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  <title>DO YOU SMELL THE PARTY?</title>
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    <name>WIDDLE BEAR</name>
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  <updated>2005-08-07T06:21:40Z</updated>
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    <title>please_tap_that @ 2005-08-06T23:21:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-07T06:21:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-07T06:21:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074780462" method="POST"&gt;&lt;table style="font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;Random Comic Generator v2.0 by &lt;a href="http://delya.deviantart.com"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;Delya&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Nickname&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="Nickname" value="broson" size="20"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Paper or plastic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;select name="Paper or plastic?"&gt;&lt;option&gt;Paper&lt;option&gt;Plastic&lt;option&gt;neither&lt;option selected="SELECTED"&gt;none&lt;option&gt;bubble wrap&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;panel 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.agilerobot.com/agile/host/panel01_11.gif"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;panel 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.agilerobot.com/agile/host/panel02_13.gif"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;panel 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.agilerobot.com/agile/host/panel03_04.gif"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;a href="http://memegen.net/"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;Quiz created with MemeGen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="un" value="Delya"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="meme" value="1074780462"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping mine might be as fitting as Tiffany's, but I guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Dukes of Hazzard. It wasn't as bad as I thought it was. There were a lot of rad car chases and whatnot. That was cool. And they had the dude that played Farva from Super Troopers in it. He made hats out of armadillos. We got out and I went to pick up Cati and we went to Eegees and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLD THE FUCK UP. CERA GOT A JAGUAR FOR $900. I'M FUCKING JEALOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. When we got to Eegees it started POURING like a motherfucker and the place started flooding hahahahah. And we waited it out. Went outside. The parking lot was almost flooded. But after it died down, we left and went back to the mall. And then Heather and Nick got back but we only stayed for like an hour. Did a survey. Cati did her impression of a sperm. Aaaand I only have 3 cigarettes left. I was really hoping I'd see Cherrypie tonight, but no such luck. Oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.</content>
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    <title>I KNOW YOU CAN'T STAND IT.</title>
    <published>2005-08-06T07:14:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-06T07:14:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;DICK BANDIT.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Tiffany, Cati and I went to go visit Jacqui. She looked totally miserable when we first got there, I felt bad. But she seemed to get better when people were around. Jacqui, I love you, but I'll probably laugh when you have a walker. No offense. You called me a gimp for a month or so, so I have a right. Kind of. Hehe. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we went to Arby's! And then home to get my fuckin makeup that I forgot. When we went to the mall, both Jessicas, Geoff, Hannah, Heather and Val were there.. And Jess wanted everyone to cut her hair so I bought cheap scissors. Speaking of which. I don't know who has them. But whatever. I tried sushi for the first time. Some fat punk kid knocked over a table all angrily. It was funny. Aaand then I went back outside to smoke and like ten minutes after, guess who walks out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THAT GORGEOUS BOY FROM THE SHOW.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what? I caught him looking at me too. And then we went in to find Jess, Hannah and Geoff and we passed by and Heather just happened to look back and saw him doing it again. And then when he was leaving he did it like three more times. And I was kind of like hmm. vba;uier;oiasuroisa;ru;osiroaisurou&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING TALK TO ME GOD DAMNIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any other situation, I will openly tell anyone how I feel. But when it comes to boys, I'm wayy too fucking shy. Eek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whatever. I hope I see him again. I guess Cati's hung out with him before or whatever so that was good to hear. Hung out for a bit longer and then took Jess halfway home and almost got fucking hit when I was going out of the driveway... Jackasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I took Tiffany and Cati home and. Now I'm here. I'm all fucking giddy. This is gay. I forgot what a crush was. I just really hope I'm not getting my hopes up. Eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait. Val and I watched a bit of Maury this morning again. Until she had to go register. Gay. But we decided we're roadtripping next summer to California to see the Price is Right. Yeeeeeah, who's in?</content>
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    <title>Fucking lurkers.</title>
    <published>2005-08-05T07:47:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-05T07:47:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Some people are just fucking creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tonight was rad. I got that Bloodline Calligraphy CD along with The Smiths and Bane. Super.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained so fuckin hard tonight but it was rad. Heather told the best fucking story about her grama getting dragged along 22nd going 45. Amazing. And then I took Nick home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Pretty chill. I'm tired. Maybe I'll sleep.</content>
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    <title>YESSSS</title>
    <published>2005-08-04T22:28:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-04T22:33:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">CATI FRENCH IS BACK IN TOWWWNNNNNN NIGGAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to wreak some havoc tonight. Count on it. Hopefully I'll make it down to the Speedway Zia to see if they have those cds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning was so rad. Al Roker looked like such a fucking pimp. He had a WHITE FUCKING SUIT on and a &lt;a style="text-decoration: none; border-bottom: 3px double;" href="http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=31&amp;amp;k=pink%20tie"&gt;pink tie&lt;/a&gt;. I woke Val up. And we talked through that, Maury [it was about baby daddys] and then the Price is Right. We decided that I'm going to get a big tattoo of the dollar sign and go show Bob Barker. I'm totally serious too. And when we go see Al, we have to go to Maury too. It'll be fun getting in his neck of the woods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God damn. I still need to eat and shower. I'll shut the fuck up.</content>
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    <title>HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH</title>
    <published>2005-08-04T08:27:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-04T08:27:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh wow. I am way too amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valaryee: you should have grabbed his buns and givin them a nice squeez&lt;br /&gt;valaryee: DUDE! GOD! YOU SHOULD HAVE GOTTEN THE DIGITS! &lt;br /&gt;hxc jennay: I KNOW&lt;br /&gt;hxc jennay: shit nigga&lt;br /&gt;hxc jennay: i should've worked that pimp juice&lt;br /&gt;valaryee: yeah you fucking should have. fucking homo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;valaryee: be like 'hook me up with the hottie with the bodyyyy'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hxc jennay: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH HOLY FUCK&lt;br /&gt;hxc jennay: holy fuck. wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to call you tomorrow and we're going to watch Maury together over the phone. End of story.</content>
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    <title>Sometimes I hate Arizona...</title>
    <published>2005-08-04T07:42:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-04T07:47:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">But then I remember that I have this view, therefore I shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/hollaplaya/Sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealous? &lt;b&gt;You should be.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fucking rad. Tiffany and I found out they hire retards at Taco Bell and couldn't stop laughing about it. While blasting Trick Daddy. IT DON'T GET NO BETTA. After loitering at the mall for eeh. An hour, maybe. With really obnoxious Asians, we went downtown with Sam to the Versus the Mirror show. I saw Dan for the first time since school got out and that was rad, cause I missed him.. All of their opening bands sucked but it's mkay. I saw a lot of other people too. And then VTM went on, and I was happy. I was remembering tonight when I first saw them and first talked to Kevin.. I've probably known him longer than most people. I started talking to him when I was like 12 or 13. And we've been friends ever since. Gawdamn. I can't believe they're getting so big. Playing Congress and getting record deals, I mean shit. I'm so happy for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway so their set was rad and we left but HOLY FUCKING SHIT. The whole time I was staring at the. most. GORGEOUS boy I'd ever seen. I'm talking like. Everything. He kept looking at &lt;a style="text-decoration: none; border-bottom: 3px double;" href="http://www.serverlogic3.com/lm/rtl3.asp?si=31&amp;amp;k=me%20too"&gt;me too&lt;/a&gt;. Too bad I was too much of a pussy to say anything. Eeh. Maybe next time? Hopefully. I've really had the craving lately..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry. So I'm probably off to make some food. Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IncorporealOne13: JENNY, GET SOME!&lt;br /&gt;IncorporealOne13: thats what theyll say&lt;br /&gt;IncorporealOne13: your skill will become so reknowned, your name will be an adjective&lt;br /&gt;IncorporealOne13: next time someone scores a touchdown theyll be like aw damn that shit was JENNY&lt;br /&gt;IncorporealOne13: Gary is the kind of man that understands, when you put another man's cock in your mouth, you make a pact. &lt;br /&gt;IncorporealOne13: smooches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts; x a billionnnn.</content>
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    <title>How can you say I go about things the wrong way?</title>
    <published>2005-08-03T09:36:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-03T09:37:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Smiths.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HEY JENNY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/hollaplaya/banner17.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>GAAAYY no one's online.</title>
    <published>2005-08-03T06:31:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-03T06:33:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tonight was pretty boring. I saw Jessica though, so that was cool. Cati is either back in town or going to be tomorrow. I got &lt;i&gt;Matter &amp; Form&lt;/i&gt; by VNV Nation. There were three I had in mind [Bear Vs. Shark's &lt;i&gt;Right Now, You're in the Best of Hands...&lt;/i&gt; and Bloodline Calligraphy's latest, but I don't know what it's called], but they didn't have either of them, which was pretty gay. I'm needing some chill music right about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Anniversary tomorrow, kids. I hope it goes well. AND JENNY. SAVE SOME FOR ME, if he still has what we paid for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love you Jacqui. Call me if you need anything/want me to come see you. I hope the recovery goes well. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Everyone's saying I look like Tori [the girl below]'s twin. I'd never really thought that before. Hmm.</content>
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    <title>please_tap_that @ 2005-08-01T22:13:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-02T05:13:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-02T05:38:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I raced Heather tonight. She won. Gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a Mickey Mouse bandana. It's fuckin rad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I got home and found out that two of my friends from my school moved and I didn't know about it. One of them was going to go next year too, this fucking blows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/hollaplaya/tori.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you, Tori. Boo. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. &lt;b&gt;He owns you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hxc jennay: seriously. make tucson your next destination&lt;br /&gt;IncorporealOne13: i told you nigga&lt;br /&gt;IncorporealOne13: ill hit that shit&lt;br /&gt;IncorporealOne13: im gonna bring back a cactus</content>
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    <title>please_tap_that @ 2005-08-01T00:47:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-01T07:47:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-01T16:31:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Happy birthday PJ &amp; Crista.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope it's everything you wanted and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. &lt;b&gt;It's my present to you, guilt free. Love it or hate it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/hollaplaya/bday.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>Tonight was fucking crazy.</title>
    <published>2005-08-01T07:26:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-01T11:13:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So first Heather picks me up and we go to pick up Cody and whatever.. And we go over to Crista's cause it was her party! Yay! And Jenny, Me, Bre and Cody decide to get our drink on and precede to do so.. And just when I'm about to get tipsy, Jess calls Heather and informs her that she was in a rollover car accident &amp; she's at UMC. Apparantly they flipped over a median. That's the first I hear. So I had taken like 6 shots and first no one wants to go because they're like NO YOU'RE DRUNK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d00d I can hold my liquor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway. Crista, Lela and Bre go in one car and Heather, Cody, Jenny and I go in Heather's and take the freeway where we proceeded to blast YOU'RE A FUCKING COCKSUCKER JONATHAN Volume two.. That was a good time. But we get there and we have to walk in the rain to go see her. So we do, we get to emergency and say hello to her parents and whatever and then go have a smoke. Her brother and his wife were there and I guess they got kicked out for hugging? That was gay. And then we went back in and waited and... Okay, keep in mind at this point I'm still tipsy.. So Jenny and I are sitting there laughing at gay things and you know, it's Arizona so they have everything in English and Spanish.. And we're looking at this sign that says IT'S THE LAW. And in the column next to it it says ES LA LEY. We had a ten minute long conversation laughing really obnoxiously about it and just kept saying it over and over. At the end she goes, wouldn't that be funny if like some Mexican dude just came up to you and was like, ES LA LEY? And I was like Jenny. Look in front of you. And there was this Mexican dude sitting there and we cracked up again. I forgot how fun drinking was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then Jess comes out and apparantly right before the accident she had gotten a new pack of 27s but in the accident, they got thrown out cause this dude had a Jeep. And AS THEY'RE PULLING HER AWAY ON THE STRETCHER, she's like reaching for them and trying so hard to get them. I was just like ha, that's something you'd do. So I had a new pack of reds in the car and I decided to walk back in the rain to go get them so I could give them to Jess.. Jenny came along and we were just laughing at shit, cause we were the only two that were still drunk.. That was fun, in a weird way. When we get to Heather's car, I try to unlock it but the alarm goes off so I spend like two minutes trying to shut the god damn horn off, meanwhile Jenny's... Doing something illegal next to her car hahahah. So I get the pack and go back and proceed to tell Jess about how I chose her over drinking and blah. She then tells me the whole sequence of events. The dude she was with was 'car surfing' or whatever, like seriously hanging out the god damn car, no hands on the wheel, no feet on the pedals etc. And they started to swirve over the median and were almost completely over it when he got back in and turned the wheel polar opposite of how it was, and it didn't really work because there was too much pressure on the car so it flipped. GAY. She went in to see him but she hadn't come out in like 20 minutes and all of us had to be home, so we just left. And on the way we thought Heather's car was going to blow up. But luckily it didn't. I'm scared to go on River now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah. Wow. My life is usually so much more boring. Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: I forgot the part about the creepy dude asking Cody about his gauges, and then some woman tried to chase after Jenny when she asked for a cigarette. I think my camera's still at Sean's. Sad. HAHAHAHAH AND THEN CODY'S MOM is such a drunk.. She comes in to the bathroom and goes.. 'You wanna see your surprise?' And he just kind of goes.. Okayyy... Cause he didn't know he was getting this surprise.. And she holds up this bag and she's like BISCUITS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaahahahah. Yes. So amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for reference, it takes me at least 8 shots to feel fully tipsy, ten to start getting drunk. I only took 6. So I was barely drunk. I pity those of you who haven't seen me drunk, it's quite a good time. I make an ass of myself regularly. If we haven't been drunk together, give me a call when you have some vodka. We'll party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done.</content>
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    <title>No one gets low anymore.</title>
    <published>2005-07-31T09:35:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-31T09:35:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Seriously. Especially uptown. You're supposed to get lower during Operator, that's just how it works. But lame faggots didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reminiscing a lot lately. Like tonight, apparantly one of the dudes from Homegrown's band was playing too... I saw him.. I thought of everyone, especially Cait cause I have that pic with her, him, me and Chris. Good times. I'm happy Heather and I are becoming better friends. No one except for her, me and Matt were there. It was pretty gay, but still enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look really pretty right now. I'm savoring this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone tell me why I'm listening to My Chemical Romance? Cause I really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Q tip boy at the mall and I really thought about saying something to him like, hey I saw you at breakfast. But I didn't want him to tell me to put my camera in my vehicle, so I refrained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight. I think.</content>
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    <title>You kids...</title>
    <published>2005-07-31T01:56:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-31T01:56:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">OHHHHHH geez where the fuck do I start. This is going to be so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed up all night and made that large mix. It's comprised of 3 cds, one mainly rap, one mainly pop and the other mainly 80s. There's a few random songs mixed in there, but you know. It's the thought that counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:&lt;br /&gt;Lil Kim &amp; Sisqo - How Many Licks&lt;br /&gt;Trick Daddy - Shut up &amp; Baby Cuz I'm a Thug [hahahah]&lt;br /&gt;Busta Rhymes - BREAK YA FUCKIN NECK&lt;br /&gt;Jay Z - I Just Wanna Love Ya, Dirt Off your Shoulders, 99 Problems&lt;br /&gt;Lil T &amp; One Track Mike - Shaniqua&lt;br /&gt;G Unit - I Wanna Get to Know ya&lt;br /&gt;Juvenile - Back That Ass Up &amp; Slow Motion&lt;br /&gt;SNOOPALOOP! - Gin &amp; Juice/Drop it like it's Hot&lt;br /&gt;DJ Assault - Ass &amp; Titties&lt;br /&gt;Fabolous - Breathe&lt;br /&gt;Ludacris - What's Your Fantasy &amp; Stand Up&lt;br /&gt;Notorious BIG - BIG POPPA [YESSS]&lt;br /&gt;50 Cent - P.I.M.P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:&lt;br /&gt;Styx - Mr. Roboto&lt;br /&gt;Nsync - Space Cowboy, Digital Getdown &amp; Just Got Paid&lt;br /&gt;Backstreet Boys - Hey Mr. DJ&lt;br /&gt;Head Automatica - Beating Hearts Baby&lt;br /&gt;Gwen Stefani - Hollaback Girl&lt;br /&gt;Rednex - Cotton Eyed Joe&lt;br /&gt;Zlad - Elektronik Supersonik&lt;br /&gt;Britney Spears - Toxic&lt;br /&gt;Michael Bubble - Feeling Good&lt;br /&gt;Elvis! - Blue Suede Shoes &amp; Little Less Conversation&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra - Fly me to the Moon&lt;br /&gt;DJ Funk - Hos in this House&lt;br /&gt;Black Eyed Peas - Don't Phunk with my Heart&lt;br /&gt;The Faint - Glass Danse&lt;br /&gt;T.A.T.U. - All the things she Said&lt;br /&gt;JLo - Get Right, Waiting for Tonight&lt;br /&gt;GUNTHER - TRALALA!&lt;br /&gt;Chris Ledoux - Rodeo Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:&lt;br /&gt;Led Zepplin - Black Dog&lt;br /&gt;Soft Cell - Tainted Love&lt;br /&gt;Gorillaz - Feel Good Inc&lt;br /&gt;Naked Eyes - Always Something there to Remind Me&lt;br /&gt;Metric - Succexy&lt;br /&gt;Mates of State - Ha Ha&lt;br /&gt;The Pretenders - I'm Special&lt;br /&gt;The Divinyls - I Touch Myself&lt;br /&gt;The Mean Reds - Operator &amp; Get Ur Face out of my Grill&lt;br /&gt;Unearth - This Lying World&lt;br /&gt;Tears for Fears - Everybody wants to rule the World&lt;br /&gt;Queen - Bohemian Rhapsody&lt;br /&gt;The Doors - Hello, I Love You&lt;br /&gt;The Cure - Let's Go to Bed&lt;br /&gt;The Smiths - How Soon is Now&lt;br /&gt;Gravy Train - Sippin 40z&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Cash - Ring of Fire&lt;br /&gt;Sean Paul - Anabella &amp; Like Glue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after making those. We got done around 5. Went out and watched what existed of the sunrise and smoked and talked.. And then went in and got our cowboy attire on. I took it off when I said goodbye to my mom though cause I didn't want her annoying me about where I was going. And as we're backing out the driveway, we start blasting Space Cowboy and just go through like almost all the cds on the way to the highway. Shaniqua brought back so many memories. And we took the highway to Cracker Barrel and whatnot.. Got a whole bunch of stares when we walked in, but it was fucking funny. People were like turning around in their chairs to look at us. And then Tiffany tried to flip her gun and FAILED MISERABLE CAUSE SHE'S A FUCKING COCKSUCKER and dropped it on the table.. And some dude was like "HOPE THAT WASN'T LOADED". It was actually kind of rad. That was the first fulfilling meal I'd had in a while. And since it's just down the street from her house, she called her dad and asked him to join in. He said he was going to wear his cowboah hat and boots but he ended up wearing a cutoff shirt, work boots and his Git R Done hat hahah. Yess. And then in  the middle of talking to him, we look like two tables over and MOTHER FUCKING Q TIP BOY WAS SITTING THERE EATING HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. HOLY FUCK. And we started telling her dad all the shit he's given us and how he's just a jackass in general and he goes okay, you know what you do... You look at his crotch and then at his face and then smirk. So we all have to start doing that. Oh yeah and before he came in they played Johnny Cash. I was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway. We go to Starbucks to see if Ernest is working, and then we wanted to get paper caps for our guns but we got lazy and tired. So we turned back on the highway and went to Marana. It scared the shit out of me too, all these people were getting in the other lane and I didn't know why and all of a sudden I see this huge haul truck parked like 30 or 40 feet infront of me so I had to like slam on my brakes and get in the other lane. What a pain in the ass. Whatever, then we finally get to the Circle K that I've told most of you about.. You know, "how do you get your hair to stick up like that?" Yeah. That place. We get out with our bandanas, hats and guns and we got the best looks ever. We came up with this plan too about if people asked us why we were dressed like this, we would say we weren't from around here and we wanted to fit in. Hahahah. Too bad no one asked us. Anyway. So we stayed there for a while and it was funny cause some little 8 year old girl was talking shit, but then Tiffany gave her money and she shut up. We then drove around bumfuck nowhere for... 15 minutes and then got back on the highway.. And then we were going to go to this horse ranch, but she suggested that we go visit her aunt. So we did. Both her and her husband are really laid back, so that was cool. And we were going to go to the horse ranch after that, but then we couldn't turn back right away and I was starting to get tired anyway, so we made our way back to town and I just dropped her off and went home. My parents got kinda pissed when I told them I went to Marana, but whatever. It was so worth it. And as I said to Jacqui, the whole fucking time we're just sitting in the car either saying "YOU'RE A FUCKING COCKSUCKER JONATHAN" or "YOU'RE JUST A STUPID PISS" all angrily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was seriously the most fun I'd had in a while. Especially when we were exploring and blasting the country mix. We're fucking cowboys and don't you forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/hollaplaya/cowboy8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/hollaplaya/cowboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/hollaplaya/cowboy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/hollaplaya/cowboy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/hollaplaya/cowboy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/hollaplaya/cowboy4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/hollaplaya/cowboy6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/hollaplaya/cowboy7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU &lt;b&gt;JONATHAN/TIFFANY MARIE BROSETT!&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>please_tap_that @ 2005-07-30T04:08:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-30T11:08:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-30T11:08:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">OOH YOU TOUCH MY TRA LA LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany's over and we're making the mix to end all mixes. Fuck all that NOW bullshit. I'm really surprised we haven't woken anyone up. But whatever. We've updated it. So now... There's going to be 3 cds. One with poppy stuff, one with rap and one with misc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Will Ferrell. And tonight was fucking fun as shit. There was some bad ass fight and all of you are not prepared for the shit Val and I are going to wreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got tiki stuff too. Yay. Aaaaand the show at Gameworks got cancelled which was gay, but we played a whole bunch of games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Cracker Barrel in like. Three hours. Yessssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and by the way. YOU'RE A FUCKING COCK SUCKER JONATHAN.</content>
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    <title>HAHAHAHAH</title>
    <published>2005-07-29T08:20:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-29T08:20:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;YOU'RE A FUCKING COCK SUCKER JONATHAN.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>Kevin Nealon isn't funny.</title>
    <published>2005-07-28T18:09:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-28T18:15:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">School starts in less than a month. Upperclassman status, here I come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the fuck did summer go?</content>
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    <title>The air is thick with gay.</title>
    <published>2005-07-28T07:10:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-28T07:10:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I saw the Briefs the other night and it FUCKING RULED. I hadn't done that in a while.. Gone up to Phoenix with just Sarah. Chilled. Danced it up. I'm just still a little sad we didn't get to chill with them or whatever. The next day I found out all that bullshit with Jessica and her mom and shit. I feel bad for her, but she's fuckin strong. She's right that it will just make her a better and stronger person. She's going to live with her dad, I think. Fuck abusive parents. And then we drove all around and went to see Cody at work blah blah blah. Oh yeah, yesterday was Jacqui's birthday so we chilled with her at Denny's for a bit til I started feeling sick. Eh. I know I told you and all but HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAYYYY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I bought a Jay Z CD tonight HOLLAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahah. I think we're roadtripping Marana tomorrow and none of your negro asses are invited. POPPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.</content>
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    <title>Off With Her Head!</title>
    <published>2005-07-24T08:29:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-24T08:29:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The deepest sobs are always the ones that don't make any noise. It's about time this prophecy was uncovered. We delved deep within historic lies to figure out the mystery. But of course, all in due time. No short term tale is always understood in immediate hours. Rather, in deep thoughts that only come in those rare, yet opportune moments. Those little windows where memories are key and epiphanies are often realized. Some may be photographs, others just a voice. But we all accept redemption when it shows it's face, sometimes a demon, sometimes an angel, cloaked in white robes. What was had was never mistaken, it was simply taken off the shelf, collecting dust as time flew by. Everyone knew it would never drown, no matter how many pieces there may have been to pick up. But this? It's temporarily shrouded in a dark cloak of secrecy, waiting for someone to possibly distort the image further. A blurred face on a television screen would be a correct comparison. Hand written poetry by the flourescent glow is all I have left to offer. My heart's been stolen, but my soul will never be taken alive. Dispite the truth of the matter, the scars may never begin to take shape. And as the lead runs out on this dulled pencil, I understand what was told. Materials can be thrown away, family can't. The depths of this darkness whisper, shadows still in the distance. And hearts never seem to lie, it's only the mind's foolish nature. You may not want to believe it's for you, but oh, how wrong you may be. And perhaps it's not. But the victim is not far from reach. Trust me, dear friend. The deprivation in your eyes is more than enough to show I'm not alone. The lines may temporarily be down, but they will rise again. For I know you. This may be what it is to burn, or perhaps it's just turning your cheek. But one thing is undeniable: &lt;b&gt;Promises are meant to be broken&lt;/b&gt;.</content>
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    <title>This makes me smile.</title>
    <published>2005-07-24T08:13:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-24T08:13:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found the piece of paper Jason wrote his number on when I kissed him at the Dropkick Murphys show like two years ago. Priceless. It's on the back of a Street Dogs flyer. I'm seeing them tomorrow. Ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.</content>
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    <title>please_tap_that @ 2005-07-24T00:47:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-24T07:47:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-24T07:47:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">To disclaim myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you have something to say to me, let me physically HEAR YOU SAY IT. I will not deal with it online or with texts anymore. Period.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that that's over with, my night was pretty super. We got cowboy accessories for our trip to Marana. And Sarah's coming home tomorrow yaaaaayyyyyyy!!!! The only thing that sucked though was that I bought a pack of ciggarettes at the beginning of the night and oh, what? I HAVE TWO LEFT. But I got two dollars from Hailey for two, so that was a good deal. And picked up Cody. Dropped off Tiffany. Got my shit back from PJ &amp; got some CDs cause of it... Aaaand shit's getting worked out with Valaryee. So things are pretty good. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANG BANG with our toy guns. Hahah. God. We're going to look so fucking white trash. Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait. I forgot to say that Tiffany and I saw a RAPTOR TODAY HAHAHAHAHAHAHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. That's it.</content>
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    <title>please_tap_that @ 2005-07-23T03:10:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-23T10:14:23Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I don't make many entries public. And I'm not sure why. Because I don't much vent in this one anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll start making more of them public. Cause I don't really care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah. Tiffany's a faggot for making me download satanist Dimmu Borgir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll be staying up all night too. Dusk always gives me time to think. Plus, I'm not tired yet. So why not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.</content>
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    <title>GET READY</title>
    <published>2005-07-09T07:31:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-09T08:17:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hot Hot Heat - Goodnight Goodnight</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;b&gt;24 HOUR PARTY ZONE, MOTHER FUCKERS.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET'S DO THIS.&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>hahahahahah</title>
    <published>2005-06-29T08:46:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-29T08:46:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This nigga made my night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IncorporealOne13: i dont get my cats man&lt;br /&gt;IncorporealOne13: like i shake the bag of treats&lt;br /&gt;IncorporealOne13: they freak out&lt;br /&gt;IncorporealOne13: i pour the treats out&lt;br /&gt;IncorporealOne13: they dont eat any&lt;br /&gt;IncorporealOne13: its like what the hell&lt;br /&gt;IncorporealOne13: whyd you get so excited&lt;br /&gt;IncorporealOne13: you fuckin know whats in the bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesssss.</content>
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    <title>Val has inspired me.</title>
    <published>2005-06-26T07:14:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-26T07:15:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm really sick of trying to respect people I have no respect for. It's getting to be a huge pain in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell everyone now what I think of them. Most of you will have nothing to worry about. But I'll just go down my friends list, or at least the ones that live here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Please remember that these are all OPINIONS and some are SUGGESTIONS. You don't have to take them and go change yourself. I'm just getting these out in the open.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cati:&lt;/b&gt; I have a lot of respect for you. You're one of the only people who thinks for themselves and ACTUALLY DOES. I know you may not see this, but if you do, just please know that. It's one of the many reasons I claim you as one of my best friends. And I love you, duh.&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PJ:&lt;/b&gt; You fucking crack me up. And I think out of everyone, we have the most in common with music. The only shitty thing is that I hardly see you. Let's change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lauren:&lt;/b&gt; I miss those days. I want you to still go to school with me. Bottom line: We need to hang out more too. I don't even see you on LJ or AIM anymore. And that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mimi:&lt;/b&gt; I still love you. The only thing I wish, for your well being, is that you really said something whenever stuff bothers you. Cause you're such a fuckin nice person and you don't deserve any of the shit you get. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tiff:&lt;/b&gt; I'm so glad we started hanging out. You've also become one of my best friends. Thanks for calming me down all those times, and I hope I could do the same to you when you had to deal with shit. The only thing I could ever see as something you'd need to do would be to just spit stuff out. I love you, and I'm only saying this because I know it starts a lot of unneccesary shit, and I hate seeing that happen to you or anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Playford:&lt;/b&gt; I wish we talked and hung out more. I miss you and your honesty. You always told people what they needed to hear no matter if they wanted to hear it or not. And as I've said, many people don't stick to that. &amp;lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hurst:&lt;/b&gt; Seriously nigga we need to chill more often. You just rule cause you listen to fuckin Slayer. Sometimes I wish you didn't do so many drugs, but oh well, your choice. You're still one of the chillest and funniest motherfuckers I've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sami:&lt;/b&gt; This is probably the one that I'll spend the most time on. I don't understand you. Honestly. I can understand people changing and all that shit, but ever since you got into hardcore, you've just been so fuckin two faced. To my friends and most of all to my BEST friend. You talked shit to people who you knew that she knew but decided to keep it a secret as to who she was. And you admitted to me that you almost slept with her then boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just wondering. But. Why'd you even tell me that? Did you want to start unneccesary drama or get her pissed? Cause she's my best friend, how do you think I'm just going to keep that shit from her? I won't! You always want to get into fights with people but yet you say you "keep it posi". You contradict yourself constantly. You preach honesty and unity and respect, PART OF RESPECTING SOMEONE INVOLVES LETTING THEM KNOW WHAT'S UP. You're not honest. With yourself or your friends. It's all a fuckin act. You don't have to be hardcore, chill the fuck out. I know because not even a month or two ago, I was doing the same thing! Who cares, just be yourself and don't try so hard. In the long run, it doesn't matter. You just end up looking stupid because you talk big about stupid shit. And stop whining when guys don't like you. That's life! We've all had guys that didn't like us, get a helmet. And just stop being so fake. It's wearing on everyone. Haha. And if you honestly try to react with trying to beat my ass, I'll just laugh in your face. Fists are not the way to solve problems and I'll only fight if I feel it necessary. And you are not someone who I deem worthy to fight. So don't try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Patrick:&lt;/b&gt; Well. I FUCKING LOVE YOU. For one. First I was a little skeptical when I started talking to you cause.. I thought you might just be some creepy cyber dude who thought i r0x0r3d or some shit. But you weren't. That first night, you taught me I could let go. And when I kissed you the next, I felt the most amazing feeling in the world. You allowed me to experience love. And you've taught me so much about how to be towards people or just how to deal with situations. I love you with all my heart. Let's get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Niki:&lt;/b&gt; FUZZY LLAMA FUNNY LLAMA HAHAHAHAHAH! You've stuck by me longer than a lot of these kids and it means a lot. I still love you. And I'm sad I don't get to see you more often. Boo. Let's change that. &amp;lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sara:&lt;/b&gt; WHY DON'T WE HANG OUT? Seriously, we need to. I missed going to shows and stuff with you. Minus Marc, cause he's a dick. But yeah. We need to hang out more and whatnot. Call meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;VALARYEE:&lt;/b&gt; Hahahahah you're my favorite. You're obnoxious and I love it. "You wipe her down, I'll finger her" HAHAHAHA. God. Seriously. You make me laugh more than a lottt of people do and be happy about that. You need to sleep over or something. We'd make brownies and send them to Al. In his neck of the woods. Most definately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jacqui:&lt;/b&gt; I'm glad things are okay between us. I'm sorry if I was a stubborn bitch. I have a tendancy to do that when things fuck up. We need to hang out more too. The only thing I'll ever say is that sometimes when I'm easily annoyed, I get annoyed with you. But it's really only when I'm in a bad mood, so no worries. &amp;lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah. I think that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a bad mood for part of today, but I went to the mall with Val and Pat and that made things better. I can't find Crazy Train on my phone though. Ghey. Oh well.</content>
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    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v70/hollaplaya/AL.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE AL ROKER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. He made my morning. I couldn't sleep and I turned on Today. He always does. For all of you who don't know, for years I've just wanted to give him a big hug. Doesn't he just look jolly? Yeah. He does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll watch Maury too. I hope Val reads this hahahah. "AL I WANNA GET IN YOUR NECK OF THE WOODS." HAHAHAHAHHAAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God. I'm tired. Someone come over.</content>
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