<?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-3262015</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:52:57.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Magnetic Ocean</title><subtitle type='html'>A look in the life of a young college student...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-114550319696672524</id><published>2006-04-19T22:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T23:21:41.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have really begun to wonder about myself. I hate to complain, but I feel that somehow I've failed myself at some point. I'm not where I want to be right now, and I'm questioning why that is, why I haven't been able to start to accomplish what I really want. I guess I should be glad that I have a job and I don't have a bunch of mess with that job, but I can't help but think that college was a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/114550319696672524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/114550319696672524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114550319696672524' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-112376231806442770</id><published>2005-08-11T08:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T08:11:58.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RANT: Fangirls, Part OneThere are people that can take something that actually rules and kill it by making it so trendy that you can't get away from it. I remember when RPGs were cool, or even when cosplaying as a character was something significant. Now, I've forever been poisoned against Final Fantasy X-2 because all the fangirls having kittens over it, as well as every girl under the age of 17</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/112376231806442770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/112376231806442770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112376231806442770' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-112359280018115871</id><published>2005-08-09T09:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T09:06:40.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lately, I've seen the dissolution of several relationships that seemed to be strong and lasting, and it really scares me. Everyone seemed to be so happy just a few months ago; now, it seems like the feelings that blossomed so brightly in the spring light has gone dark as the summer reaches its end. Emotionally, I was caught up in all of the feelings that everyone else had. But, as I reflect on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/112359280018115871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/112359280018115871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112359280018115871' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-112218007125830551</id><published>2005-07-24T00:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T00:41:11.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Is it possible to have conditioned yourself so that you equate flirting as trying to scare people?  Is it normal to think that, somehow, you don't deserve affection?   I think I've managed to convince myself that showing affecton is a scare tactic, that no one could ever think of me as more than a friend or just someone creepy. Tonight, I was kinda hitting on someone, and I kept saying that I was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/112218007125830551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/112218007125830551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112218007125830551' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-112177525427776178</id><published>2005-07-19T07:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T08:14:14.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This morning, I learned something about my nephew that really bothered me, that his mother has been letting him play a copy of Grand Theft Auto that he got from one of his friends. Unsurprisingly, he said he wanted to be a drug dealer, and his stepfather had to have a long talk with him about it. Now, I know he likes to do things to be like other boys, but at 12, he's an impressionable boy and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/112177525427776178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/112177525427776178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112177525427776178' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-112160554024066433</id><published>2005-07-17T08:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T09:05:43.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After really thinking about it, I can honestly say that I'm tired of re-hashing the same drama over and over again. I don't even want to think of it anymore, and I don't really care to discuss the same issues that have been discussed since last year. Many of the people I'm around are so caught up in being self-absorbed and immature that they can't see that there's a great big world out there </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/112160554024066433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/112160554024066433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112160554024066433' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-112145770676791215</id><published>2005-07-15T15:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T16:11:21.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been talking to someone that I met at Anime Central, one bright spot that weekend that I'd been too caught up in self-misery to realize. The one with the sexy face, pretty eyes, and that kiss with enough electricity to light up Vegas for a thousand nights! Well, it turns out that the situation's changed, and I'm really looking forward to our next convention together. We may live far apart, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/112145770676791215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/112145770676791215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112145770676791215' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-111734453584523130</id><published>2005-05-29T01:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T01:29:56.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To the one who had my heart, I have been trying to get over you, but I needed to speak to you about what happened. I have tried to tell myself that I had to save my dignity and not discuss what happened anymore. I told you how I really felt, and you already knew...but you decided that you didn't want to give us a chance, that you had too many people on your mind then. I wish you'd told me before </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/111734453584523130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/111734453584523130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111734453584523130' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-111635539337027605</id><published>2005-05-17T14:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T14:43:57.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Again, I write my feelings down in my blog, where I know that no one will accuse me of being emo because my last few LJ posts have been less than upbeat. I think it's safe to say that one of my goals for Anime Central was not attained. It was because, for most of the weekend, no one tried to hit on me. I mean, I was surrounded by about 12,000 people, and not one of them tried to talk to me. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/111635539337027605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/111635539337027605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111635539337027605' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-108782331899853081</id><published>2004-06-21T09:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T09:08:38.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, so far, my new job at Toys R Us isn't too bad. I mean, the work's quite physical, but I've had very few complaints. One of the managers made a comment yesterday: "We all should have Leon's energy! I mean, the way he ran those packages up here..." I will admit that I was very well-rested yesterday, despite not really eating a whole heck of a lot. My next shift's Wednesday. Then is when I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/108782331899853081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/108782331899853081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108782331899853081' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-108537188756805394</id><published>2004-05-24T00:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T00:12:59.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just a few random contemplations as I sip on my iced tea and vanilla soymilk....- Why is it always the skinny people that complain the most about their weight?- Why, with some people, do you get more respect getting out of prison than college?- Why do I only seem to attract either 15-year-olds that look like me mid-puberty, scary old gay men with bodies like rubber chickens, or hoodrat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/108537188756805394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/108537188756805394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108537188756805394' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-108494012207220735</id><published>2004-05-19T00:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-19T00:15:22.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been having loads of fun lately with Ruthie and Xander! I didn't expect to become so close to them, and I certainly didn't think it'd become the three of us against the world. Ever since Bowling Green, there's been a bond that's formed between us. I guess it's because we have a lot in common. Of course, we all like anime and CGT majors. But, it's also the stuff that's not at the surface. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/108494012207220735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/108494012207220735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108494012207220735' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-108388954623812448</id><published>2004-05-06T20:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T00:34:28.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not much today, just a new quiz result. This is kinda funny!!  Which Street Fighter are you? Test by NathanCurrent Music:"Curious" -- Miss Monday</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/108388954623812448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/108388954623812448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108388954623812448' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-108320505019345892</id><published>2004-04-28T22:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T22:20:35.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another quiz result?? It was bound ta happen!!     Global Personality Test Results    Sensate (80%) high which suggests you are very empathetic, sensitive, and considerate of others. Intellectual (33%) moderately low which suggests you are externally motivated, group seeking, and not independent. Assertive (40%) moderately low which suggests you are timid, indirect, and unable to start and/or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/108320505019345892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/108320505019345892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108320505019345892' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-108291398037547944</id><published>2004-04-25T13:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T13:29:22.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night, I attended a barbecue given by several cosplayers, and I had a blast! I got dressed up as Barret (Slightly ghetto since I had no Gattling arm) and took Ruthie with me (I figured that I needed to meet new people and so did she). I was invited by Morgan, who turned out to be B-Chan's Ohayocon roomate (I must remember that I have some things for him), and it was held at his house. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/108291398037547944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/108291398037547944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108291398037547944' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-107690276121175712</id><published>2004-02-15T22:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T22:42:35.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night was my first night as a Goth, or at least, my first night looking like one. It was Goth Night at the anime club, and, in my undying quest for "All Eyez On Me" as Tupac once put it, I decided to go all out. I had a huge piece of PVC vinyl that looked almost like pleather, and with some safety pins and accessories from Hot Topic, I managed to pull off an interesting look....if you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/107690276121175712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/107690276121175712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107690276121175712' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-107550963163137848</id><published>2004-01-30T19:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T19:42:07.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nothing new, just a few quiz results. Keep in mind that I did not manipulate these in any way....You are Afro! Throw in the 'fro! Which DDR Character are you? brought to you by QuizillaYou're a Cute Catboy!!!  You aren't the smartest ofthe litter, but your uber kawaii-ness makes upfor it.  While you can be kinda clueless andconfused at times, everyone still loves ya. ^_^ What Kind of Catboy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/107550963163137848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/107550963163137848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107550963163137848' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-107541590170307427</id><published>2004-01-29T17:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T17:39:56.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My mom and I actually had a good conversation last night! And this was without her guilt-tripping, me asking for money, or one of us busting out in tears. We discussed our diets (She's on Atkins now), and we talked for a LOOOONG time! I hope we can have more conversations like this in the future, where we can have real discussions and not collective gripe fests...Work's making me kinda crazy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/107541590170307427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/107541590170307427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107541590170307427' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-107357798340510665</id><published>2004-01-08T11:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T11:07:37.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hanging around Cosplay.com recently has got me wanting to go to an anime convention even more than before! I mean, it seems like it'd be a total blast, and I'm even planning on going to a few cons this year (I'm determined to make it to at least ONE this year...). The trouble is that, well, I usually don't have the money to go to a con. I got as far as sending a check in to Anime Central 2001, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/107357798340510665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/107357798340510665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107357798340510665' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-107007748927260181</id><published>2003-11-28T22:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T22:45:22.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Most people that know me know that, for the last seven weeks, I've been on the Atkins diet. I guess I couldn't outwardly see the changes in my body where everyone else either noticed them a little or couldn't tell as most of my time at school or work is spent in a now oversized chef's uniform. But I went to try on pants for the first time in a few weeks and was amazed at what happened. I was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/107007748927260181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/107007748927260181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107007748927260181' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-106972916536657518</id><published>2003-11-24T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T22:00:11.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmm...Well, it looks like it's gonna be an interesting week. Since it is a holiday week, I've only got three days of work and two of that nerve-wracking class....and I can't wait to spend m y weekend playing video games and designing my website for my class....if only Mom doesn't get into "Spring Cleaning" mode (And if, somehow, the fam's gone all day Thursday to talk to our neighbors...)I've </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/106972916536657518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/106972916536657518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106972916536657518' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-106830843610806691</id><published>2003-11-08T11:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T22:12:51.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> I don't post as often as I should, but life sorta, kinda throws curveballs in my path. Many things have happened over the last few weeks..... School has been quite a roller coaster experience this semester. I've ultmately decided that I no longer want to be in the Culinary industry, and am, in fact, cutting my time in the Culinary program short by one year. Simply put, I won't waste my time or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/106830843610806691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/106830843610806691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106830843610806691' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-105935424381253424</id><published>2003-07-27T21:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-27T21:05:26.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah, it's been a while since the last post, I know. But some rather interesting things have happened over the last few days....- CHAT WITH MAYSA... On Wednesday night (Or very early Thursday morning). I was on AIM because I couldn't sleep (I had to go to the hospital with mother, and we were there until almost 4 a.m.), and a certain screenname popped up on my Buddy list. It was that of Maysa </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/105935424381253424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/105935424381253424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105935424381253424' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-95416859</id><published>2003-06-07T18:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-07T18:48:36.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ahhh.....not much new lately. I'm not working at this point, but I'm optimistic!Which Naruto Character are You?quiz by orangeday.net</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/95416859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/95416859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95416859' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-90376856</id><published>2003-03-08T19:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-08T19:42:38.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spring Break's almost over, and except for seeing Daredevil with Big Sis and attracting a crowd while playing Para Para last weekend, I ain't did doo-doo SQUAT! Wanted to go to the anime club tonight, but I guess that's too much to wish for (Plus they complain whenever I go), but at least I finally got my room clean (And I love burning scented candles in my room once it's clean -- Tonight it's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/90376856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/90376856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90376856' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-87883323</id><published>2003-01-23T00:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T19:48:34.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I ended up missing class today. Yeah, I was so sleep-deprived this morning that I actually didn't get up until almost noon, and even then, I was dead tired. I didn't want to start off on a bad foot at all. I just hope that I can catch up.But a bright side, I got my cable modem on Friday! COOLNESS! I'm finally able to download all the music and movies (Assuming that some nutjob from Sony </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/87883323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/87883323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87883323' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-86605699</id><published>2002-12-27T19:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-27T19:22:17.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm about six days from returning to work, and boy have I got some news! First off, I found out our house is going up for sale. Yeah, I knew we'd eventually have to move, but now we've got to deal with ahving it shown to potential buyers....I smell major clean-up on the horizon! Well, I've gone through most of my last check (So much for being conservative), and I still need to moonlight. But, on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/86605699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/86605699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86605699' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-86015543</id><published>2002-12-14T23:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-14T23:04:17.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O Dear Diary.....Just kidding. So much has happened in the last few weeks.... For one, I'm about four days into my three-week "vacation" from work. I think I'll be fine, I just don't want to fall into any money trouble. And if I can avoid eBay until about half past May, I'll be fine. Next up are my finals. My Art final was rather....nonexistant (She faked us out!!). I think my grade should be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/86015543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/86015543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86015543' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-84326881</id><published>2002-11-10T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-10T15:23:24.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was my site's fifth anniversary, and I haven't done anything to celebrate. I haven't updated it in an obscenely long time, and each time I try to do a new update, I get sidetracked. I think I'll wait until after finals to do my overhauling, since I'll be off work for all of winter break. I'm also trying to play catch-up form last week's NSF barrage, so this is gonna be a broke two weeks</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/84326881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/84326881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84326881' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-83987084</id><published>2002-11-03T23:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-03T23:11:24.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not much 2day, just a new quiz result: *looks at the current world's population* You must have a lot of frustration then.   What pisses you off?  Created by ptocheia</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/83987084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/83987084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#83987084' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-83903678</id><published>2002-11-01T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-01T22:17:20.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah, I know I barely use this thing, but this is actually a journal entry, and it's about voice acting. I've been around the amateur voice acting community for about three years now, and I've only had about five roles in that time. That's not counting those in productions that never actually got off the ground (The various Sailormoon crap), or where I've been cast for years and have yet to do </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/83903678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/83903678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#83903678' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-81299547</id><published>2002-09-07T23:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-07T23:12:17.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah, it's been quite a bit of time since I've written here. In fact, much has happened in the nearly six weeks since my last post. For starters, I started school again! Now that I'm gunna be in school an extra year, I've decided to double-major. So I picked the field I'd have entered had I not gone into Culinary....Computer Graphics Technology. That way, if I end up pulling a 360 on the food </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/81299547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/81299547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81299547' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-79528215</id><published>2002-07-28T21:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-07T23:12:48.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The time has almost come for me to unveil my latest site updates. My collective's being overhauled now, and so far, I've got only a few things done. Truthfully, it's almost as if I have to force myself to finish, only to find the joy in getting something accomplished. I've decided to cut out much of the dead weight; due to my webspace being cut back by 30 megs, I now have to begin the process of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/79528215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/79528215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79528215' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-79134505</id><published>2002-07-19T00:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-07-19T00:16:23.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I know I'm very late posting to this thing. Truthfully, I've been so busy, I haven't really thought about it all that much! But, I'll try to post here as often as I can! With my site being updated, I'll probably have far less time to post here. But, like I said, I can try....*eeep*What fuzzy creature are you?I'd be mad, except, well, I friggin' LOVE Hamtaro!!!Strong, Silent, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/79134505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/79134505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2002_07_01_archive.html#79134505' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-77199606</id><published>2002-05-31T18:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-05-31T18:38:43.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been four years to the day that Geri Halliwell, a.k.a. Ginger Spice, left the Spice Girls. Most people wouldn't really give it a second thought, but it was a flashbulb memory for me...I remember the day it happened like it was yesterday. We had just had a wicked thunderstorm the day before, and because of El Niño, hadn't had a snow day that year. My sister woke me up that morning and told </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/77199606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/77199606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#77199606' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-77025792</id><published>2002-05-27T11:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-03T12:50:15.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Take the "What kind of cone are you?" Testcreated by samiFind your inner fast food! by EmilyWEIRD......</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/77025792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/77025792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#77025792' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-76640787</id><published>2002-05-16T22:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-05-22T11:01:49.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Anyway, UPDATE!!! UPDATE!!! The new layout has been chosen. This time, I went with a Mega Man layout (ala Marvel vs. Capcom). This will probably be updated a bit, but this is the way I'm gonna go. Also, notice the new name of this blog: Magnetic Ocean. This is actually the title of a song by Incognito, my absolute favorite band (Earth, Wind, &amp; Fire is second). Incognito's music rules, but I think</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/76640787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/76640787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76640787' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-76540130</id><published>2002-05-14T12:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-06-02T21:52:59.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> These quizzes get weirder and weirder!!What Snack Food are YOU?  Click here to find out!You're the lego Space Man!Strap on your helmet! You're the lego space man! You love technology, and look forward to the future. You're brave, active, and strangely attracted to shiny objects.Take the "What Lego character are you?" test! by ctbxTake the "what cereal mascot are you" quizBy Milektake </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/76540130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/76540130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76540130' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-76418076</id><published>2002-05-10T22:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-05-10T22:22:59.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Honestly, my family makes me crazy sometimes! I love them.....but if I have to go through one more plus-size clothing store, I'll friggin SCREAM!!!! Reminds me of when I was little and I had to sit on the window sill at the front of Marianne Plus while the rest of my family took their precious time shopping. Maybe that's why I hate shopping so much. I mean, for video games, toys, and music I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/76418076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/76418076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76418076' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-76345823</id><published>2002-05-09T11:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-05-17T13:14:55.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>6'3" Black guy with blue hair....only Dennis Rodman could pull THAT off!!!Who's Your Inner Music Industry Diva? Find out @ She's Crafty LOL! LOL!!! I wouldn't have taken these quizzes had it not been for my crazy friend Kristina!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/76345823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/76345823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76345823' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-76343720</id><published>2002-05-09T10:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-05-09T10:22:49.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another day, and I'm still not well....oh, bloomin' onion!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/76343720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/76343720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76343720' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-76324170</id><published>2002-05-08T20:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-05-08T20:49:04.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, time for a new format. In case you didn't know, that pic is of the Misfit Jetta, from the cartoon series Jem.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/76324170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/76324170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76324170' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-76308890</id><published>2002-05-08T12:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-05-08T12:46:03.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another test result....You are Ward! You're a big loveable teddy bear, but ifsomeone messes with you or someone you care about,they will know your wrath. You're a survivor in every senseof the word, and have the capacity to kick much a**.Take the Final Fantasy 8 Test here!Hope this new layout works!!  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/76308890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/76308890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76308890' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-76289944</id><published>2002-05-07T23:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-05-07T23:23:32.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Took another personality test......Find your Role-PlayingStereotype, and visit mutedfaith.com.[Angel.]Now, how would they know that?!?!?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/76289944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/76289944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76289944' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-76284424</id><published>2002-05-07T21:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-05-07T21:01:40.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh, yeah!!Ironically, that's my favorite color...at least I didn't get pink!! ^_^</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/76284424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/76284424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76284424' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3262015.post-76284275</id><published>2002-05-07T20:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-05-07T20:56:26.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes, yes, yes! I'm still testing this friggin' blog. Hopefully all goes well....until then, anyone got any Chloraseptic???</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/76284275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3262015/posts/default/76284275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackmercury.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76284275' title=''/><author><name>Leon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10694415641767736112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
