<?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-5279322</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:57:57.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's Always Something</title><subtitle type='html'>CCalefate@hotmail.com</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279322.post-107785801618792037</id><published>2004-02-26T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T21:05:27.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Goodbye blog. We had some good times and some bad times. I am now joining the Live Journal cult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;livejournal.com/users/itscraig (The link isn't working... see what I mean blog?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-107785801618792037?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/107785801618792037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/107785801618792037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107785801618792037' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-107603052865527581</id><published>2004-02-05T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T17:24:28.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.bronxville.k12.ny.us/Defaulthome/newbro.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-107603052865527581?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/107603052865527581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/107603052865527581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107603052865527581' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-107526006365399860</id><published>2004-01-27T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T19:23:53.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just finished reading the &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0385504209/ref=pd_ts_b_2/002-5521736-8056837?v=glance&amp;s=books&amp;n=1000"&gt;DaVinci Code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by Dan Brown. I spent all day Sunday reading it and finally finished it Monday. The book was amazing. The book always left you wanting to read more. Another thing about the book was that whenever you thought it was going in a direction, it would go in the complete opposite. In May a book explaining all the topics in the &lt;em&gt;DaVinci Code&lt;/em&gt; comes out. It explains all of the unanswered questions from the &lt;em&gt;DaVinci Code&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;In other news, I found out the other day there is no possible way to get into LaGuardia High School in New York. I must settle for Bronxville High School in Bronxville, NY. I am a little disappointed but now I don't have to worry about memorizing a monologue. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-107526006365399860?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/107526006365399860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/107526006365399860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107526006365399860' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-107388142640010025</id><published>2004-01-11T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T22:26:58.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>+&lt;strong&gt;Here We Go Again&lt;/strong&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am moving...again. And so far most of the people i told, said, "Again?" and blew me off. Well I don't care anymore. I am leaving this state and moving this May or June. I don't care what people think, this is how it is. My house is on sale and everything is completely different. I feel like nothing that I do now matters because I won't be here next year. If I move I probably won't be going to my &lt;a href="http://laguardiahs.org/"&gt;dream school.&lt;/a&gt;I will be living in a tiny apartment where I won't have my own space. If we sell the house before the end of the year then I will live in an apartment here until we move back. This is the reality and this is all I know. I don't care that you don't care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-107388142640010025?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/107388142640010025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/107388142640010025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107388142640010025' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-107274774476444016</id><published>2003-12-29T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T17:31:13.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>14 Words-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All day Law and Order SVU Marathon starting at 8AM on New Years Eve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-107274774476444016?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/107274774476444016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/107274774476444016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107274774476444016' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-107249111040486971</id><published>2003-12-26T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-26T18:13:16.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guilt is nothing without action.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-107249111040486971?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/107249111040486971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/107249111040486971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107249111040486971' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-107224991077335508</id><published>2003-12-23T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T23:13:12.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas Eve! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-107224991077335508?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/107224991077335508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/107224991077335508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107224991077335508' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-107215637823910045</id><published>2003-12-22T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T21:14:18.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"You playin' me like a fiddle."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               -My Dad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-107215637823910045?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/107215637823910045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/107215637823910045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107215637823910045' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-107172019640320927</id><published>2003-12-17T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T20:07:28.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is the night before tw of my hardest finals. It is 9PM and I have done absolutely everything to procrastinate. I got home from school and watch about five hours of dvds. Then I did some laundry, cleaned the house, cleaned the kitchen, lit the christmas tree, made myself a nice dinner, in which I had no appetite for, printed out all the different spanish verbs off of &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="www.conjuguemos.com"&gt;Conjuguemos.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, cleaned the desk, cleaned my room, took a shower, changed the batteries in the smoke detectors, and now I am writing in my blog. I have nothing else to do, but to stop procrastinating and study.  Any procrastination suggestions? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-107172019640320927?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/107172019640320927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/107172019640320927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107172019640320927' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-107159699281044015</id><published>2003-12-16T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T09:51:04.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To those of you that I came into contact this morning I am sorry if I was mean or non-social. I am tired, stressed out about finals, and worst of all, extremely sick. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-107159699281044015?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/107159699281044015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/107159699281044015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107159699281044015' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-107119666623408983</id><published>2003-12-11T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T18:38:52.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As I walked into a restaraunt to pick up my to-go order a woman saw me and proclaimed, "You almost look old enough to drive." I looked at her and said, "I am," in a meaner way than it reads. I walked away in a huff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-107119666623408983?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/107119666623408983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/107119666623408983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107119666623408983' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-107004653557118926</id><published>2003-11-28T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T11:10:10.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tuesday is my first improv show. I am not nervous at all, although it is four days away and there is nothing to be nervous about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rebels Without Applause&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday, December 2 At 7PM&lt;br /&gt;In the Drama Room at MPHS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be there hoes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-107004653557118926?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/107004653557118926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/107004653557118926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#107004653557118926' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106997225283280478</id><published>2003-11-27T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T14:31:40.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think holidays and my family can get along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106997225283280478?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106997225283280478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106997225283280478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106997225283280478' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106964859894993267</id><published>2003-11-23T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T20:37:20.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELP-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am auditioning for &lt;em&gt;Into the Woods&lt;/em&gt; at MCC for Jack. Does anybody know about the character or what song I should sing for auditions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106964859894993267?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106964859894993267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106964859894993267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106964859894993267' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106939350678713747</id><published>2003-11-20T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T21:45:43.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BEFORE THE POST:&lt;br /&gt;Hey 'anon,' my blog is for whatever I want to write about. Is it your blog? No is the correct answer to that question. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is going fine. Not great, not bad. On one hand I am having fun in theatre. I just had my first improv rehearsal the other night (in which i did not do very good) but I still had fun. Auditions for a new show are coming up soon and there is a little kid part who is really annoying but it is unisex so I think it will go to a girl because there are not many female roles in the show. It will still be fun. The thespian conference is tomorrow and I am somewhat excited. I must say that I am most excited to see "Captain Thespian" because supposedly he/she wears a robe and it will be funny. Another thing is that I am becoming closer to some of my friends lately and it is nice to have more people to talk to about stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand: I don't feel, for lack of better words, complete lately. My dad lives and works in New Jersey and I only see him for one week a month. I was never really close to my dad but I don't hate him, and I do miss him when he's gone. It is not bad just because he is gone, but when he is gone it affects my family. My mom and sister are never the same when he is gone. When I talk to it about people I tell them that he lives there for work but all of a sudden realize what I am saying and feel obligated to say, "but my parents aren't divorced." It is weird right now with this situation. Then I sometimes think, "would it be better if we moved there, or wouild it be worse?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106939350678713747?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106939350678713747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106939350678713747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106939350678713747' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106892698697569212</id><published>2003-11-15T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T12:10:48.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night from the hours of 8PM to 10PM somebody stabed my lawn with over a hundred forks and smashed a pumpkin on my driveway. Toilet paer is one thing but stabbing forks on my lawn is another. That is scary psyco shit. Why don't you just put a burning cross on my front lawn?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106892698697569212?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106892698697569212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106892698697569212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106892698697569212' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106853210978513724</id><published>2003-11-10T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T22:31:02.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never got along with my brother but in  the past few days I have realized what I think of him. I think he is self-centered, arrogant, and a little prick. Never has he been supportive of me or anything I do. All he does is criticizes me and acts like my father. Some of his main arguments are that I am "lazy and need to get a job," "need to get to the gym more,"(true but don't need him to tell me) and "do something with your life." I have been looking for a job and have one lined up, I have been going to the gym lately, and theatre is what I am doing with my life which is more than I can say for what you did in high school. As far as I am concerned he has nothing more to argue with me about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- Sorry for the constant complaining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106853210978513724?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106853210978513724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106853210978513724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106853210978513724' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106851238058280718</id><published>2003-11-10T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T17:00:04.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;UPDATE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW WHO IT WAS AND YOU WILL PAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106851238058280718?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106851238058280718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106851238058280718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106851238058280718' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106836592465232205</id><published>2003-11-09T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T00:19:06.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.picsearch.com/is?224147285343"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house was just toilet papered. Normally I would laugh it off and it would be funny but tonight when I discovered/cleaned it up &lt;em&gt;Law and Order SVU&lt;/em&gt; was on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.picsearch.com/is?298162484014"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me sad. Not angry but sad. I missed one of my favorite shows to clean up some toilet paper, an orange cone, and a hub cap. So to you rebels: shame on you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106836592465232205?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106836592465232205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106836592465232205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106836592465232205' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106748038851133170</id><published>2003-10-29T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T18:19:54.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents: We are going to New York this winter break.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents: We are not going. You just got a new car.&lt;br /&gt;Me: (sad)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106748038851133170?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106748038851133170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106748038851133170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106748038851133170' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106747804546873710</id><published>2003-10-29T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T17:47:31.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Oprah,&lt;br /&gt;I am sure you are an excellent person and one of Jesus' personal friends but I have a bone to pick with you. I frequently go into the book store to read books and magazines and every so often I see a book labeled "Oprah's Book Club." This angers me. Why do you ask? Because a person like you with her own magazine an TV show could not possibly take the time out of your busy schedule to read the books all those books and &lt;em&gt;East of Eden&lt;/em&gt; none the less. I am writing you this letter because I lnow you are a scam. You maybe fooling everybody else but your not fooling me.&lt;br /&gt;'Craig Calefate&lt;br /&gt;PS-My new life goal is to expose you as the lying do-gooder you really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.oprah.com/images/obc_classic/obc_clas_header_top_lt_ad_332.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.oprah.com/images/obc_classic/obc_clas_header_mid_lt_332.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.oprah.com/images/obc_classic/obc_clas_header_bot_lt_220.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106747804546873710?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106747804546873710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106747804546873710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106747804546873710' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106720712970708504</id><published>2003-10-26T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T14:25:34.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELP-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crative Writing or Humanities?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106720712970708504?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106720712970708504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106720712970708504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106720712970708504' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106687756886556572</id><published>2003-10-22T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T19:52:48.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yankees are up in the series 2-1. What now bitches?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A one act I was in was tonight. Besides jumping around in the script it was one of the funnest times I have had. I hope tomorrow goes well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106687756886556572?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106687756886556572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106687756886556572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106687756886556572' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106661071352858127</id><published>2003-10-19T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T17:45:13.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid84/p9882929ba70e05bb3041a8d3e51ba4c3/faccacac.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106661071352858127?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106661071352858127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106661071352858127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106661071352858127' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106661044964369803</id><published>2003-10-19T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T17:40:49.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like the only yankee fan in Az. Well I don't give a shit because right now they are up by 4 in the second inning. So to all those non-Yankee fans: shame on you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106661044964369803?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106661044964369803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106661044964369803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106661044964369803' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106642937280490833</id><published>2003-10-17T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T15:22:52.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally got my pictures to work so here we go: &lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid84/p9204180a0bb97d9c11b61e9e76b517f7/faccacb7.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106642937280490833?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106642937280490833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106642937280490833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106642937280490833' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106642879407181761</id><published>2003-10-17T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T15:13:36.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night as I ate my pizza I watched the Yankees win the game that takes them to the World Series. Now the world feels right again now that they are back in the series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.teamhitchcover.com/yankees.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106642879407181761?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106642879407181761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106642879407181761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106642879407181761' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106609950223445056</id><published>2003-10-13T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T19:45:01.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My dad heads back to New Jersey tomorrow. Sometimes he gets on my nerves when he is here but then when he is away I feel bad for getting annoyed. For a few days after he leaves the house seems like it's missing something and everyone is kind of depressed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106609950223445056?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106609950223445056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106609950223445056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106609950223445056' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106549091650974460</id><published>2003-10-06T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-06T18:41:56.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What has happened in the past week or so:&lt;br /&gt;-not moving&lt;br /&gt;-new car&lt;br /&gt;-Thoreau part&lt;br /&gt;-happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going good. Last Saturday I came home from lunch. My parents said they needed to talk to me. I sat down. They said we are not movin. Disapointment on my face. They got something out of their pocket. They gave it to me. They escorted me to the garage. They gave me keys to a new Jeep Liberty. Disappointment turned to happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auditions last Tuesday. I auditioned. Next day checked the cast list. Got a part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106549091650974460?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106549091650974460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106549091650974460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106549091650974460' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106455255117309013</id><published>2003-09-25T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-25T22:02:31.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>12 News Opening Lines:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"See how this bake sale went wrong."&lt;br /&gt;-"A valley mom in jail tonight for attacking a school principal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sad really. Welcome to AZ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106455255117309013?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106455255117309013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106455255117309013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106455255117309013' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106409993917599969</id><published>2003-09-20T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-20T16:28:38.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anyone know how to make it smaller? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid80/p69cfbf438a14acd92f88be36dd09c4f7/fb0aa211.jpg.orig.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106409993917599969?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106409993917599969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106409993917599969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106409993917599969' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106358391555008925</id><published>2003-09-14T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T17:03:55.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I am doing nothing it gets worse. When the flight leaves it hurts. I can't handle watching it anymore. It's less than twice a month. It wasn't supposed to be like this. I am ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106358391555008925?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106358391555008925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106358391555008925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106358391555008925' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106334753498391597</id><published>2003-09-11T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T23:18:54.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday I got in the car and on the seat lay an NYU pamphlet addressed to my sister. I looked at it and though that my mom probably dropped it while she was getting the mail. I open it up and I soon realize that it is a "Study Abroad" pamphlet. Ever since I went to London, I thought I wanted to study for a semester in London. It has been on my mind lately and there the pamphlet pops up on the seat. It is for five cities and it is where you apply to do it and you get sent to a city and they put you in a dorm or apartment and you study in that city. I can't wait for that oppurtunity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106334753498391597?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106334753498391597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106334753498391597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106334753498391597' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106308330944790074</id><published>2003-09-08T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T21:55:09.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE DAYS ARE COUNTING DOWN,&lt;br /&gt;HOW SHOULD I FEEL?&lt;br /&gt;HOW AM I EXPECTED TO FEEL?&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO I EXPECT OTHERS TO FEEL?&lt;br /&gt;QUESTIONS WITH NO ANSWERS, NO WAY OF FINDING THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106308330944790074?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106308330944790074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106308330944790074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106308330944790074' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106287692540478790</id><published>2003-09-06T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-06T12:35:25.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am doing good. I am in two one acts: Hidden in this Picture and Bad for Business. I am now also going to do a mime thing for the thespian conference becaause Chelsea and I figured no one else will sign up for that. Any suggestions on my mime thing? I have nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106287692540478790?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106287692540478790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106287692540478790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106287692540478790' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106282059686851385</id><published>2003-09-05T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T20:56:36.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is it me or is the Travel Channel really depressing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106282059686851385?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106282059686851385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106282059686851385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106282059686851385' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106236159074406275</id><published>2003-08-31T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T13:26:30.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friday there were auditions. I am really excited because I am now in &lt;em&gt;Hidden In This Picture&lt;/em&gt;. I play Reuban, an asshole production manager who has to keep the film on budget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106236159074406275?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106236159074406275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106236159074406275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106236159074406275' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106202544396156089</id><published>2003-08-27T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T16:04:03.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have decided to stop thinking about moving. I have been waiting three weeks for the &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; answer on whether I am moving or not. Before I stop thinking about it: A friend of the family's has talked to my mom and said that she may have connections to the Laguardia High School in the thatre district of NY. This would mean I would have to take the train to the city, then take the subway to school. This one part of moving makes me happy. Laguardia High School is an art school that includes dance, art, drama, and technical theatre. You are supposed to live in Manhattan to attend but since it's really expensive, that won't happen. She says we can work around that, as well as the audition. Interesting. So it's kind of a lose, win situation either way. Anyway, about the three week thing. My dad's boss is on vacation all this week so that's yet another week added onto this tedious wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106202544396156089?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106202544396156089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106202544396156089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106202544396156089' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106175781087040538</id><published>2003-08-24T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T13:43:30.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning. My parents just left before I got on the computer to find &lt;a href="http://www.realtor.com/FindHome/HomeListing.asp?snum=24&amp;frm=bymap&amp;st=NY&amp;typ=1&amp;typ=2&amp;typ=3&amp;typ=4&amp;typ=5&amp;typ=6&amp;poe=realtor&amp;mnbed=0&amp;mnbath=0&amp;mnprice=275000&amp;mxprice=600000&amp;js=off&amp;pgnum=3&amp;fid=so&amp;mnsqft=&amp;mls=xmls&amp;ct=Bronxville&amp;areaid=60130&amp;areaid=12087&amp;areaid=92469&amp;sid=01672590A470C&amp;snumxlid=1029155409&amp;lnksrc=00004"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. I wish they would just tell me what I am doing, stay or leave?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106175781087040538?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106175781087040538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106175781087040538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106175781087040538' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106118800472825569</id><published>2003-08-17T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-17T23:26:44.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's funny the way people can be very simpathetic, yet extremely selfish at the exact same time. All this over a few more rows of walking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*If you do not understand, don't feel bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106118800472825569?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106118800472825569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106118800472825569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106118800472825569' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-106055147065467253</id><published>2003-08-10T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-10T14:39:41.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am not dreading going back to school. I am kind of excited in a way. I am ready to stop sitting around all day doing nothing. So school-you don't scare me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-106055147065467253?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106055147065467253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/106055147065467253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_08_10_archive.html#106055147065467253' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-105998524492460208</id><published>2003-08-04T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-04T01:20:44.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright. My parents have given it to me straight. My dad has applyed to get our move payed for by the company. They would pay for the movers and they would sell the house. We will here in the next three weeks if we are getting the moving deal. If they say yes then I am out of here by december. If they say no I am her until I graduate. Three weeks and counting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-105998524492460208?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105998524492460208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105998524492460208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#105998524492460208' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-105964117405491465</id><published>2003-07-31T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-31T01:48:48.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I turned in my parking application today(about three months late) and I immediately got #278, right in front. Drove around some more today. First real freeway experience, less scary than I expected. Saw "The Italian Job." Great movie. It was even more fun because we were the only ones in there. That's all. Have to wake up early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fountain of Wayne-Welcome Interstate Managers=good cd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-105964117405491465?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105964117405491465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105964117405491465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105964117405491465' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-105954822762955219</id><published>2003-07-29T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-29T23:57:07.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a great birthday. I got my license and drove around for a long time with my music playing. When I get out of the car sometimes people stare with that, "Why is that 10-year-old driving a car?" Oh well. Then I went to crew. Then I went to dinner with my family and some friends which was fun. It was great 16th birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-105954822762955219?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105954822762955219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105954822762955219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105954822762955219' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-105938243686567041</id><published>2003-07-28T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-28T01:54:39.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>By the way, new pictures at my photo island thing.21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-105938243686567041?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105938243686567041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105938243686567041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105938243686567041' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-105938214541890290</id><published>2003-07-28T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-28T01:49:05.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am now 16 and have been for one hour and thirty six minutes. When I was little my family would hide gifts and be all secretive and on my birthday it would be a big fun surprise. Today I went to Target with my sis and shes like, "Go look at sporting goods while I get your card and present." I don't think thats very surprising. In fact, it's a little sad. I am trying to fall asleep for my driver's test tomorrow but my family keeps waking me up. My bro woke me up to watch a taped show because I am th only one in the house with a VCR. My dad woke me up to take Tiger out to go to the bathroom. Then my sister asked me to get her retainer. The result: me sitting at the computer while the rest of my family sleeps soundly. I rented &lt;em&gt;Lisence to Drive&lt;/em&gt;.  One of the top 80's movies. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-105938214541890290?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105938214541890290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105938214541890290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105938214541890290' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-105920142112970073</id><published>2003-07-25T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-25T23:37:01.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am in a bad mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-105920142112970073?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105920142112970073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105920142112970073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105920142112970073' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-105920122803403489</id><published>2003-07-25T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-25T23:36:50.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wrote this tonight while I was thinking about where I want to be in the future. Just some random thoughts, nothing is set in stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to be in the future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	It all depends on when in the future. In the near future I would like to be in Phoenix, AZ going to Mountain Pointe High School. Taking voice lessons and audition for community theatre. Be involved in Theatre Company. Then I want to graduate from MPHS. I would then like to go to New York University studying and majoring in technical theatre or musical theatre and secondary education. While going to school I would get a job selling tickets or ushering at a Broadway or Off-Broadway show. After that I would have a job working as a high school history teacher, teacher’s assistant, or counselor. While doing one of these jobs I would have an agent, be auditioning, and looking for technical theatre positions for local theatres and then maybe Broadway. Then if at all possible working on Movin’ Out or Urinetown. After that, get married and have a few kids. Live in the city or in Bronxville, Yonkers, or Scarsdale depending on where my career had taken me. Then go back to teaching. Retire. Die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where don’t you want to be in the future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	I don’t want to move to New Jersey and attend an all boys’ school in Red Bank. Get a job at a fast food place. Go to a community college in New Jersey. Get an office job somewhere because I never made it in theatre. End up not married and childless. Die alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything is possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-105920122803403489?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105920122803403489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105920122803403489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105920122803403489' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-105903000199855339</id><published>2003-07-24T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-24T00:03:21.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My dad's surgery went great, thank God. My sister and I went to visit him and he was really drugged up. It was hilarious. He was really happy drugged. He gets to come home tomorrow. Birthday count: 5&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-105903000199855339?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105903000199855339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105903000199855339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105903000199855339' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-105894311548847079</id><published>2003-07-22T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-22T23:51:55.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My dad goes into surgery tomorrow for a partial dysectimy(wrong spelling?). There is a plate in his back that needs to be partially removed because it is pushing on a nerve that affects the use of his leg. He goes in at 7AM and his surgery starts at 9AM. They tell me nothing ever goes wrong with the surgery. &lt;br /&gt;On Sunday my mom sent my sister and I to church to buy some St. Joseph statues. If you are Catholic you would know that St. Joseph statues are used to help sell your house. You bury them facing down toward the house. Then I get a haircut&lt;br /&gt;on Monday and the lady cutting my hair asked my mom when we were moving. My mom then told her "definitely by December." Thanks for telling me and my haircutter at the same time mom. She acts like it is no big deal. In actuallity I have to make new friends and be the new kid again. But they also said that I was moving last year so I don't know what to think anymore. I am sick of not knowing where I will end up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-105894311548847079?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105894311548847079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105894311548847079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105894311548847079' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-105867613427504207</id><published>2003-07-19T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-19T21:42:14.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a day that will go down in history. I turned in my very first application to Starbucks Coffee Company. It is very exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-105867613427504207?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105867613427504207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105867613427504207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105867613427504207' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-105860192036896511</id><published>2003-07-19T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-19T01:05:32.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My dad came home today. He walked in said hello, put down his bags, and sat down at his computer. Then he went out with my mom to dinner and then came back, watched tv, and went to bed. I don't think I have ever really been close to my dad. We never really "bonded." It kinda sucks. When he drives me somewhere in the car there is silence until one of us turns on the radio. When he is gone I don't even notice, which I feel horrible about because he is my dad and I should miss him or something. When he is home, the only time we interact is when he tells me that I "need to do more around the house" or when he gives me money when I go out. It's not like I don't like him or that he's not a good father, he just wasn't around as much when I was growing up. I still love him but we just don't know eachother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-105860192036896511?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105860192036896511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105860192036896511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105860192036896511' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-105851641423892468</id><published>2003-07-18T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-18T01:20:14.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So interesting day at the dentist. How it went:&lt;br /&gt;Me: Do I have cavaties?&lt;br /&gt;Hygenist:No.&lt;br /&gt;(Dentist walks in)&lt;br /&gt;Dentist:(after examining my teeth)You don't have any cavabties but you have three holes in your teeth that need to be filled.&lt;br /&gt;Me:Aren't holes in your teeth cavaties?&lt;br /&gt;Dentist:No. (Exits)&lt;br /&gt;Hygenist:Have some fluoride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad comes home tomorrow. I am excited to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Other News:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made pink lemonade today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-105851641423892468?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105851641423892468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105851641423892468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105851641423892468' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-105843059746288461</id><published>2003-07-17T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-17T01:33:25.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I may be doing doing something productive this summer. How? Dare I say it...getting a JOB! Yes, that's right. Craig is getting off his ass to search for a job. What kind of a job? Counter person at NYPD. As of now nothing is final but we have "connections" there and I need to fill out an application tomorrow. If this one falls through then the following are on the list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD:&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks*&lt;br /&gt;Seattle&lt;br /&gt;Coffee Plantation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAD &amp; why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Target-sister works there and her boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;Dairy Queen-Need i say more?&lt;br /&gt;Fry's- i think we all know why...i won't mention any names&lt;br /&gt;Albertsons-probably be a cart person and i don't think the sun likes me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANY MORE SUGGESTIONS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Starbucks Retarded Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Starbucks with a few friends and got the application. That night I started to fill it out. I was in one of those I am so bored and sick of my house I can't stand it moods. We have all had them. There were some unusual questions and one of them being: What do you like about coffee? I don't drink coffee but of course I did not put that. I did, however, put: I like coffee because it can change your mood instantly from sad to happy, the way it can make you hyper, and the taste. Tomorrow I will get another application and refill it out when I am in a sane mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other News:&lt;br /&gt;Dentist tomorrow. As far as I am concerned the dentist is the devil. And the "hygenists"(which is far to big of a name for people who should face the fact that they are teeth cleaners who get 6-month-old candy from being loged between your teeth) are from hell as well. Atleast mine is. Is it me or do we go to the dentist to get our teeth cleaned, not to be scolded for eating suger, or having cavities, or not flossing. I say stop the scolding start the cleaning and shut the fuck up! No offense to those dentists out there but it had to be said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-105843059746288461?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105843059746288461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105843059746288461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105843059746288461' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-105822810940058991</id><published>2003-07-14T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-14T17:15:09.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;form action="http://www.deskslave.org/silly/deathday.cgi" method="post"&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" colspan="2" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Deathday!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Your name:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;craig&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;You will die on:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Wednesday, August 5, 2020&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;You will die of:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Exsanguination &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Username:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="username" value="ENTER USERNAME"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000" align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="What's my Deathday?"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/quill18/"&gt;Created by &lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" style='vertical-align:bottom;border:0;'&gt;Quill&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/form&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-105822810940058991?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105822810940058991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105822810940058991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105822810940058991' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-105815774484995708</id><published>2003-07-13T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-13T21:42:24.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>John the delivery man was "talked to and we got our $8 back and a free "order" meaning we can order any meal consisting of whatever we want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-105815774484995708?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105815774484995708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105815774484995708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105815774484995708' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-105815342303263338</id><published>2003-07-13T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-13T20:30:23.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just had a run in with the Papa John's pizza delivery man named John. I ordered a large cheese pizza, it came to exactly $12.88. I decided to be generous to John, the delivery man, so i gave him a $2.22 tip. I asked John for $5.00 back after giving him two tens. He started to count the change out of his big folded up pile of cash when he asks if my parents are home. &lt;br /&gt;I tell him, "no" (which is like the worst thing to say to a stranger) but I though, "Hey, I am nearly sixteen, grow up Craig."&lt;br /&gt;He then tells me that he cannot give me my change because you have to have an adult there and you can't give change to a minor. I have ordered pizza before and have gotten change before. &lt;br /&gt;I laugh it off thinking he was joking, so I sarcastically say, "Sure their upstairs." &lt;br /&gt;He says "Go get them."&lt;br /&gt;I say, "They are busy."&lt;br /&gt;He says, "Tell them to call me when they are not busy and I will gladly drop off the change."&lt;br /&gt;Of course I call my mom. Then again. And again. No answer. I then call Papa Johns and explain the story to the person who takes orders who tells me she will get the manager because she has never heard that before. The manager then tells me he will talk to him and if he "pocketed" my change it will be returned. I say ok. I call back after talking to my mom and tell the manager that my parents will be in to collect my change. He says that he will talk to them. Now we wait... Tune in next time to hear what happens to Craig, the $5, and the pizza delivery man named John.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-105815342303263338?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105815342303263338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105815342303263338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105815342303263338' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-105798085263158551</id><published>2003-07-11T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-11T20:34:12.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.com/news/937339.asp"&gt;Jerry Springer&lt;/a&gt; can be Senator, I can be president of the U. S. of A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-105798085263158551?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105798085263158551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105798085263158551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105798085263158551' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-105773643654846233</id><published>2003-07-09T00:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-09T00:40:36.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, so since my picture thing is not working at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.photoisland.com/servlet/GuestLogin?USERNAME=ccalefate"&gt;My Album&lt;/a&gt; or http://www.photoisland.com/servlet/GuestLogin?USERNAME=ccalefate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use the password: PASSWORD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my NY/NJ picturesthat have been developed so far are there. Tell me what you think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-105773643654846233?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105773643654846233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105773643654846233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105773643654846233' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-105753650685070539</id><published>2003-07-06T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-06T17:09:07.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like shit today. I am sick yet again. I am getting along with my family again and there have not been any fights. I am very happy about that. If it's not one thing it's another.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-105753650685070539?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105753650685070539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105753650685070539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105753650685070539' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-105737765956225939</id><published>2003-07-04T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-04T21:00:59.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't handle it anymore. I start fighting with my parents because I am not in a "good mood." Then I am fighting with my sister because she's a bitch. Then I try to make up and says that I can't just say sorry and everything better, that I have to show her or some shit. Then I get in another fight with my dad because I used some ice that apparently is only his. He is only home every other week and we can't even get along. I hate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-105737765956225939?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105737765956225939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105737765956225939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105737765956225939' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-105709943873386606</id><published>2003-07-01T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-01T15:43:58.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well since I last posted I went to bingo and won $200. Then I there was a family fight and now I am home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-105709943873386606?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105709943873386606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105709943873386606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105709943873386606' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-105664047555773221</id><published>2003-06-26T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T08:14:35.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thursdays are bingo. Hopefully I don't get trampled this time by very old ladies trying to rub my "lucky red hair." Ready to win the big bucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-105664047555773221?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105664047555773221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105664047555773221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105664047555773221' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-105664010347280780</id><published>2003-06-26T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T08:08:23.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't had access to a computer but since then not a lot has happened. My mom surprised me and bought my cousin and I tickets to Aida. We saw it yesterday. It was awsome. This week the casts are changing so we saw all the fill-ins but it was still great. We drove down at around noon and met my other cousin for lunch. We parked uptown and after lunch took a cab to midtown where the theatre district and Times Square are. Then we picked up the tickets and saw the show. When the final curtain went down I almost went deaf by the sounds ofgirls 12 and under screaming all around us and in the balcony. Besides the near deafening curtain call it was a lot of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-105664010347280780?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105664010347280780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/105664010347280780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105664010347280780' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-95917088</id><published>2003-06-22T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-22T08:35:01.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I saw Urinetown yesterday. My Godfather took me for my birthday and it was excellent. Then we went to this drama bookstore. It was raining really hard so instead of going to Little Italy we went to an Italian restaurant and saw one of the cast members. He was the stand in for Caudwell, one of the main parts and he was great. Beside the rain it was a great day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-95917088?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95917088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95917088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#95917088' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-95849297</id><published>2003-06-19T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-19T20:13:44.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bingo tonight. Didn't win, but it was fun anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-95849297?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95849297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95849297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_06_15_archive.html#95849297' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-95797822</id><published>2003-06-18T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-18T10:35:56.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh how I have missed a computer. It is my sixth day here on the cloudy/rainy east coast and I am having a great time. My throat/nose/ear infection thing is clearing up and I feel great but since I woke up today when I sneeze or blow my nose blood comes out. But oh well. Probably too much information. I stayed an extra night at my dad's apartment because I was sick but was nice because I got to see him an extra day. He lives in Asbury Park, New Jersey. Those of you who have been there or heard about it may think it is somewhat the "hood" as my dad called parts of the town but people are buying the building and trying to fix it up again like it used to be in the early 1900's. It was the "place to be" on the Jersey shore but it got bad but for the past few years it has been fixed up. He lives literally two blocks away from the ocean. It's a great place. Then we went to the Downtown Cafe where my dad goes after work everynight. All the waiters and waitresses know him there, he has become a regular. On Saturday we drove up to the city and saw Movin' Out which was amazing. There is one guy that sings all the songs and the actors just dance they don't speak. It was great. Then we went to meet my cousin and her boyfriend at Carmine's, an Italian restaurant near Time's Square. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my mom and I drove up to New York and saw my cousins, then went to my aunt Helen's house. My cousin Tommy who is in the same grade as me was studying for regent exams all night which you have to pass to pass the class. I then looked at all of my Grandpa's old photo albums. He kept one every year since he was dating my Grandma in the 30's up until the year before he died. I saw baby pictures of my mom and aunts in the bronx where they grew up, newspaper clippings and a picture of my mom's favorite Catholic nun teacher from elementary school. I took a few of my baby pictures to copy. Then at 1:45AM I fell asleep to the sounds of Elimadate on the TV. This morning I woke up and we drove to my cousin Karin's house to see her new baby Taylor. She's so tiny and small and she's always smiling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-95797822?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95797822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95797822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_06_15_archive.html#95797822' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-95776323</id><published>2003-06-17T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-17T19:53:24.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been here a couple of days and the third day I woke up with an infected ear and throat. Other than the pain in my throat and ears every time I swallow and the constant nose-blowing, I am havin' fun. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-95776323?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95776323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95776323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_06_15_archive.html#95776323' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-95581798</id><published>2003-06-12T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-12T00:37:08.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am almost all packed not including the clothes in the laundry. Tomorrow I will embark on my journey. I leave at around 10PM to take a red eye flight. I arrive in New Jersey in the morning. Then I will go to my dad's apartment and maybe the beach or if it's raining the mall. On Saturday I see Movin' Out. Then on Sunday I head up to New York to go to my Cousin's baby Taylor's christening. I haven't seen her yet and I am really excited. Then we drive my sister to the airport on Monday, then my mom and I will do our rounds with the relatives until Thursday. Then I stay with my Godfather until Sunday, my aunt Kathy until Friday, a family friend Delores until Saturday when I might have to go to my cousin Scott's graduation party, then I stay with my aunt Helen until Tuesday when I come home. Now I have to think of what else to do to pass the time, because when you can't sleep you are completely bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-95581798?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95581798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95581798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#95581798' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-95486399</id><published>2003-06-09T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-09T17:15:17.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4 more days until I am out of hell! What now bitches? My mom ordered tickets today and I am going to see Movin' Out. It's a new musical based on Billy Joel's Songs. I can't wait. Then I might see Aida with my cousin. Then on July 1 I am back in this hot hellish place of a desert. Fuck triple digit heat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-95486399?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95486399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95486399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#95486399' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-95394307</id><published>2003-06-06T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T19:40:05.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I stayed up again last night. I fell asleep at 8am and got up at 2. my sleep is really getting mest up and I am not feeling that great. That's what I get. Less than 5 days until I leave for New York and I am very excited. I wish I could just fast forward the next 4 days. I don't feel patiient enough to wait, if that makes sense...I am really tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-95394307?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95394307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95394307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95394307' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-95280792</id><published>2003-06-04T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-04T05:45:26.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just had the best night/morning. I watched a movie until 4:30AM and then I went to the park to take pictures of the sunrise. I walked over and the sun hadn't risen but it wasn't completely dark, it was the best time of day. I then walked up the little mountain and took random pictures of the sun rising and the mountains. As corny as this sound it was like I watched Ahwatukee wake. I saw random lights go on as people got up to get ready. Then all I heard was birds. It was kind of weird because I haven't really heard birds in Arizona before. Then it got brighter and brighter. I ran out of film and came home. I don't think I can sleep, I have too much energy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-95280792?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95280792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95280792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95280792' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-95276869</id><published>2003-06-04T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-04T02:38:25.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is 2:30AM. I don't feel like sleeping so I think I'll stay up and take pictures of the sunrise at the park. Okay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-95276869?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95276869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95276869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95276869' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-95227326</id><published>2003-06-03T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-03T00:23:27.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuck image station!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-95227326?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95227326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95227326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95227326' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-95226739</id><published>2003-06-02T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-02T23:58:55.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am ready to leave this fucking desert. I am so sick of this 1000 degree weather. I just want to leave to New York. Less than ten days and I leave to New York. I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid45/pbccdf1d789fbc50cdc28d5f0ac097078/fcd467bc.jpg.orig.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-95226739?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95226739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95226739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95226739' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-95216241</id><published>2003-06-02T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-02T23:38:33.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I had an eventful day. I got up at 1:30PM and then I went to the store with my mom. I then got bored so I used the magnetic poetry and put them on this board thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid63/pae8704acada7ae138f4d0b2c8924f304/fc03ad0c.jpg.orig.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-95216241?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95216241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95216241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95216241' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-95185291</id><published>2003-06-02T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-02T03:15:58.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sleep is good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-95185291?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95185291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95185291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95185291' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-95172002</id><published>2003-06-01T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-01T18:51:17.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is it bad that I keep having this repetitive nightmare in school where I either fail my bilogy test and get a D or it is a month before finals and I am worrying about them? Then one night I had this dream where I went to English and everyone had these projects but me. It is fucking summer and I should not have to worry! Damn school! I am not attending school yet it is always there and I can't get rid of it. I am going crazy. Help!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-95172002?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95172002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95172002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95172002' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-95161677</id><published>2003-06-01T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-01T12:45:53.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night was interesting. Went to see the Playwrites' Showcase at MCC. There were six plays, it was "Mature Audiences" night. The first two were horrible. The third was good. The fourth was odd. The fifth was not good. The sixth was not bad. Either the plays were good and the old, big man in the back breathing heavily ruined it for me or the plays were bad like what I saw. We left, then went to Mountain Pointe to see the senior prank, which is still there after a week and a half. Then helped some friends get stuff for a Mexico trip today. An eventful night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-95161677?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95161677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95161677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95161677' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-95095994</id><published>2003-05-30T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-30T13:52:22.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a new and better day. I, yet again, have nothing to do. But thats ok because it is summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-95095994?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95095994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95095994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#95095994' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-95052712</id><published>2003-05-29T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-29T15:04:03.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't stand my asshole brother. He needs to stop being my dad. He should save his fucking money and move out.&lt;br /&gt;My sister is fine if she wants me to keep her company or go upstairs and get her something but if I ask her to do something for me she'll call me lazy and be bitchy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-95052712?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95052712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95052712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#95052712' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-95019790</id><published>2003-05-28T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-28T20:30:56.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh. Summer. I am starting to enjoy it and not be bored anymore. I have decided I am going to read for children at the library. I think that would be fun to do, it will keep me busy, and give me some community service. I am so excited about everything right now. &lt;br /&gt;*14 More days until New York&lt;br /&gt;*2 More months until my birthday exactly&lt;br /&gt;*2 More months until I will be driving my own car by myself!&lt;br /&gt;*2 More months until I don't have to ask people for rides&lt;br /&gt;*2 More years until I graduate&lt;br /&gt;Life is all about timing.&lt;br /&gt;I found out my cousin is going to take me into the city for a day to see my other cousin, see a show, and take some pictures. What sucks is that my sister will be staying only a short time so she gets to pick the show we see. She happens to think Aida "looks boring" because it takes place in Egypt. The day we see a show is the day before the cast switches so if I wait to go with my cousin I won't be able to see Adam Pascal who was in the original cast of Aida and rent and Simone. So thanks to my sis we might not be able to see them. Oh well. I am sooooo excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-95019790?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95019790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/95019790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#95019790' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-94853842</id><published>2003-05-25T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-25T00:50:44.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tonight I had an interesting run in. Went to dinner with a couple friends and then swimming. Then went to a little party of DDR. Then I go to leave and my friends drive away. Funny for the first five minutes but then 15 minutes later it was still funny. I can take a joke. I go to get in the car and they drive away yet again. Not as funny anymore when I am hanging by the moon roof of a Volvo when it is still moving. Then I get in front of the car and sit on the hood. They get mad because God forbid I dent or scratch the new Volvo. They finally let me in after me saying they are acting like bitches. One of them gets all mad saying that I shouldn't call her a bitch and to throw me out of the car because I shouldn't call her a bitch. Then I get out and she tells me I shouldn't call her a bitch and I tell her if she doesn't want to be called a bitch she shouldn't act like a bitch. They drive away. Now they are calling me asking if I am mad at them. I am sure she will take this post to heart and say what an asshole I am for writing it and tell everyone what I did because blogs mean everything and blogs are just a way to "get back at people." She is probably the only one who reads this anyway. Welcome to drama. Shit...another depressing post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-94853842?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/94853842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/94853842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#94853842' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-94846002</id><published>2003-05-24T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-24T19:42:25.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now that school is finally over, I finally have some free time to do what I want to do. Well what I wanted to do lasted about 2 days. Now I am bored and I have only been out of school for 3 days. I spent today sleeping, eating and watching Catch Me If You Can. Thats enough free time I can't wait to go to New York. Two weeks of being busy. Then it's my birthday in July and then I'll get a job. Then I'll regret writing this post. Oh the irony of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-94846002?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/94846002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/94846002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94846002' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-94712845</id><published>2003-05-21T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-21T18:08:01.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School is basically over and I passed my biology class with a C which is awesome. It's my sister's birthday so my mom and I are taking her out to dinner to Elephant Bar. Never been there but it doesn't sound very appealing to me. I also found out I got a B in English, so thats nice too. I can't wait until I get to just relax and not have to worry about anything and sleep in until 11. I can taste it now. I am really excited about going to NY this summer. Then I'll be driving in July. So everything is going great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-94712845?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/94712845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/94712845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94712845' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-94519518</id><published>2003-05-17T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-17T19:18:52.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I realized most of my blogs are depressing and I have not written in a while so oh well. I have also noticed that every blog entry with any blog starts of withh, "My blog..." or " I haven't written so..." Very interesting. Well for once I feel like everything is very good. I am doing good in school. I don't have to worry much about finals except for Biology. My dad has been home for a week and leaves in another week because he was supposed to have surgery on his arm but his doctor was called into active duty and sent to Germany to work on Jessica Lynch. Which is also reassuring because his doctor is so great that not one of his surgeries has gone wrong. I am going to New York this summer but not to live, which is awsome, but only to see my family and my new cousin Taylor. Her christening is in June. School is almost over! I am so excited. I resolved a little fight with a friend of mine which is cool. Everything is going great. Congratulations to all the seniors. You suck that your done with school.(That's the only negative thing in this entry, whoo)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-94519518?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/94519518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/94519518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94519518' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-93639096</id><published>2003-05-01T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-01T23:33:18.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have finally finished my homework and am stalling because my brother was being a jerk and told me I have to get off because he has homework. Well I would have left by now but he is an ass. ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-93639096?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/93639096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/93639096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93639096' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-93636908</id><published>2003-05-01T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-01T21:50:16.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am procrastinating. I hate abstracts. I do not know how to write it. Boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-93636908?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/93636908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/93636908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93636908' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-93500150</id><published>2003-04-29T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-29T18:01:15.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Post comments, they now work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-93500150?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/93500150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/93500150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93500150' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-93369883</id><published>2003-04-27T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-29T18:00:31.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wonder what people really think of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-93369883?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/93369883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/93369883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93369883' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-93355261</id><published>2003-04-27T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-27T12:46:24.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trying to fix &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-93355261?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/93355261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/93355261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93355261' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-93355148</id><published>2003-04-27T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-27T12:37:50.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a weird day. I am not bored and not tired. I am just blah. Last night was Just Desserts. After that a few of us went to the movies at Chandler mall and saw What A girl Wants. That was the second time seeing that. Good movie so don't judge it until you see it. Then I came home. Today I am sitting around and may go to the mall later. It sucks because I know school is tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-93355148?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/93355148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/93355148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93355148' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-93320741</id><published>2003-04-26T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-26T18:37:55.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like people look at me and don't respect or look up to me in any way. I have been so nice to a friend of mine. Something is happening in this person's life and I am trying to comfort this person. But in return, I get absolutely nothing from this person. I feel like this person looks down on me. It's like I am not as good as some guys in theatre and not as cool or whatever so im nothing to this person. I don't know if there is anything to look up to me about or there is and people just don't see it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-93320741?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/93320741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/93320741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93320741' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-92616187</id><published>2003-04-14T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-14T17:25:26.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So this is my new online journal. What an exciting day. Sometimes I don't understand my mom. Today I stayed home from school and she called me in and asked me to vaccum the floors, so I did. She came home and was mad that I didn't clean the kitchen and do the laundry. I told her that she never asked me too and she said I should just know. Well that lasted about 15 minutes and then she took me to get a hair cut. Then we went to Kinkos to wait for the Fed-Ex guy to pick up a package too large for the box inside. After that we came home. Today was nice. I woke up at 11AM and watched Stepmom. Then I came downstairs went to lunch, came back and went to strike only to get my toe hurt. It was a great day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-92616187?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/92616187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/92616187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92616187' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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-5279322.post-92554765</id><published>2003-04-13T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-13T20:00:16.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5279322-92554765?l=alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/92554765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5279322/posts/default/92554765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysgonnabehere.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92554765' title=''/><author><name>Craig</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00382103074719554660</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>
