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  <title>A drop in the pond</title>
  <subtitle>The day to day life of a Frog</subtitle>
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    <name>NovionSolarius</name>
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  <updated>2008-07-10T05:57:45Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:novionsolarius:298366</id>
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    <title>novionsolarius @ 2007-12-23T16:03:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-24T21:05:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-24T21:05:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.moemoerabu.net/2007/06/29/kanon-visual-memories-uguu-cd/"&gt;http://www.moemoerabu.net/2007/06/29/kanon-visual-memories-uguu-cd/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanon Visual Memories Artbook (pictures of the inside) along with  *drumroll*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kanon 2006 Ayu Uguu CD???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know there are 86 different Uguu's?  And it's available for download on the site!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely awesome XD</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:novionsolarius:298239</id>
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    <title>novionsolarius @ 2007-11-23T02:41:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-23T07:41:54Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-23T07:41:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Christmas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatholidayareyouquiz/christmas.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than most people, you are able to find magic in life's small moments.&lt;br /&gt;Traditions mean a lot to you, and you tend to be quite nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;You are a giving, kind person who really understands the true meaning of holidays.&lt;br /&gt;You inspire others to be as altruistic and caring as you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you celebrate: Tradition and a generous spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At holiday get togethers, you do best as: The storyteller. You like to recount memories with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a holiday, you're the one most likely to: Give a gift to everyone you know&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatholidayareyouquiz/"&gt;What Holiday Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:novionsolarius:297313</id>
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    <title>novionsolarius @ 2007-11-04T21:23:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-05T02:55:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-10T05:57:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">To whom it may help in the future:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;solution to: " download started --- Emergency @ USB, Bootblock Version: a950_bb:YK24.3 " error that can appear on Verizon Samsung A950 phones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 months ago, my phone was caught in a downpour and after it dried out, this is the message I got.  My phone was completely unresponsive, and would turn off only if I took out the battery.  Verizon says that the phone is damaged, I need to buy a new one for $50.  They're less than helpful because of that little dot behind the battery that turns purple when it gets wet.  They say that they can't flash the firmware to fix it.  But I know I've been able to get it to turn on into the normal screen before.  I know it can still work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the way to get around this apparent 'bricking' of your phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll find that any time this error message, a950_bb:YK24.3, appears, you can only get the phone to turn off by disconnecting all power to it.  Upon reconnecting power, you'll be met with the same, depressing message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait, what if you hold buttons?  I've found that holding 8, 6, 9, or the speakerphone button miraculously allow for my phone to start up!  Unfortunately you'll find your happiness rained upon by the fact that your buttons are all screwed up and dont register what they're labeled as.  Have we met the end of the road?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear not.  Patience will bring the answer.  Simply close your phone and let it be for a few minutes.  Lets say 2-10 minutes, though I havent really timed myself.  The next time you open it, you'll find all the buttons yield the right stuff on your screen.  Your phone functions completely normally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll find this doesn't "solve" the problem persay. You'll continue to have this come up from time to time (I find it is more likely to happen when my battery is low).  But this method does bypass the problem, allowing you to use your phone until you can exchange it for something else.  I've been using this method for 3 months now, and in another month, I'll get a free exchange.  It's not very hard to do, there's nothing truly wrong with my phone, and I save $50.  Documentation on this error is very limited, but since I seem to have found a solution, I am posting it for the good of some other poor bloke out there who someday, may stumble upon my path and save $50 as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;edit 7/10/08: &lt;br /&gt;For anyone who may be wondering, I am still using the same phone that was referred to in the above post.  In the subsequent weeks after the damage, the phone's error message appeared less and less frequently, until it eventually stopped malfunctioning at all.  My guess is that it might be related to residual water in the circuits in the phone finally drying out, but my phone has continued to function flawlessly ever since.  Those who don't have the patience for the error may want to exchange their phones, but for those who are willing to wait it seems the problem will eventually go away, saving you a nice chunk of change.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad to see from the comments that my post is helping people out there, and know that I do receive email notices when comments are posted, so if you have further questions and are willing to check back I most likely will respond.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:novionsolarius:297070</id>
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    <title>novionsolarius @ 2007-10-24T01:52:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-24T05:52:23Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-24T05:52:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Reply to this post, and I will list three things I love about you. Maybe more than three. Then repost to your own journal and spread the love.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:novionsolarius:296849</id>
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    <title>novionsolarius @ 2007-10-23T02:52:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-23T06:53:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-23T06:53:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">/b/ - still alive&lt;br /&gt;the soup was beef and potato fyi&lt;br /&gt;never again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, moot has class.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:novionsolarius:296642</id>
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    <title>novionsolarius @ 2007-10-20T19:29:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-20T23:29:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-20T23:29:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are From Neptune&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatplanetareyoufromquiz/neptune.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are dreamy and mystical, with a natural psychic ability.&lt;br /&gt;You love music, poetry, dance, and (most of all) the open sea.&lt;br /&gt;Your soul is filled with possibilities, and your heart overflows with compassion.&lt;br /&gt;You can be in a room full of friendly people and feel all alone.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't get carried away with one idea, your spiritual nature will see you through anything.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatplanetareyoufromquiz/"&gt;What Planet Are You From?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:novionsolarius:296276</id>
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    <title>novionsolarius @ 2007-09-22T20:23:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-23T00:24:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-23T00:24:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">According to some of our residents, some of our UCF fans were real dicks during the game.  Yet, I can't help but love them.  Apparently in the last 2 minutes of the football game tonight (UCF vs. Memphis), UCF was leading 42 to 6 and the band started playing "na na na na, hey hey hey, good bye!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my school XD</content>
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    <title>novionsolarius @ 2007-09-11T02:18:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-11T06:21:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-11T06:21:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Lesson learned:  Paper in microwave can catch on fire.  Especially if the basil leaves you're trying to dry out catch on fire first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learned:  Attempting to blow out a 3" diameter ring of fire doesn't work very well.  Smothering it, however, does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learned:  If the microwave makes strange buzzing sounds, it's because you started a fire inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learned:  Even on 30% power, you can start a fire in your microwave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I caught it quickly so no damage was done...</content>
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    <title>Re: Your Song About My Client Delilah</title>
    <published>2007-09-10T22:41:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-10T22:43:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hey There Delilah is currently number 1 on the UK iTunes top 100.&lt;br /&gt;Info:  &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hey_There_Delilah"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hey_There_Delilah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original can be downloaded here:  &lt;a href="http://star.walagata.com/w/dragoncmf/4028024.mp3"&gt;http://star.walagata.com/w/dragoncmf/4028024.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;Apparently there's a parody out there, quite well done.  You can get it below, along with lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thefump.com/fump.php?id=110"&gt;http://thefump.com/fump.php?id=110&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;RE: YOUR SONG ABOUT MY CLIENT DELILAH&lt;br /&gt;Parody of "Hey There Delilah" by Plain White T's&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics by M. Spaff Sumsion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr. Higgenson: It's me, Delilah's lawyer&lt;br /&gt;I am writing to inform you there's&lt;br /&gt;A third restraining order&lt;br /&gt;In effect&lt;br /&gt;The first two haven't stopped you yet&lt;br /&gt;She's quite upset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I remind you, Tom, my client doesn't like you&lt;br /&gt;Yet you keep composing songs for her&lt;br /&gt;Which means you have the IQ&lt;br /&gt;Of a brick&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't "hit that" with a stick&lt;br /&gt;Please seek help quick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we're watching you, you creep&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we're watching you, you creep&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we're watching you, you freak&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's what we do all week&lt;br /&gt;All the stupid week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not address Delilah's mother as a MILF and&lt;br /&gt;Please desist from mailing puppy dogs&lt;br /&gt;And photos of yourself in&lt;br /&gt;Plain white T's&lt;br /&gt;And next time put some pants on, please&lt;br /&gt;Nice cottage cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My client's gone in hiding halfway 'cross the nation&lt;br /&gt;But you evidently stalked her to&lt;br /&gt;Her undisclosed location&lt;br /&gt;In New York&lt;br /&gt;You put it in your song, you dork&lt;br /&gt;We're freaking torqued&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, were watching you, you creep&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we watch you when you sleep&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we watch you when you eat&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we watched you take a leak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thousand miles seems pretty far&lt;br /&gt;But you've used planes and trains and cars&lt;br /&gt;And pogo sticks and Segways and a horse&lt;br /&gt;But we've got warrants out for you&lt;br /&gt;So, Romeo, if you try to&lt;br /&gt;Go near her, you'll regret the choice, of course&lt;br /&gt;There's lots of guys who'd gladly pay&lt;br /&gt;To make your love song go away&lt;br /&gt;They'll quickly take you down without remorse&lt;br /&gt;With deadly force&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mr. Higgenson: This isn't 'cause I'm jealous&lt;br /&gt;That I left the band for law school while&lt;br /&gt;You got rich with the fellas&lt;br /&gt;With your song&lt;br /&gt;Here's why I took this client on:&lt;br /&gt;Like you, I've wanted her so long&lt;br /&gt;So it's so nice to sue you, Tom&lt;br /&gt;P.S. How's Mom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics from Spaff.com</content>
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    <title>novionsolarius @ 2007-09-10T02:30:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-10T06:32:15Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-10T06:32:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's a sad day when you find that your nutella has gone rancid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rancid nutella doesn't taste too good btw, in case you were wondering just how Asian I am.</content>
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    <title>novionsolarius @ 2007-09-09T01:28:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-09T05:29:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-09T05:29:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizfarm.com//images/1127582869sqkaylee3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Kaylee (Kaywinnet Lee) Frye&lt;/b&gt;, The Mechanic.  You are a natural mechanic, and you are far too sweet and cheerful to live out here.  How you can see the good in everyone around you boggles the mind occasionally.  Still you don't seem to be any crazier than that, and it is a nice kinda crazy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="300" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Kaylee (Kaywinnet Lee) Frye&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="94" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;94%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Shepherd Derrial Book&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="69" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;69%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;River Tam&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="69" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;69%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Zoe Alleyne Washburne&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="69" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;69%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;The Operative&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="69" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;69%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Simon Tam&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="63" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;63%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Capt. Mal Reynolds&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="56" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;56%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Hoban 'Wash' Washburne&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Inara Serra&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="38" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;38%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Jayne Cobb&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="31" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;31%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=3892N"&gt;Which Serenity character are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I know who any of these people are, but the fact that I scored so closely to 100% with one is a little disturbing I think</content>
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    <title>scavenger hunt</title>
    <published>2007-09-08T08:01:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-08T08:04:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, among the odder things I've ever had happen, tonight at 2:40am I got a call on my room phone from a guy who only said "look at your door" and hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I go put on a shirt and open my door, and I find a note on there, written in cursive (presumably female, though not the neatest) handwriting.  I'd take a picture and post it but my camera is broken and I don't trust my cellphone camera, so I'm going to transcribe it instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first some backstory:&lt;br /&gt;During the 1st week before school, two guys from one of the floors above me (I believe the 6th floor but I'm not certain anymore) came and asked to borrow a screwdriver from me.  So trying to be helpful, I gave them my belkin toolkit which I use to repair computers with, but forgot to ask for their names.  They never returned it, so recently when I remembered where it went, I went and posted fliers asking for it back.  Which brings us to tonight, and the message I found on my door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;T'is we who hold your treasured tools&lt;br /&gt;But please do not get angry, we&lt;br /&gt;Just want to play a game, you see,&lt;br /&gt;And you will get them through our rules&lt;br /&gt;The rules are simple, follow this&lt;br /&gt;And after everything, you'll know&lt;br /&gt;That we are &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; just here as show,&lt;br /&gt;And you'll gain quite a pow'rfull bliss.&lt;br /&gt;We'll lead you through this.  Yes, we four&lt;br /&gt;Shall clue you in on where to go&lt;br /&gt;If you can solve five riddles, oh&lt;br /&gt;Then need to search will be no more:&lt;br /&gt;Mythology is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Just look at your great school.  So why&lt;br /&gt;Not start your search with Gemini&lt;br /&gt;Whose lives were always oh so cruel?&lt;br /&gt;They faced each other, always did,&lt;br /&gt;But separate, they could not touch,&lt;br /&gt;And they just wanted to so much&lt;br /&gt;But one is always with the dead&lt;br /&gt;A lonely tree stands in between&lt;br /&gt;And signaling their love, they brought&lt;br /&gt;Two arrows always bringing thought&lt;br /&gt;Of love at &lt;u&gt;that&lt;/u&gt; tree's base, unseen.&lt;br /&gt;To find these arrows is your goal&lt;br /&gt;To help you on the way to know&lt;br /&gt;Where all your dear things lie, and so&lt;br /&gt;Be hasty!  Make your treasure whole!&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, being a curious and sometimes whimsical person, and despite suspecting a prank, I decided to take them up on their game at 2:40am and got on my bike and biked around the school in stride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few things I learned:&lt;br /&gt;Gemini Blvd is about 3 miles long.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't actually connect to itself entirely&lt;br /&gt;There's some nice weather and quiet at 3:00am&lt;br /&gt;The people who act like dicks drive about at 3am shouting things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, for all my riding and looking by flashlight, I could not find this supposed second clue out there, and seeing as I need to be at a cappella practice by 10am I decided to call it a night at 3:30am and returned to my room, whereupon I wrote this reply:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Poetic though your message be&lt;br /&gt;I could not find your blessed tree&lt;br /&gt;It seems I am not clever enough&lt;br /&gt;To see through a riddle this tough&lt;br /&gt;Late into the night I searched&lt;br /&gt;Oak, palm, bush, pine tree and birch&lt;br /&gt;But alas it seems I will not find&lt;br /&gt;This $10 toolkit of mine&lt;br /&gt; - Bryan, 9/8/07 3:40am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to bed for me now, and hopefully an end to this nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;Also someone keeps trying to draw a penis on my whiteboard.  I left a message for them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who draw penii:&lt;br /&gt;If you're going to draw a penis, at least try to be remotely creative about it.  Draw one with 3 heads or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suspect I may regret this, but ah well.  I'm usually laid back enough that things won't get at me.</content>
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    <title>novionsolarius @ 2007-09-05T04:36:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-05T08:37:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-05T08:37:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/with_apologies_to_robert_frost.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:novionsolarius:294155</id>
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    <title>novionsolarius @ 2007-09-03T04:43:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-03T08:44:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-04T20:26:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://anime.miao.us/images/kanon/24/24_44.jpg"&gt;http://anime.miao.us/images/kanon/24/24_44.jpg&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When Loli Yuuichi told Loli Ayu that “I have something for you,” did anyone else think, “Oh gosh, I hope he doesn’t open up his trenchcoat and flash her!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*GASP-WHEEZE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dies from laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy writes hilarious stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anime.miao.us/archives/2007/03/18/1049/"&gt;http://anime.miao.us/archives/2007/03/18/1049/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anime.miao.us/images/kanon/21/21_22.jpg"&gt;http://anime.miao.us/images/kanon/21/21_22.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Look Yuuichi! It’s a crack bottle!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anime.miao.us/images/kanon/11/11_01.jpg"&gt;http://anime.miao.us/images/kanon/11/11_01.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness that they didn’t whip out their dicks to see who had a longer one. It would have surpassed all of the OH GEASS NO! moments summed together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anime.miao.us/images/kanon/10/10_07.jpg"&gt;http://anime.miao.us/images/kanon/10/10_07.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just dying of laughter during this scene. Probably because someone muted the TV and mimicked Makoto’s voice… “Ki… Ki… Kyon!” Then not to be outdone, I rewound the scene and tried out “Co… co… con…consti… constipated! Auu~!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://anime.miao.us/images/kanon/14/14_13.jpg"&gt;http://anime.miao.us/images/kanon/14/14_13.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you saw “chance to be spanked by Mai with a bamboo pool” on eBay, what would your opening bid be? $20? $40?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No picture:  "Sayuri is a few croûtons shorts of a chicken Caesar salad."&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD HE IS AMAZING *sobs*</content>
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    <title>novionsolarius @ 2007-08-17T12:38:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-17T16:39:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-17T16:40:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I know videos of planes landing at St. Maarten SXM are a dime a dozen on the internet, but here's a new one (at least to me) which has to be the lowest I've seen yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you can possibly get any lower on the third landing in the video. You could probably touch the plane it is that low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="2" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://view.break.com/350055"&gt;http://view.break.com/350055&lt;/a&gt; - Watch more &lt;a href="http://www.break.com/"&gt;free videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>novionsolarius @ 2007-08-15T17:41:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-15T21:41:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-15T21:42:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;				&lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/757249/make_a_glowing_tomato/"&gt;Make A GLOWING TOMATO ! - video powered by Metacafe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;article source: &lt;a href="http://www.diylife.com/2007/08/14/attack-of-the-glowing-tomatoes/"&gt;http://www.diylife.com/2007/08/14/attack-of-the-glowing-tomatoes/&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Amusingly bad slogan translations</title>
    <published>2007-07-23T23:50:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-24T00:28:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">13) When Parker Pen marketed a ball-point pen in Mexico, its ads were supposed to have read, "It won't leak in your pocket and embarrass you." The company thought that the word "embarazar" (to impregnate) meant to embarrass, so the ad read: "It won't leak in your pocket and make you pregnant." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)  Scandinavian vacuum manufacturer Electrolux used the following in an American campaign: "Nothing Sucks like an Electrolux." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)  Coors put its slogan, "Turn It Loose," into Spanish, where it was read as "Suffer From Diarrhea." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Pepsi's "Come Alive With the Pepsi Generation" translated into "Pepsi Brings Your Ancestors Back From the Grave" in Chinese.   &lt;i&gt;(This is my favorite)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Frank Perdue's chicken slogan, "It takes a strong man to make a tender chicken," was translated into Spanish as "it takes an aroused man to make a chicken affectionate." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) When American Airlines wanted to advertise its new leather first class seats in the Mexican market, it translated its "Fly In Leather" campaign literally, which meant "Fly Naked" (vuela en cuero) in Spanish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) An American T-shirt maker in Miami printed shirts for the Spanish market which promoted the Pope's visit. Instead of "I saw the Pope" (el Papa), the shirts read "I Saw the Potato" (la papa). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) The Dairy Association's huge success with the campaign "Got Milk?" prompted them to expand advertising to Mexico. It was soon brought to their attention the Spanish translation read "Are You Lactating?"</content>
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    <title>Before you buy from "Best Buy," save yourself some grief and read this</title>
    <published>2007-07-23T06:52:16Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-23T06:52:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Alright, I'm sick and tired of reading about the 1001 ways &lt;strike&gt;Best&lt;/strike&gt; Worst Buy and it's "Geek Squad" rip people off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you buy ANYTHING computer related there, ask me?  I bet you that 95% of the time, I can find you somewhere that will not only sell it 20-70% cheaper, I can also save you a ton of grief if it is directly a computer or computer related problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you've already done business with them, perhaps you're considering doing business with them.  Geek squad no longer staffs competent computer technicians.  Most are salesmen with as much knowledge as the last guy who was there.  Best Buy wants you to buy 'upgrades' more than they want to actually provide service.  They destroyed the original geek squad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does this mean?  $500 for the geek squad to fix your hard drive?  Bullshit.  I can find you a new laptop for that much.  $100 to install a HD?  Fuck that, your hard drive shouldn't cost more than $120 for just about any size.  Spending over $1000 on any computer?  You're getting ripped off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tech support issues?  Hell even if your operating system is completely crippled, I can back up your data, reinstall your OS and all its programs, AND put all your data back in place in under 4 hours.  This last resort tactic wipes out every software glitch you may have acquired.  At my working rate is $35/hour that's  $140.  Yes, nearly any problem you have, just about guaranteed to cost you under $150.  Even if it's a hardware problem, there are good chances I can find and replace the piece in question.  And most of the time, the problem is minor.  Less than 1 hour.  And that's what I like.  Getting the damn thing fixed as quickly as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Best Buy?  I guarantee you Geek Squad will not only cost more, they will do less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about 'upgrades'?  Did they get you to buy Norton?  Say goodbye to your computer's speed (and your wallet).  There is a ton of even better stuff out there, and it's FREE.  Avast! Antivirus and AVG are two of them.  That's just the surface.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're going to get your computer fixed, find a real geek.  If you're going to buy a computer, find a real geek.  They know what you need and how to get it cheap.  There's a reason you dont find them at Best Buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me, please.  I'm tired of seeing people ripped off.</content>
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    <title>novionsolarius @ 2007-07-22T03:14:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-22T07:15:23Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-22T08:14:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's 3:14am and I can't believe it but I'm playing chess on /b/...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf?! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|♖|♘|♗|♔|♕|♗|♘|♖|&lt;br /&gt;|♙|♙|♙|__|♙|♙|♙|♙|&lt;br /&gt;|__|__|__|__|__|__|__|__|&lt;br /&gt;|__|__|__|♙|__|__|__|__|&lt;br /&gt;|__|__|__|__|__|__|__|__|&lt;br /&gt;|__|__|__|__|__|__|__|__|&lt;br /&gt;|♟|♟|♟|♟|♟|♟|♟|♟|&lt;br /&gt;|♜|♞|♝|♚|♛|♝|♞|♜|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is that because most of /b/ doesn't know how to read chess notation, they're having a hard time screwing my game up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: final position:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|♖|__|__|__|♖|♔|__|__|&lt;br /&gt;|♙|♙|__|__|__|♙|♙|♙|&lt;br /&gt;|__|__|♘|__|♗|__|__|__|&lt;br /&gt;|__|__|♙|__|__|__|__|♟|&lt;br /&gt;|♛|__|__|♙|♟|__|♝|__|&lt;br /&gt;|__|__|__|♟|__|__|♗|♟|&lt;br /&gt;|♟|♟|♟|♞|__|__|__|__|&lt;br /&gt;|♜|__|♝|♚|♕|__|__|__|&lt;br /&gt;1. e4 Nc3&lt;br /&gt;2. d5 Nxd4&lt;br /&gt;3. QxN e6&lt;br /&gt;4. f4 Qf6&lt;br /&gt;5. e5 Qg6&lt;br /&gt;6. Nf3 d4&lt;br /&gt;7. Bd3 Qh5&lt;br /&gt;8. Nc3 a5&lt;br /&gt;9. Nb5 Ra6&lt;br /&gt;10. Nxc7+ Kd8&lt;br /&gt;11. NxR b7xN&lt;br /&gt;12. Qb6+ Ke8&lt;br /&gt;13. Qc7 Ne7&lt;br /&gt;14. Be3 a4&lt;br /&gt;15. 0-0-0 Bd7&lt;br /&gt;16. Bb6 Bb5&lt;br /&gt;17. Qd8 ++ (checkmate; bishop defends queen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good game! By far the most intelligent thing I’ve seen on /b/ in awhile.</content>
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    <title>novionsolarius @ 2007-07-17T03:33:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-17T07:33:48Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-17T07:33:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Gulp and Games, Wed 7/18 @ 4pm in Nike 103-301&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free Smoothies and Games</content>
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    <title>novionsolarius @ 2007-07-14T16:02:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-14T20:03:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-14T20:03:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">When I was around 7ish, my Dad taught me how to disable and possibly even kill an attacker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to kick them in the crotch, then bring my knee up to smash their nose (as they balled up), then kick them across their throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a moment ago I was in the bathroom and it occurred to me that as a 7 year old against today's 6ft and up people, I would have been lucky if I were tall enough to headbutt them in the crotch.  How in hell was I supposed to kick them across their throat??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even TODAY I'm not sure I could accurately land a kick across the throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn flawed defenses.... =___=+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crotches are well in range though.</content>
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    <title>novionsolarius @ 2007-07-12T21:05:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-13T01:06:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-13T01:06:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am a retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't paying attention and I put shower gel in my hand, then proceeded to rub it in my hair XD</content>
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    <title>Fiasco</title>
    <published>2007-07-08T08:29:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-16T02:43:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">What a fiasco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the story of how, in one day, Bryan managed to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drive 200+ miles&lt;br /&gt;Kill his cellphone in the rain at a most inconvenient time&lt;br /&gt;Lose his backpack and therefore all his chinese class materials inside&lt;br /&gt;Get ripped off by a parking garage&lt;br /&gt;Get ripped off by 3 parking meters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only things that really could have made it worse:&lt;br /&gt;Getting a speeding ticket.&lt;br /&gt;Crashing the car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the dragon boat festival in S. Orlando, so I got up at 10:30am and went down to drive there.  It was hot, UCF lost flagrantly, but all in all, nothing unusual.  After that I drove to Skycraft to pick up parts for the remote control raccoon machine I'm building, then drove back to UCF to have a meeting with some residents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All normal so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meeting, I intended to head to Metrocon to drop off the computer I fixed for Kimberly (or so I hope it is finally).  This is where things started going awry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a light rain as I biked to my car to move it nearer to the apartment in order to put computer in car much more easily.  That's all fine and dandy except it started POURING as soon as I get out of the parking garage.  Thinking it wasnt really as wet as it was, I got out of the car by my apartment thinking I'd just run out and I wouldn't get all that wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In only 3 seconds, I managed to get my jeans completely soaked.  So much for wearing those.  Upon entering Nike 103 I noticed a giant spot of water in the carpet, so I called physical plant to report it, then went up to my room to get Kimberly's computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being more intelligent this time, I grabbed my windbreaker and covered Kimberly's computer in a garbage bag before heading back out into the rain.  Except that when I got to the car, I realized that I had left my keys in the apartment.  Fortunately my car was still unlocked so at least I could put her computer inside, but this meant I had to walk to the Nike office to get to an RA who could key me into my room.  So I pulled out my cell phone again and called the Nike office, and after all that I got back into my room with my jeans now serving as navy blue dual waterfalls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed my keys and headed down to the car to get going.  I dropped by Pita Pit to grab some lunch, and once I got back into the car I figured I'd call Kimberly and find out exactly where I was supposed to be going.  When I pulled out my phone, I realized that it was now dead.  The screen was foggy.  I had no idea where the Tampa Convention Center was (except in Tampa somewhere), and now had no means of calling Kimberly to find out.  I spent the next several minutes trying to figure out what to do.  This began with trying to get the phone working again, which, upon shaking it, yielded many splatter drops of water from the top of the phone.  Not a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the top of the phone has a hole in it somewhere around the rotation point, even though it looks solid.  In the rain, this served as a channel for water to funnel in.  After shaking the phone until my wrist got tired, and still failing to turn it on, I decided to try letting the GPS find the convention center, and figured I'd improvise from there.  Fortunately it knew the address, so I began on my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I finally arrived, I spent 45 minutes wandering the convention looking for anyone familiar.  I even tried going to the nearby hotels to try to find where she was staying, but got no results.  By pure luck, I happened to encounter Kimberly, and therefore was able to get her her computer.  In due time, I got to see several other friends I hadn't seen in years, and most of the night went well.  I got to see some band that I no longer remember and watched Colin and Jesse do an awesome parapara dance set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changmin was hungry so he and I went to Hooters for my first time.  As he had stated, their wings are good, though the restaurant proved to be far from the stereotype I had been given.  Not that there was anything to complain about, just that it was different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent a lot of time looking for parking prior to getting into the restaurant, and managed to get a roof spot in the Port Bay Authority Garage.  At the front it said "event fee, $10."  I asked the lady if it was seriously $10, and she said, get it initialized (? dont remember the word now, I've been up to long) and it wouldnt be.  Well, the line was being rushed so I didnt get to ask what initialized meant, but figured our ignorance upon leaving would be sufficient.  Upon leaving, however, I got slapped with a $10 'event' parking fee even though the only things Changmin and I did was to eat at Hooters for 40 minutes.  Only at the exit was I told what one had to do to get their ticket "initialized."  We had to present it to one of the stores we had gone to and they'd stamp it.  What the hell.  No where did it say anything about initialization, only that we ought to take our parking ticket with us (which we did).  She wouldn't budge though, so I had to cough up $10.  Bleh.  I had her change $5 into quarters for my parking meter when I got back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon returning to my parking spot where I had successfully fed the meter for 2 hours worth of parking before, I proceeded to put in quarters just like last time.  Except it would only give me 25 minutes, which one second later would drop to 22 or 20 minutes.  Didn't matter if I put in more quarters, I got no additional time.  I tried the meter to the side to no different effect, and the meter across which said "2 hour parking" instead of "30 min parking" even though all the meters were supposed to be on 12 hour parking because it was a weekend.  In the end, I gave up, too frustrated to find more parking, unwilling to waste more quarters, and unwilling to get raped for $12 for a day pass in some other parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got back to the convention, Changmin and I rejoined the others at the rave, which was interesting to watch.  The glow stick people generally failed to be impressive, but it was amusing to watch other people.  I also think I learned to move a bit more naturally in such dances, which helps.  I still dont consider myself able to dance by a long shot, but it's a step in the right direction.  Seems Jillian S. has learned to rave to a decent extent as well, which was very impressive, or maybe just that I've never seen her dance before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also saw guys grinding against each other for the first time.  Two later grew to four, and I was near certain I'd see a penis whip out at some point, which fortunately I did not see.  Quite a different picture than what I'm used to seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 1:30am I decided I was going to return to UCF, so Changmin and I went back to my car to pick up the leftover wings from Hooters for him, and then I returned Kimberly's VIP pass to her (it's how I got into the various events).  Thank you Kimberly for letting me borrow it, and sorry that I had to knock on your door at such a time.  I couldn't get it to slip under the door because of the metal clamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long ride home ahead of me.  As long as I didn't fall asleep I'd be good.  A little over 3/4 of the way back to UCF, I realized that I didn't have my backpack.  My backpack, containing my Chinese dictionary, binder of paper, Chinese workbook, and all my Chinese notes.  My backpack, with all the mechanical pencils I have except one.  My backpack, the only device I have for carrying things around right now.  I'm sure you can imagine the expletives running through my head.  I sure as heck wasn't going to turn around again, because I'd fall asleep for sure (not to mention I didn't want to disturb Kimberly at 4am for my backpack), so I had no choice but to keep going.  Also at some point along the way my phone, which began working on and off at Hooters, went to a pure white screen that reads: "download started --- Emergency @ USB, Bootblock Version: a950_bb:YK24.3"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't respond to anything.  I even left it on the whole trip to 'download.'  I wonder if this phone will come out of it's death state.  It's very inconvenient to not have it.  Only reason I'm leaving it in this state is because it makes the phone very warm, which I hope will help the water evaporate faster and perhaps it'll return to normal again.  I'll see tomorrow when I wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much crap to go on in only 24 hours.  Seeing my friends and such was just about the only redeeming factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to take my much needed sleep now, and deal with all the aftermath when I wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: thanks to a little googling I seem to have gotten the phone out of that white screen.  Now to get it to work again consistently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;edit:  Since google has picked this post up regarding this error message, for those who stumble across this error in the future, this is the information I found that helped fix my phone.  I hope it will be of use to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This "Emergency Mode" is used during the flashing process. It only should happen if you hold 9 while you power the phone on. It only works with the newest Samsung PST lite, and no one can seem to find it yet. Make sure your 9 key is not sticking. The only way to do anything to the phone once this happens is to remove the battery."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I did was smack the 9 key a bit while the battery was out to try to get it to unstick.  It seems to work, and I have gotten out of this dilemma twice now using this method.  I dont know if opening up your phone will void repairs but that seems to be a worthwhile long term fix as well.&lt;br /&gt;************</content>
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    <title>novionsolarius @ 2007-07-06T03:06:00</title>
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    <content type="html">I dunno, what do YOU want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want what you want.</content>
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    <content type="html">I tried to go to class on July 4th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... at least I dont get in trouble for coming in late</content>
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