be insane. this week is crazy all together i wrote my first letter to mah main nigga dan today but i didnt mail it yet cause im super lazy and cant afford stamps. so ill do it tommorow. work sucks.school sucks.life sucks i wan summer and i want it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(no image will be posted in this blog for a few hours because i have something i want to put in here but its on my other computer)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-8021175658730823435?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/8021175658730823435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=8021175658730823435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/8021175658730823435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/8021175658730823435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/03/posi-stompin.html' title='posi stompin...'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-3921434665587923968</id><published>2008-03-27T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:07:39.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy is as lazy does..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/R-wdfgq-NyI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PgQTVUAtHxg/s1600-h/100_0509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182549698379921186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/R-wdfgq-NyI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PgQTVUAtHxg/s320/100_0509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes ive been very lazy recently with tis thing but can you blme me? nothing good has been going on. so tuesday i didnt go to school and wednesday i went to school and the same shit went on that goes on every day...nothing new. states competition is next week and god knows if work schedules me in advance yet or not who care though cause im quitting that job like next week. i am going to battle of the bands at my school.....the band are most likely gonna suck dick. somethingto do tonight though haha. i have completely detached myself from the last girl i was "talking to" to ladies if your readin this shout me a holla. leavng now byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats my brother dylan....he will steal your girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-3921434665587923968?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/3921434665587923968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=3921434665587923968' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/3921434665587923968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/3921434665587923968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/03/lazy-is-as-lazy-does.html' title='lazy is as lazy does..'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/R-wdfgq-NyI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PgQTVUAtHxg/s72-c/100_0509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-8044178706607347195</id><published>2008-03-24T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:07:40.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>but it just started...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/R-hMvwq-NwI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3P878-eSdSs/s1600-h/100_1517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181475754692458242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/R-hMvwq-NwI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3P878-eSdSs/s320/100_1517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now its over, this break just started it feels like yesterday and now its done. it was crazy i got to hangout with just about everyone max and collin and goin to the city to get bikes, goin to that girls house and figuring out that i knew her dad from way back i the day. after all of that i went to jersey for easter with the fam and i brought asian dave along and we did nothing but sleep watch tv ea ice cream and sleep the whole time then we left easter day around 12 and went to the church for the blacklisted let down record release show which was probably the craziest show ive been to in a while the mongos opened with a short set because of equipment problems and played ok, then it was i think sould control and they were weird and not good, then it was shipwreck and they were fucking insane, then came let down and they played a crazy ass set as usual, then cold world played after that i thought they did amazing but alot of other people said they were shitty, after that the almighty blacklisted played flawlessly(not spelled right). crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after me ott preston and dave went to ginos i went home broke into my house and got sick even though ive been throwing up on and off since wednesday...whatever. drove dave hom went to bed woke up today with a fever and throwing up every hour on the hour just about feeling like a peice of shit. i dont think im going to school this break ruled ive been lazy with the blog i promise to do it more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i miss my dog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7991398727911584417-8044178706607347195?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/8044178706607347195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=8044178706607347195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/8044178706607347195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/8044178706607347195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/03/but-it-just-started.html' title='but it just started...'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/R-hMvwq-NwI/AAAAAAAAAAs/3P878-eSdSs/s72-c/100_1517.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-2156669513133816822</id><published>2008-03-21T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:07:40.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UNDRCRWN VS. UBIQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/R-PuZgq-NvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/kI_5Ujetf4Q/s1600-h/dew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180246118440515314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/R-PuZgq-NvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/kI_5Ujetf4Q/s320/dew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/R-PuAwq-NuI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EA1RdwwnZ7o/s1600-h/dew2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180245693238752994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/R-PuAwq-NuI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EA1RdwwnZ7o/s320/dew2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so last night after shitting around for about 5 hours and gettin free water ice on more than one occasion, me and dave went and picked max up to go down to ubiq for the undrcrwn march madness party/ release and we called collin and he came through and so off we went to the ubiq party. when i walked in it was so rediculous all the walls that usually have nikes and other shows on them were filled with the new mtn dew artist edition bottles i shit you not there was probably like ove 2000 bottles of mtn dew there. there was an open bar which of course max and collin took part in haha. after being at tyhe part for about 2 housrs &lt;strong&gt;Beanie &lt;/strong&gt;Sigel shows up and comes through with P&lt;strong&gt;eedi crack&lt;/strong&gt;...shit was crazy about another hour goes by and i kid you not when i say M&lt;strong&gt;os Def&lt;/strong&gt; waled into ubiq at around 10 with his 5 yr old son along wit him. it was crazy, but the lineup doesnt stop there later on T&lt;strong&gt;he Roots&lt;/strong&gt; stopped by there and played video games in the back(max tried to act like he worked at the store to get back there to see them but their 300lb white security guard wasnt believin) anywho pictures ere taken everywere limited edition shirts were given out... this wasprobably the craziest event ive ever been to, so around 12:30 we bounced to go to some bar that didnt card but then we bagged that so max ganked me some new bars off somones bike. i drove cllin home we trid goin to mcdonalds were i almost hit some fat drunk kid...ofcourse dave wanted t get out and fight the drunkie because dave is XtuffX max grabbed the handle bars and begged me to let him out to hitthe guy. all in all it was a rediculous night and it was &lt;strong&gt;Fucking insane&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;some pics of the mtn dew..&lt;/strong&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/7991398727911584417-2156669513133816822?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/2156669513133816822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=2156669513133816822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/2156669513133816822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/2156669513133816822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/03/undrcrwn-vs-ubiq.html' title='UNDRCRWN VS. UBIQ'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/R-PuZgq-NvI/AAAAAAAAAAk/kI_5Ujetf4Q/s72-c/dew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-3986540574002201020</id><published>2008-03-19T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:07:40.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Broke.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/R-GMZAq-NtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/j1-qdXPLveU/s1600-h/100_0681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179575407757637330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/R-GMZAq-NtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/j1-qdXPLveU/s320/100_0681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahh yes spring break nothin like acting like ive been home sick all day and then calling out of work to get the spring break started. today is most definately a shitty day, im not in a bad mood but just look outside..it sucks. anyways i have no clue whats going on so far. i got my ticket for blacklisted release thanks to Ryan Ott..(thanks dude).im goin to ocean city new jersey from friday to sunday so if anyone is going down hit me up but im siked for that show. tommorow is the undrcrwn party at ubiq for the final 4 i will be there in a chicken suit supposedly and making a fool of myself and other people. i hope to have a big check on friday because if you didnt get the memo.......IM BROKE AS HELL. i want to get down to the reload store to get a bag this week too but we'll see how that goes. im going out now so ill be back never.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;on another note..this whole blog thing weirds me out, i dont know if anyone is reading this or not but if you are get in contact with me somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just found that picture i dont know why im putting it in here but i like it, it reminds me of summer.&lt;/div&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/7991398727911584417-3986540574002201020?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/3986540574002201020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=3986540574002201020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/3986540574002201020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/3986540574002201020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-broke.html' title='Spring Broke.'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/R-GMZAq-NtI/AAAAAAAAAAU/j1-qdXPLveU/s72-c/100_0681.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7991398727911584417.post-7979850625169358272</id><published>2008-03-18T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:07:40.650-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dan reilly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='navy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold world'/><title type='text'>a day i will not soon forget...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/R-Aj-AohZZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ozW7o-VYWi8/s1600-h/dan+reilly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179179119704892818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/R-Aj-AohZZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ozW7o-VYWi8/s320/dan+reilly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30146348&amp;amp;id=1478730071"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 30px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 20px" height="366" alt="" src="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=30146348&amp;amp;id=1478730071" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today a good friend of mine is being shipped off to the navy, this dude has made a huge impact on my life lately and i dont think there is a single person in this world that could replace him. we have definately done some crazy shit together in the past few months and we could go from hangin out just watchin a movie to hangin out on the roof of ubiq and throwing frissbees across walnut to the gaps roof. he is a pro at making fun of people and i wouldnt have it any other way. although we didnt get achance to do everything we wanted i know he'll be bac to raise some hell with me and the boys(max,dave,kev,collin,anthony) soon enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;be safe dude, and come home as soon as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we will all miss you and we'll see ya soon homo!&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/7991398727911584417-7979850625169358272?l=rycal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/feeds/7979850625169358272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7991398727911584417&amp;postID=7979850625169358272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/7979850625169358272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7991398727911584417/posts/default/7979850625169358272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rycal.blogspot.com/2008/03/day-i-will-not-soon-forget.html' title='a day i will not soon forget...'/><author><name>ryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15400950314858643711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/SMoYb-zofAI/AAAAAAAAACY/tSqKiaUbJvE/S220/pics064.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_URRbTrxckFM/R-Aj-AohZZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ozW7o-VYWi8/s72-c/dan+reilly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
