<?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-10862267</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:49:58.621-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a boy from ohio</title><subtitle type='html'>once upon a time, a boy was born in ohio...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>322</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-112301410157684976</id><published>2005-08-02T16:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T16:21:41.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b397/altgreenpirate/silly-hats1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b397/altgreenpirate/AbigailKylaJulie1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b397/altgreenpirate/04d9a7c3.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b397/altgreenpirate/abae1db1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b397/altgreenpirate/bf192010.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b397/altgreenpirate/d539e50b.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b397/altgreenpirate/2f920cca.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b397/altgreenpirate/97ef5c37.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b397/altgreenpirate/306acedb.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b397/altgreenpirate/91041c69.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b397/altgreenpirate/39af2142.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b397/altgreenpirate/da178dcb.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b397/altgreenpirate/cc8a37f9.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b397/altgreenpirate/8c0d15f9.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b397/altgreenpirate/7a029b31.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b397/altgreenpirate/cc356354.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b397/altgreenpirate/77497ee6.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b397/altgreenpirate/d8a4c24e.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b397/altgreenpirate/ebe63a84.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b397/altgreenpirate/834e3efa.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b397/altgreenpirate/65f5c02a.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b397/altgreenpirate/415016ea.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b397/altgreenpirate/6dfd55bf.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b397/altgreenpirate/1cc733cf.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b397/altgreenpirate/ec8889bc.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b397/altgreenpirate/67a64518.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b397/altgreenpirate/15f28d17.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-112301410157684976?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/112301410157684976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=112301410157684976&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/112301410157684976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/112301410157684976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-112013782720679457</id><published>2005-06-30T09:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T09:23:47.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The end</title><content type='html'>Sorry folks that's it here if you want you can visit my Live journal, I've switched sides.  I'll continue to post pictures here, but I'll make a link on lj, when I do. Adios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/users/altgeiger/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-112013782720679457?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/112013782720679457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=112013782720679457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/112013782720679457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/112013782720679457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/end.html' title='The end'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-112005891014286621</id><published>2005-06-29T11:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T11:28:30.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A hole in my heart that leads to an endless abyss</title><content type='html'>I don't know why I bother with this any more.  I can't write anything in this that's too personal to me, I can just as easily write it down in a note book, and If they tried to take my note book I would kick their ass.  Probally less then 10 people actually read this, and half of those people are the people I do things with.  I don't think I like the Idea that people can read this with out my knowledge.  Barely nobody comments so I feel like I'm talking to a wall.... a wall that occasionally talks.  Most of the comments are for my pictures, very soon, this site could end, and I'll only use my photo site.  I always leave things out because I'm paranoid, and afraid someone will read this.  Maybe I will switch over to Live Journal and make it friends only.  Or go back to old fashion journaling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.  Yesterday.  I went to whole foods with my stepmother, then we went to this organoc food co-op farm where you buy a food share, and you go and get local organic produce, at the farm.  Then we came home and ate the variety of salads we got at whole foods, (I got shrimp scampi pasta salad, and a plain leaf/spring mix letttuce salad.) After that my step mother had a hair appointment, so I asked her to drop me off at a small town by our house.  It's called new hope, and it's completely filled with new age stores, cafes, music stores, poster stores, Art galleries, tattoo parlors, and other cool shops.  There are a couple vintage clothes shops, and I found a exican grocer which made me happy.  Any way I bought some presents, My dub narcotic sound system cd, and alot of drinks it totals, two lemonades, one vanilla cola jones soda, an espresso, a coffee, and a berry lemonade jones soda.  And I got a black and white cookie.  After that I rreturned home, and decided to go for a walk.  I took a two hour walk, and then took a shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music for the day, Neutral milk Hotel, Starlight mints, Dub Narcotic, Nada Surf, New Pornographers, and other stuff I don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-112005891014286621?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/112005891014286621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=112005891014286621&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/112005891014286621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/112005891014286621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/hole-in-my-heart-that-leads-to-endless.html' title='A hole in my heart that leads to an endless abyss'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111999791559876190</id><published>2005-06-28T18:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T18:31:55.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just took a huge walk.  I mean huge.  I had to avoid a short bus, slid down a hill, dodge more traffic.  and other stuff, to much to tell.  I got two ticks on me, and I had to remove them before they killed me.  I did alot today, but I don't really feel like talking about it right now, So you can  make up your own stories to what happened.  Share if you wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you I bought a dub narcotic sound system cd.  for 6 bucks, full length.  Love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111999791559876190?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111999791559876190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111999791559876190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111999791559876190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111999791559876190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-just-took-huge-walk.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111991604327065272</id><published>2005-06-27T19:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:47:23.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since It's all the way back in the archives here's my address for when I'm at Snow Farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon Geiger&lt;br /&gt;C/O Snow Farm&lt;br /&gt;5 Clary Road&lt;br /&gt;Williamsburg, MA 01096&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111991604327065272?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111991604327065272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111991604327065272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111991604327065272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111991604327065272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/since-its-all-way-back-in-archives.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111990712395360066</id><published>2005-06-27T17:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T17:18:43.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How come I get the girl gun?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111990712395360066?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111990712395360066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111990712395360066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111990712395360066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111990712395360066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/how-come-i-get-girl-gun.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111983842026664400</id><published>2005-06-26T21:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T22:13:40.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>7 day forecast, 90% chance of busy schedule</title><content type='html'>Hello Hello My good friends.  After my dad and step mom got home from the gym today we talked about how to prepare my photo portfolio.  It was a good conversation, and I think I've made some head way as to what I want my portfolio to say about me and my views on the world.  After that we made the descision to go out to dinner and see a movie.  We went to Penang, the resteraunt, not the city, for dinner.  It's a Thai/Malyasian resteraunt.  It was delicious.  We all shared Mango Chicken, Shrimp and Asparagus, and Pad Thai with shrimp.  Pad Thai is by far my favorite dish ever.  I got a Malyasian Iced tea, which was tea with coconut milk, and some other stuff.  For dessert we again shared three things.  A mango Pudding over shaved ice with some flavor, and mango strips.  That was good, the pudding was kind of like a jelly substance.  Then we also got a shaved ice thing that had coconut milk, some kind of syrup, and other stuff.  I didn't like it as much.  I had Jelly, and corn and weird stuff for me in it.  If it was just the syrup, and coconut milk I would have been fine, but It was beyond my taste.  Then we got Mango sticky rice.  That was delicious.  It was sticky rice with again coconut milk, with mango slices on top.  It was truely delicious.  The meal was really just great.  Then we went to the movie theatre, and we saw Mr. and Mrs. Smith.  It was good, lots of cheesy one liners, which oddly enough I enjoyed, and Brad Pitt's and Angelina Jolie's chemistry was good.  It was as my dad put it his first romantic comedy with guns in it.  The choreography at the end was particularly good, and was a nice way to tie the beginning to  the end, which was enhanced with music, a tango I believe.  But after the movie In the car ride home is the part I fear most.  For my step mother, and my dad always make sure to pick out the incongruities.  And I always wait for the part where one of them asks, so what did you think, I don't answer, In hopes that the one not asking the question will pick up the ball and note those incongruities.  Even if they liked it they still have something to complain about.  Whatever.  It was a good night.  Better than I expected.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I plan to: &lt;br /&gt;finish reading One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, and Start my next book.  &lt;br /&gt;Select 8 pictures for my portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;Contact schools about visiting them the second week in August.&lt;br /&gt;Get all my music onto my dad's Mac to put onto my only Mac compatible ipod.&lt;br /&gt;Walk to New Hope (over 5 miles one way) maybe not though.&lt;br /&gt;Send out all the letters I've been meaning to send out.&lt;br /&gt;Listen to every single one of my 140 cds.  not an easy task.&lt;br /&gt;and some other stuff.  I think I'm going to go to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111983842026664400?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111983842026664400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111983842026664400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111983842026664400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111983842026664400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/7-day-forecast-90-chance-of-busy.html' title='7 day forecast, 90% chance of busy schedule'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111981397186989185</id><published>2005-06-26T15:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T15:26:11.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What time is it?</title><content type='html'>We were at bethany beach at night, and two boys walk past on the boardwalk.  We were playing frisbee at the time, and Leah says something along the lines of we should invite him to play, I think she was planing on starting a game of ultimate frisbee, and we needed more players.  Well we saw this kid later on the boardwalk, and he was alone, his friend went to go get something to eat.  Leah tells malin to go ask him what time it was.  (There was a gigantic clock behind him)  She wouldn't do it.  So Leah went to do it, he didn't get what she was REALLY intending, and he pulled out his cell phone, and told her the time.  It was alot funnier in person.  We kept looking at this guy, and he eventually noticed.  poor kid.  when Leah got back she said, "some people are even more stupid than I am."  It was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on the boardwalk at Ocean City, and it was right when we got there.  We see to guys walking down the boardwalk in the opposite direction.  The one was talking to the other, and he said, "Yeah I tried the whole not showering thing for 3 weeks..."  and we lost it.  We started laughing, and his friend turned around and shrugged at us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We feed seagulls.  We buried Nathan in Sand.  We feed seagulls by throughing them on Nathan while he was buried in the sand.  That was good.  We bought some boardwalk fries and feed the seagulls, they were crazy.  I started throwing them close to Nathan, and they were almost brave enough to get them.  Nathan wanted to catch one really bad.  But that didn't happen.  So we got bored and buried him in the sand.  Then we went back to feeding the seagulls, by putting them on Nathan's back/ ass.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures as soon as I figure out how to do it with out messing up my dad's computer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111981397186989185?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111981397186989185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111981397186989185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111981397186989185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111981397186989185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/what-time-is-it.html' title='What time is it?'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111974904014124868</id><published>2005-06-25T20:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T21:24:00.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation</title><content type='html'>I got my SAT scores.  I don't know what to compare it to.  With the new sections and everything, I'm confused.  I got a 620 on critical reading, a 650 on math, and a 570 on writing.  I got a 10 out of 12 on the essay form.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beach was awesome.  Highlights you ask:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Scraped the skin off of my nose, chin, and forehead.&lt;br /&gt;-Got my hair put up in little pony tails.&lt;br /&gt;-Went into a music store and didn't buy anything.  &lt;br /&gt;-Ate more red meat than I have ever in a week.&lt;br /&gt;-Played Padiddle.&lt;br /&gt;-Didn't get burned, almost.&lt;br /&gt;-Found out I am highly uncoordinated.&lt;br /&gt;-Also  found out you can fit five people on a queen size bed, but not comfortably.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many more things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quotes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you know what time it is?" -Leah&lt;br /&gt;"What's that in my ass?... Oh it's that shit."&lt;br /&gt;more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to the radio in Leah's Grandparents car, and the Green day (Green Day?) song came on I hope you had the time of your life.  It was right after I left my friends, and I was feeling sad, because of course I'm horriible with goodbyes.  That song just has that feeling of completion, and ending.  It made me even more sad.  I wish I could have had more time to spend with them.  I'm so bad with goodbyes I would rather just leave.  I always make it awkward, or something.  This will be my last week of posts for a month.  I feel really depressed.  My parents are watching a comedy, might help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all my friends over the past year.  Last year at this time I had no friends to miss when I was gone.  Not like this.  These past 6 months had the highest and lowest points in my life.  I'm glad I had both though.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When You guys get back, what is the song that was always on.  I feel like it was a Springstein song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111974904014124868?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111974904014124868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111974904014124868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111974904014124868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111974904014124868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111918296256165145</id><published>2005-06-19T08:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T08:09:22.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Because behind it's doors, there nothin to keep my fingers warm</title><content type='html'>I used to hate the Death Cab song new year, you know the first one on Transatlanticism.  But the lyrics are fabulous.  That entire album is really good, the song transatlanticism is proobally my favorite though.  I did like Photo Album though.  I just hope that they don't become sell outs now that they're on Columbia.  It seems like that's not what Ben Gibbard would be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New topic, goodbye every body.  &lt;br /&gt;"By the way it says balls on your face."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't talk about Knights in front of Mark, it's a sore subject."&lt;br /&gt;"I'm gonna kill that Mother-Fucker."&lt;br /&gt;"Pun intended?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111918296256165145?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111918296256165145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111918296256165145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111918296256165145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111918296256165145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/because-behind-its-doors-there-nothin.html' title='Because behind it&apos;s doors, there nothin to keep my fingers warm'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111915132552591742</id><published>2005-06-18T22:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T23:22:05.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye, farewell, amen.</title><content type='html'>Hello, it is 10.55 do you know where your child is?  I am sitting at my computer, while all my things sit up stairs, actually yelling my name saying, pack me, pack me.  I played Scramble with Hank just now.  And Nathan and I had plans to go do something, but his mom wouldn't let him, since he had to drive tommorow.  I would have expected to be pissed about that, but I'm over it.  I noticed how much Packing I have to do.  I was just on the phone with my dad, who is in Signapore (spelling so wrong?) and he said he was hot, I asked where he was, He replied, Chinatown.  I have come to the conclusion, that every city that is anything has a Chinatown.  To clear up confusion, Signapore is 12 hours ahead, so at the time this was written, 11.07 p.m. on saturday, it is 11.07 in the a.m. over there on sunday, so therefore I was able to wish him a happy fathers day.  This is my last post for this week, next week I'll be back, but then I'll be gone for a month.  I need to pack, and I have alot of it.  The Schmalz's are going to be superpissed, or something.  My last night at my house for two months.  I'm going to miss my mom, and even Hank.  And the pets.  I hate the last nights of things.  I feel like I'm abandoning, or being abandoned (by) the people I love.  I'm no good with goodbyes.  Some nights when I was leaving my dad's when I was young, I would cry till I feel asleep.  And its going to be really hard to leave my friends at the end of this week.  I haven't gotten a chance to see them for a couple weeks now.  But I guess we get to see each other for a week now, which will rock.  Okay, stop distracting me, I need to pack.  Goodbye, but not forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bad with good-byes, I cried during the final episode of MASH.  But they had good writers.  I know, I'm a dork.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111915132552591742?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111915132552591742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111915132552591742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111915132552591742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111915132552591742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/goodbye-farewell-amen.html' title='Goodbye, farewell, amen.'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111902255681396785</id><published>2005-06-17T11:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T11:35:56.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Down in the Depths of all things vile and wicked, the Silver haired whores come out to romp</title><content type='html'>yard sale insanity, vultures hovering snatching up costume jewelery, and faux crystal vases.  Blue haired, old foggees (sp) trying to barter with you for a glass that costs 10 cents.  help.  someone please visit me.  garrrhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111902255681396785?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111902255681396785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111902255681396785&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111902255681396785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111902255681396785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/down-in-depths-of-all-things-vile-and.html' title='Down in the Depths of all things vile and wicked, the Silver haired whores come out to romp'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111897963306637415</id><published>2005-06-16T23:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T23:40:33.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You and I thought I was done.  But I'm so bored I can't help, I came up with so many more tonight, you've seen a fraction of them, I was thinking of pranks too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Unplug everything in a house, and unscrew every lightbulb a little bit.  &lt;br /&gt;-Switch the tapes, and DVDs from all the cases in somebody's collection.  &lt;br /&gt;-Dress up in a deer costume and gallop on roads.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, no now i'm done.  I'm so out of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111897963306637415?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111897963306637415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111897963306637415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111897963306637415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111897963306637415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/you-and-i-thought-i-was-done.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111897867985350983</id><published>2005-06-16T23:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T23:24:39.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>nada surf</title><content type='html'>every time I hear these lyrics I get happy.  I really don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it’s like flowers or ladybugs&lt;br /&gt;pretty weeds or red beetles with dots&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111897867985350983?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111897867985350983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111897867985350983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111897867985350983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111897867985350983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/nada-surf.html' title='nada surf'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111897733910013743</id><published>2005-06-16T22:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T23:02:19.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk in a parisian gothic cathedral of DOOM!!!</title><content type='html'>So I was laying in bed at 8.00 listening to music, and feeling despondent when I decided to get up, stop being all depressed, and simply get over my self.  I had so much energy, and since my previous plan was to go to sleep, I decided to take a walk.  With out even thinking about it, I grabbed my cell phone, my ipod, I turned down 170 and I started running.  I ran to about the baseball fields, then I started walking, because I'm a lazy ass who can't run without having an asthma attack for very long (I don't have asthma)  So then I turned down Dobbins road, and I walked to that road that I never remember the name of.  I walked down that until I got to 224 and then I walked to the Giant Eagle and I bought my mom some dark chocolate, and Twisilers (sp?) and I got a red bull, and an Ice tea.  I headed back, I called my mom telling her my homeward progress, and then watched CSI with her while we ate our confections.  I was so glad I got off my depressed emo ass and walked.  That is the best feeling, to get those endorphins flowing through your veins.  It wakes you up, and cheers you up.  I always feel good after walking.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world where driving is the primary means of transportation, we tend to miss the important things in life.  The peaks of the white picket fences get blurred in with the wiffle balls flying from the plastic bat of a child playing with his father.  You whiz past the old man with those gentle wrinkles in his cheecks, blowing his grass clippings away from his perfectly manicured lawn.  The girl in a tie dyed shirt sitting in her drive way becomes second in your mind to the trivialities (sp) of your everyday life.  I want to live life to its fullest.  I love to slow down even for just an hour like that and listen to my music, and look at the trees and the birds, and those deadly looking clouds glaring menacingly at you like gargoyles atop some gothic structure in the middle of paris, (yes I just compared Poland Ohio to a gothic church in Paris)  but you never see the beauty of even Poland, when you get caught up in the fast paced world we live in.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such striking images.  The fathers laughter when he tosses that wiffle ball to his son.  I never got that.  Yeah, Hank filled in, but in the back of my mind, I knew, it wasn't the same.  Maybe that's how artists are formed.  Sure they have that talent, but they have to be fucked up just enough so that they are good, but not to much so that they kill themselves.  I always love to see fathers and sons.  It makes me happy.  I saw a father and his 9-11 year old son at the mall, and the look on the kids face made me happy.  Funny thing I was actually with my dad.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked down the middle of a side road today, looking up at the clouds listening to music.  It was beautiful, If a car hit me, it would have been a good way to go.  I was listening to Stephen Malkmus at the time, Pig Lib, and one of the lines of one of the songs was "scars on the rain drops" and then one rain drop fell from the clouds and landed on my nose.  No more, It was the only one of the whole night.  Even though it was overcast.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probally already said this but I do my best thinking when I walk.  I, as I said yesterday, set my life to music, and let it be my sound track.  I just think.  And I have to write it on my hands, or I'll forget it, by the time I get home, because Inever remember paper.  One time I was in the woods, so I wrote the words in the gravel and took a picture of it.  I couldn't read it, but it triggered the memory.  I think about songs, and people, and the past, and the future, and all things on the earth and some things not.  I would say sky's the limit, but that's not true, I thought about planets today.  The only way I can describe it, is that I think like five year olds do, and I totally let my mind wander into what ever direction, and I let my feet do the same thing.  And I always wind up with the same happy feeling.  Because then my minds eye sees things it normally doesn't see.  I slow down I live in the moment,  but my mind is else where.  I think the Native Americans call this a spirit journey, only on a smaller level.  Some day I just want to pack enough food for ten days, and camping equipment, and just wander where ever my feet take me.  Then after five days, I wander back.  And hopefully I hit a road that will take me back to where I want to go, if not, just wander some more.  I think I could get some good thinking done that way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm just rambling.  And I could probally go on for quite a long time.  I suspect you tire of my mad ramblings though.  Lacking general coherency (sp).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would help if I knew how to spell.  Now some lists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Striking images of the night&lt;br /&gt;-Old man blowing grass clippings&lt;br /&gt;-Wiffle balls and fathers and sons&lt;br /&gt;-Old time fire trucks&lt;br /&gt;-Liz Moore driving&lt;br /&gt;-The out fielders running into their dugout after another inning&lt;br /&gt;-Kids riding bikes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music listened to all day&lt;br /&gt;-Built to spill- Keep it like a secret&lt;br /&gt;-Built to spill- There's nothing wrong with love&lt;br /&gt;-Yo La Tengo- I can hear their Hearts beating as one (love that title)&lt;br /&gt;-Stephen Malkmus- Face the Truth&lt;br /&gt;-Starlight mints- Stuff that dreams are made of&lt;br /&gt;-Ben Folds- Songs for Silverman&lt;br /&gt;-Halo Benders- God don't make no junk&lt;br /&gt;-Beat Happening- Black Candy&lt;br /&gt;-Stereo Lab (hummed to self)-Margerine Eclipse&lt;br /&gt;-Nada Surf- Let Go&lt;br /&gt;-Sondre Leache- Faces Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of text messages sent to my sister Beth, and received today&lt;br /&gt;-22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of songs listened to today&lt;br /&gt;-wow alot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illegal things I want to do &lt;br /&gt;-Put extra coins in other peoples parking meters&lt;br /&gt;-hold up signs saying "SLOW DOWN SPEED TRAP AHEAD"&lt;br /&gt;-make stop signs anti-war signs by putting red stickers that say a variety of differnet things: violence, war, etc.&lt;br /&gt;(best one I've seen was on a do not enter sign and underneath it said Iraq)&lt;br /&gt;-Put base ball cards in the tires of police cars and see if it makes a really cool sound&lt;br /&gt;-take a cordless razor and shave random dogs, but just one small strip.  &lt;br /&gt;-steal peoples fake hair pieces.&lt;br /&gt;-glue peoples office supplies to the walls/ ceiling&lt;br /&gt;-make elaborate sharpie drawings on private business windows, like a cafe or something.  really awesome collages of doodles, I don't think they'd be happy though.&lt;br /&gt;-I know these are really cheesy, but hey, I have red bull in me and I'm bored, besides half of them I was thinking about during my walk.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is already to long, and the fates will strike me down if I continue on with this drawn out conclusion to my story.  This could have been summed up in saying I like to walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111897733910013743?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111897733910013743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111897733910013743&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111897733910013743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111897733910013743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/walk-in-parisian-gothic-cathedral-of.html' title='Walk in a parisian gothic cathedral of DOOM!!!'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111895088509451559</id><published>2005-06-16T15:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T15:41:25.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/parking%20lot.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/parking%20lot.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset at the theatre&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111895088509451559?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111895088509451559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111895088509451559&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111895088509451559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111895088509451559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/sunset-at-theatre.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111895086340562515</id><published>2005-06-16T15:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T15:41:03.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/tweeeee.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/tweeeee.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool tree in the woods&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111895086340562515?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111895086340562515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111895086340562515&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111895086340562515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111895086340562515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/cool-tree-in-woods.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111895084497990070</id><published>2005-06-16T15:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T15:40:44.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6964.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/IMG_6964.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caparso and Daley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111895084497990070?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111895084497990070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111895084497990070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111895084497990070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111895084497990070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/caparso-and-daley.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111895081478868324</id><published>2005-06-16T15:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T15:40:14.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/glass.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/glass.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glass with diet peach snapple&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111895081478868324?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111895081478868324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111895081478868324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111895081478868324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111895081478868324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/glass-with-diet-peach-snapple.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111895077517151838</id><published>2005-06-16T15:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T15:39:35.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/me.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/me.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mocha House&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111895077517151838?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111895077517151838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111895077517151838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111895077517151838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111895077517151838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/mocha-house.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111895075989352506</id><published>2005-06-16T15:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T15:39:19.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/mebowl.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/mebowl.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me, old Jackass Geiger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111895075989352506?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111895075989352506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111895075989352506&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111895075989352506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111895075989352506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/thats-me-old-jackass-geiger.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111895071998266168</id><published>2005-06-16T15:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T15:38:39.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/chelsea.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/chelsea.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chelsea&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111895071998266168?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111895071998266168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111895071998266168&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111895071998266168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111895071998266168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/chelsea.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111895070889721071</id><published>2005-06-16T15:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T15:38:28.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/malin.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/malin.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111895070889721071?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111895070889721071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111895070889721071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111895070889721071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111895070889721071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/malin.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111895070002975379</id><published>2005-06-16T15:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T15:38:20.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_7160.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/IMG_7160.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kevin killed me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111895070002975379?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111895070002975379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111895070002975379&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111895070002975379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111895070002975379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/kevin-killed-me.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111893202751336424</id><published>2005-06-16T10:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T10:27:07.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>-my way is not very sportsman like.</title><content type='html'>My mom and I ended up watching Princess Bride Last night.  I think its the first time she watched it all the way through.  I was really bummed, but the movie made me feel a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I wonder if he is using the same wind as we are using.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-murdered by pirates is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of good lines.  How can a movie about true love be bad, especially with oversized rodentia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111893202751336424?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111893202751336424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111893202751336424&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111893202751336424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111893202751336424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-way-is-not-very-sportsman-like.html' title='-my way is not very sportsman like.'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111892930856934875</id><published>2005-06-16T09:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T09:41:48.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>The books that have been purchased for my reading list.&lt;br /&gt;-One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest by Ken Kesey&lt;br /&gt;-Nine Stories, Catcher in the Rye, Franny and Zooey by J.D.Salinger&lt;br /&gt;-Slaughter-House 5 by Kurt Vonnegut (is that how you spell it?)&lt;br /&gt;-Selected Short Stories and Poems by Edgar Allen Poe&lt;br /&gt;-On the Road by Jack Kerouac&lt;br /&gt;-Catch-22 by Joeseph Heller&lt;br /&gt;-Jonathan Livingston Seagull by Richard Bach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to get The Jungle by Sinclair, and I think I have another one that I'm forgeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept really good last night.  I've been going to bed so early lately though.  Since I haven't been going anywhere lately, I've been getting to bed before 11.  I wouldn't go to bed that early during school.  So now I've been getting up before 8 or 9 everyday.  This is not my normal sleep schedule.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't listened to Built to Spill's album Keep it Like a Secret in probally 6 months then all of a sudden I got the urge to listen to it,  It's weird how you get those urges to listen to something all of a sudden.  Actually I'm listening to it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how music can take you back to a better time, or not even necessarily better, but to a good time.  A time that you connect to a certain song, and everytime you hear that song, you think of the memory associated to it.  That's how my brain works any ways.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put a soundtrack to my life.  This is probally going to be embarassing, but when I listen to music when I'm out taking pictures or driving in the car, or sitting in a cafe I take that music and apply it to my life, almost creating a mini movie scene that would fit with both my life, and with the music.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read over this and it has no transition whatsoever, but I don't feel like fixing it so try and suffer through it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111892930856934875?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111892930856934875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111892930856934875&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111892930856934875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111892930856934875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111884835361200830</id><published>2005-06-15T11:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T11:12:33.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>below is supposed to say jiggle i just can't type&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111884835361200830?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111884835361200830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111884835361200830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111884835361200830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111884835361200830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/below-is-supposed-to-say-jiggle-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111884345413333404</id><published>2005-06-15T09:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T09:50:54.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>joggle</title><content type='html'>I get a weekly email from itunes telling me what is new in music, as if I don''t allready know from much more reliable sources.  But I don't kow how to stop it so every week, when I visit yahoo mail I get excited seeing 1 new message, only to bebrought down to see it is the crap itunes email about mainstream crap.  It always depresses me to see the top ten list.  In first was black eyed peas.  I don't know anything about them, but whatever.  Next was holla-back girl by gwen stefani.  This is my lest favorite song ever.  I loathe it, if some one is listening to it, I want to destroy whatever they are listening to it with, and then take them out.  Third is a mariah carey song and fourth is Kelley clarkson.  Some where around 8 is weezer with Beverly hills, which is probally the worst song to come from them except for the rest on Make Believe.  Music is so disappointing these days.  I don't understand how so much crap can be put out into the world, and people will listen to it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word paw thoroughly amuses me.  I don't know why, but it does.  Same with jiggle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111884345413333404?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111884345413333404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111884345413333404&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111884345413333404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111884345413333404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/joggle.html' title='joggle'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111880134887969349</id><published>2005-06-14T20:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T22:09:08.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff and Stuff</title><content type='html'>I decided that it was going to be easy business telling finding out travel arrangements for the beach.  I was wrong.  I was calling Leah, who was asking her mom, and then I was calling my dad.  I ofcourse wasn't asking the right questions, and all parties were starting to get pissed at me.  So eventually Leah, being the smarter between the two of us, just asked for my dad's phone number, making it easier for all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I await my sisters phone call she promised not two minutes ago.  She was getting off a plane, and I made up the word beauracrit.  Did not work in sentence structure.  I stopped mid sentence and thought to myself, no jack ass, your wrong.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some great things at Pat Catans today.  Hemp (two sizes) beads, charcoal paper, pencils, sharpie, stuff for textiles studio at snow farm, and some other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I every wrote about why I thought the White Stripes CD was a mistaken purchase for me.  I've listened to it again, and I think the conclusion I've come to is that it is just so different than their other four albums.  (I really just should his other four albums, since Meg White contributes little in the greater scheme)  This album has that blues/folk feel to it.  I think its totally different from previos material.  I was a little thrown off by the music video released for blue orchid.  I didn't like it at first.  I was just expecting another elephant.  Which it is not.  I do like the album though, just not the same way I like Elephant, or their first.  Different music cannot be classified under the same rating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started this 2 hours and 45 minutes ago&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111880134887969349?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111880134887969349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111880134887969349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111880134887969349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111880134887969349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/stuff-and-stuff.html' title='Stuff and Stuff'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111878888760434859</id><published>2005-06-14T18:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T18:41:27.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping</title><content type='html'>In the bottom right corner tool bar on my computer I have a little indicator that tells me if I have any new messages in my g-mail account.  I had just commented on my blog so I knew there was one there.  It said no unread mail, so in an attempt to be overdramatic about it I stood up pointed at it and screamed, "that is a bold faced lie." After this occured I resumed my seat and procceded to check my email.  It made me laugh at how ridiculous I am.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my mother and I went to Pizza Joes to get my check.  Then to the Alltel store where we purchesed cell phones with attached service plans.  After that we went to the Mocha House for Lunch, and then to the dollar store, we couldn'r find what we wanted, so we went to another dollar store.  After that we swung by Barnes &amp; Noble where I got the new White Stripes album (relized mistake) and 4 books on my list for 44 dollars.  Then after that we went to Pat Catans where I got Art supplies, suprise suprise, then we went to Schwebels thrift bakeryoutlet, and got bread, and those little ice cream sandwiches.  We made our final stop to The Giant Eagle where we cashed my check, cashed some rolled change, and got aleve, advil, and A&amp;W.  We went home, thoroughly exhausted for 4 hours of shopping in the heat.  All in all great day, only now i have to go to a meeting with three members from the troop counsel of my boy scout troop to get my eagle service project approved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I what a joy it is to have central cooling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111878888760434859?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111878888760434859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111878888760434859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111878888760434859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111878888760434859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/shopping.html' title='Shopping'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111876426312272296</id><published>2005-06-14T11:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T11:51:03.130-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today better be a good day.  I have alot of exciting things lined up.  First off I get to go get my check from shirley and judy.  woot.  Of course some one else might work?  who knows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111876426312272296?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111876426312272296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111876426312272296&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111876426312272296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111876426312272296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/today-better-be-good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111869225062933858</id><published>2005-06-13T15:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T15:50:50.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Work with Floyd</title><content type='html'>Oh dear.  I am tired.  And dirty.  But I think my sister and I are going to the Ben Folds concert in Brooklyn.  Atleast I hope we are.  I worked with Hank today.  It was asd to see his helper Floyd.  He lives in a trailer park, but doesn't have any electricity.  He had a job but he got laid off.  But they never actually laid him off, so he never qualified for unemployment.  He has a truck, but it doesn't have a drive shaft.  So he rides his bike to work.  Actually he rides his bike every where.  Since he started riding his bike, he's lost alot of weight.  So his pants are way too big.  But he can't buy new ones, because he doesn't even have money to get electricity, he has an air conditioning unit, but that also needs electricity.  Hank thinks he's either alittle bit retarded, or he has severe substance abuse side affects.  So he has trouble understanding things like humor, and sarcasm.  He's a good, fast worker though.  He was really nice too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cleaned my room last night, and I found things I didn't even know I owned.  And I found a whole bunch of hemp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111869225062933858?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111869225062933858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111869225062933858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111869225062933858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111869225062933858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/work-with-floyd.html' title='Work with Floyd'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111862930336714317</id><published>2005-06-12T22:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T22:21:43.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have to get up at 6.00 to go work with hank, but since hank put in a load of laundry, when I wanted to, I have no bed sheets.  I had to do two loads too.  So the first load is just going into the dryer now.  Swell day over all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarcasam end/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111862930336714317?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111862930336714317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111862930336714317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111862930336714317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111862930336714317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-have-to-get-up-at-6.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111861394905421151</id><published>2005-06-12T17:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T18:05:49.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'>cookies</title><content type='html'>-I hate that smell.&lt;br /&gt;-What?  Cookies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should do some work, because I'm not doing anything else, but I really am not in the mood to work.  I would take a nap, but then I'll just either be up real late, or wake up real early.  And I have nothing to fill the void of a sleepless night.  I have to get up tommorow and work with Hank.  I don't want to, but he's going to pay me 7 bucks an hour.  Maybe I'll clean my room.  I need to do laundry too.  Great that occupies a good two hours.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran over my copy of Night at the Opera by Queen with a chair on rollers.  I had to burn a replacement.  I put that in there because I know you care, obviously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111861394905421151?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111861394905421151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111861394905421151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111861394905421151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111861394905421151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/cookies.html' title='cookies'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111859089806214682</id><published>2005-06-12T11:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T11:41:38.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameras, bowling, free socks</title><content type='html'>I woke up at 5.30 and couldn't get back into a deep sleep, so I had restless sleep for a nother 4 1/2 hours.  Sucked.  I hate that more than anyother.  I went bowling last night.  I had fun, all of us seemed alittle bummed though.  Leah and Chelsea had to work the next day.  Kevin had a headache.  And I don't know what was wrong with me.  We messed around though.  Infact maybe it was just me that wasn't into it.  We were fighting alot, not actually fighting, but mock wrestling.  This is really hard to explain.  I kept trying to bowl for Kevin, and he would chase after me and try and stop me.  Then chelsea got involved.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next section is long and filled with alot of camera tech stuff, I tried to explain, but I'm not very good at explaining stuff like that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not figure out why my camera shutter speed was so low.  It was at ten seconds.  I had it on apeture priority, which automatically sets the shutter speed depending on what you set the apeture at.  I usually leave it on the lowest setting so the shutter speed can be as high as possible, the lower the apeture value, the faster the shutter speed.  So I leave the Apeture at 3.5 usually.  This usually gives me a shutter speed of 1/10 of a second or 1/15th of a second, because it is so dark.  Last night I had it set to 36 and therefore the shutter speed was at 10 seconds.  I got pissed and put my camera down then it dawned on me right after I threw the ball one time that my apeture was set at 36.  I'm sorry about this long technical worthless post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111859089806214682?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111859089806214682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111859089806214682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111859089806214682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111859089806214682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/cameras-bowling-free-socks.html' title='Cameras, bowling, free socks'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111852019756639808</id><published>2005-06-11T15:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T16:03:22.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mom and I went shopping this morning.  I got some Blank t-shirts for doing some stuff with.  I got a towel for the beach, and I looked at cell phones.  I saw Travis at Target, and then I saw him again at Best Buy.  I can only infer from this that he is stalking me.  I'm sorta tired.  But I want to get these pictures printed out.  My printer on the other hand, does not want me to print them out.  Its just sitting there and not printing anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to Ron today, I love that little Asian man.  He makes me happy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah since my printer hates me I'm going to take a nap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111852019756639808?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111852019756639808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111852019756639808&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111852019756639808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111852019756639808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-mom-and-i-went-shopping-this.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111850106383371184</id><published>2005-06-11T10:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T10:44:23.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Waking up at 8.00 on the first day of summer</title><content type='html'>My sister and her fiance were just here.  We had a nice breakfast.  I made plans to go to their apartment in Niles next friday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I made Mrs. Holub think she was insane or something.  I put on a shirt over top of my other shirt at the end of first period.  As I was walking out she stopped me and said I was looking very hippyish and said she didn't think she saw me wearing that all period, She thought she was going insane.  I said nothing to ease her mind.  Yes I was wearing it, you are going insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bad kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111850106383371184?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111850106383371184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111850106383371184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111850106383371184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111850106383371184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/waking-up-at-800-on-first-day-of.html' title='Waking up at 8.00 on the first day of summer'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111845499271472608</id><published>2005-06-10T21:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T21:56:32.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Title</title><content type='html'>My family and I went out to dinner tonight.  We went to the fireplace, where we saw none other than Ashley Mitzel.  Oh yes.  I could feel her staring at me, but I refused to make eye contact.  Then my mom dropped me off at Rachel's where, I looked through the 8th grade year book, and watched the first half of Breakfast club.  Then Rachel took me home.  We had to stop because there was an accident on 170.  Now, I think I'm just going to read, because I have all this energy built up from this morning, but I don't feel like watching any of the movies I own, or listening to music or anything.  This next week is going to go by real slow.  I have nothing to do, Which is about the only week this summer that that applies to.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used the stamp pads in the art room, and stamped a little pattern on the back of my hand today in art.  I used the back of a dry erase marker.  I used two different types of ink and it looked really cool, but everybody asked me what it was, which kind of pissed me off.  I draw on my hands all the time.  It's ink who cares how I did it.  I just did.  One day I want to just say that I have no idea how it got on there.  Flip out and say I found it on my hand when I woke up, and it wouldn't wash off.  Shake them up a bit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some good teachers this year.  And everytime I have a good teacher, I tell myself I'm going to thank them in some way, but I never do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I wish I had some new movies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111845499271472608?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111845499271472608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111845499271472608&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111845499271472608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111845499271472608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/title.html' title='Title'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111843781105799602</id><published>2005-06-10T17:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T17:10:11.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This summer</title><content type='html'>Happiness is singing Bohemian Rhapsody in Perkins at 7.00 in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is 25 cent ice cream sandwiches&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is a week at the beach with your friends&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is a month at an art program in the foothills of the Berkshire mountains in Mass.&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is a week with my sister on the Jersey shore&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is new music and new books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This better be the best damn summer ever.  How couldn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111843781105799602?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111843781105799602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111843781105799602&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111843781105799602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111843781105799602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/this-summer.html' title='This summer'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111843712829471672</id><published>2005-06-10T16:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T17:01:38.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;RAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWR&lt;br /&gt;RAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWR&lt;br /&gt;RAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWR RAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWR&lt;br /&gt;RAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWR&lt;br /&gt;RAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWR RAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWR&lt;br /&gt;RAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWR&lt;br /&gt;RAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWR RAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWR&lt;br /&gt;RAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWR RAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWR&lt;br /&gt;RAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWR&lt;br /&gt;RAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWR RAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWR&lt;br /&gt;RAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWR RAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWR&lt;br /&gt;RAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWR RAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWR&lt;br /&gt;RAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWR RAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWR RAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWRRAWR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUMMER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited to get my summer reading bought, and to get letter writing stuff, and get summer music, and to get hemo, and get sunglasses, and go paddle boating, and all the stuff I have planned.  It's going to be so weird.  I love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111843712829471672?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111843712829471672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111843712829471672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111843712829471672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111843712829471672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/rawrrawrrawrrawrrawrrawrrawrrawrrawrra.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111836801258614558</id><published>2005-06-09T21:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T21:46:52.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/Multiple%20found%20selves.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/Multiple%20found%20selves.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Woods&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111836801258614558?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111836801258614558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111836801258614558&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111836801258614558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111836801258614558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/in-woods.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111836799412934230</id><published>2005-06-09T21:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T21:46:34.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6977.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/IMG_6977.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leah at mocha house&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111836799412934230?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111836799412934230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111836799412934230&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111836799412934230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111836799412934230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/leah-at-mocha-house_09.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111836797504226109</id><published>2005-06-09T21:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T21:46:15.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6976.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/IMG_6976.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leah at mocha house&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111836797504226109?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111836797504226109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111836797504226109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111836797504226109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111836797504226109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/leah-at-mocha-house.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111836793603849508</id><published>2005-06-09T21:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T21:45:36.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6847.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/IMG_6847.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie Dewar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111836793603849508?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111836793603849508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111836793603849508&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111836793603849508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111836793603849508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/katie-dewar.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111836791884204667</id><published>2005-06-09T21:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T21:45:18.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6824.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/IMG_6824.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Train in Zombie Land&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111836791884204667?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111836791884204667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111836791884204667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111836791884204667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111836791884204667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/train-in-zombie-land.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111836650566113386</id><published>2005-06-09T21:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T21:21:45.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking</title><content type='html'>I just took a nice 3 hour walk.  I went everywhere.  I went down Christopher, then down Jennifer, then the street off of North Lima that leads down to the woods.  Then I walked all through the woods, taking most of the trailsending up by the Entrance by where the Middle school is.  I walked from there to Library (closed) so I went to go to Walgreen' which my mother said had opened, when oh wow, I noticed Selah's was open, they're open till 9 on all weekdays they're open now.  So I went in there.  I talked to Brian for a while, and then took off with my Italian soda.  I then walked home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking by oneself is such a nice experience.  Listening to music really just lets your mind wander, it goes in so many directions, allowing you to listen to things in a new way, all of a sudden you understand lyrics earlier not understandable.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Paul Hay by the Middle School.  He hung out the window, and gave me the rock symbol (index and pinky fingers) and yelled Geig, Not Geiger, not even Geig's as many have become accustomed to saying.  Geig.  Cracked me up.  Music was good.  Nature even better.  Bad pictures though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast tommorow, before our last day as Juniors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111836650566113386?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111836650566113386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111836650566113386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111836650566113386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111836650566113386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/walking.html' title='Walking'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111835327715907410</id><published>2005-06-09T17:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T17:41:17.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;When I'm out walking I strut my stuff yeah I'm so strung out&lt;br /&gt;I'm high as a kite I just might stop to check you out&lt;br /&gt;let me go on like I blister in the sun &lt;br /&gt;let me go on big hands I know your the one&lt;br /&gt;body and beats I stain my sheets I don't even know why&lt;br /&gt;my girlfriend she's at the end she is starting to cry&lt;br /&gt;let me go on like I blister in the sun &lt;br /&gt;let me go on big hands I know your the one...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go for a walk soon.  I will be gone for 7 months this summer.  I only have one week left in this place.  I want to make the most of it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List of things to buy...&lt;br /&gt;-Summer Music&lt;br /&gt;-Letter writing stuff&lt;br /&gt;-Summer reading list&lt;br /&gt;-Cell phone for easier communication over the summer&lt;br /&gt;-Blank t-shirts for textiles class&lt;br /&gt;-new converse low tops that actually fit&lt;br /&gt;-birthday presents&lt;br /&gt;-art supplies/hemp and beads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to get a hair cut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111835327715907410?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111835327715907410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111835327715907410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111835327715907410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111835327715907410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/when-im-out-walking-i-strut-my-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111828577005373765</id><published>2005-06-08T22:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T22:56:10.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>STICK KEYS</title><content type='html'>My mom and I watched Good Will Hunting tonight.  I love that movie.  I never noticed all of them before, but there are 5 Elliot Smith songs in that movie.  Robin Williams is a great actor.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew some pictures in my sketch book today.  That made me happy.  I love drawing when I actually try.  I just never actually sit down and try.  I talked to Beth today.  I'm spending the first week of August with her at the Jersey Shore.  Here is my schedule for the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week (2nd week of June)- Nothing&lt;br /&gt;3rd week of June- Ocean City with Rachel, Malin, Nathan, and Leah&lt;br /&gt;4th week of June- Week with Dad&lt;br /&gt;July- Snow farm in Williamsburg, MA&lt;br /&gt;1st week in August- Jersey shore with Beth&lt;br /&gt;2nd- Week with Dad&lt;br /&gt;3rd- Back to Ohio for two weeks before school starts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TURN ON THE STICK KEYS AND MY KEYBOARD IS BEING STUPID AGAIN&gt;  EVEN IF IT WASN"T IN ALL CAPS I WOULD HAVE PUT STUPID IN ALL CAPS&lt; IT KIND OF TAKES AWAY FROM IT&gt;  WELL GOOD NIGHT ALL&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111828577005373765?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111828577005373765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111828577005373765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111828577005373765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111828577005373765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/stick-keys.html' title='STICK KEYS'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111826267683000128</id><published>2005-06-08T15:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T16:31:16.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CDs</title><content type='html'>&lt;ANGER ALERT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do they do this to me.  The New Pornographers are playing in North Hampton Massachusetts the Sunday before I am going to none other than North Hampton Massachusetts, I spelled Mass. so wrong.  One week, like four days and i'll be there for Snow Farm.  Then Yo La Tengo, and Stephen Malkmus &amp; the Jicks, are playing in New York together July 4th.  Oh My God.  What is this crap I go to Snow Farm the 3rd.  The forth is our first day of Studios.  I am not going to any concerts this summer as of now.  Leah to steal your word &lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RAWR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  Extra bold print.  Still looking.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Holub says she'll have to cancel the New York trip if she can't find 25 people to go.  If we don't go I'll be really mad.  Super-UBER pissed, like swarm of hornets pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is is that I'm not really mad today.  It's more of a quite desperation, like I want to scream in my head.  Does that make any sense at all?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel Stamateris asked me to burn her two cds.  techinally 4, I only did 2 though.  Ben Kweller, and all my Death Cab.  I gave her Sha Sha by Kweller, and I think Photo Album by Death Cab.  Well Sha Sha didn't work.  So I have to make her another one.  This is okay, I don't mind making her one, even though I still don't like piracy and I don;t ask anybody to burn me anything.  But if they offer I usually accept, and If i like it then either go buy it when I get the money, or at least buy something else of theirs.  any way back to Rachel, I don't really mind making her the cd, It's just the way she asked, Infact I don't even know if she asked.  She might have asked the first time, but then started demanding it when I said no the first time.  And she started pleading with me, where she would not let up.  She really does have her high and Low points.  There have been times when she's been nice to be around, but other times I don't want people to see me around her.  One time she was really snappy with the waiter we had at Rockne's.  He brought her the wrong type of Soup, and she got almost kind of mean about it.  Her cd just finished burning.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexis invited me to go with her and Jeff to go to A&amp;W after Jeff got his paycheck after school today.  I felt that would be really awkward though.  I know they aren't going out, but still.   I should have gone though.  I think everybody else is working tonight.  Or whatever they have to do.  If I'm wrong correct me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proudly wearing my Appel for band pres. shirt.  It's glorious.  I just put it on over my other shirt though and it looked really tacky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111826267683000128?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111826267683000128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111826267683000128&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111826267683000128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111826267683000128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/cds.html' title='CDs'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111818323091928992</id><published>2005-06-07T18:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T18:27:10.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6900.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/IMG_6900.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Black Coffee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111818323091928992?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111818323091928992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111818323091928992&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111818323091928992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111818323091928992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-like-black-coffee.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111811003588452067</id><published>2005-06-06T22:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T22:07:15.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PATTY</title><content type='html'>from- Alyssa Fogel (Patty)&lt;br /&gt;to- Jon Geiger (Skylar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patty- I'm glad to hear you still smell lovely ,haha although perhaps this year I'll have to keep myself from the common sniffing action. yah, whatev doggs your 4 days can kiss my 16 days' ass! BOOYAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;email from my friend in Mass., She had an unhealthy obsession with smelling me.  That girl is so funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111811003588452067?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111811003588452067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111811003588452067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111811003588452067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111811003588452067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/patty.html' title='PATTY'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111810968359858142</id><published>2005-06-06T22:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T22:01:23.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just you wait...</title><content type='html'>...I had a really good day today.  Lots to tell, lots of pictures to show, but not now, I have CDs to burn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111810968359858142?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111810968359858142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111810968359858142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111810968359858142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111810968359858142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/just-you-wait.html' title='Just you wait...'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111802413515481080</id><published>2005-06-05T22:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T22:15:35.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow.  I spent two hours today printing 23 pictures for my art project.  My computer hates me.  Photoshop takes up all of my virtual memory, so I can't even run anything else when the pictures are printing.  and it would freeze at random intervals.  Oh jeez.  Piss.  Now I have to work on an art project due for tommorow befor i go to bed.  Still I think its going to come out looking pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111802413515481080?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111802413515481080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111802413515481080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111802413515481080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111802413515481080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111799196764232981</id><published>2005-06-05T13:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T13:19:27.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jon- Why?&lt;br /&gt;Mom- Incase a Jellifish attacks your ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111799196764232981?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111799196764232981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111799196764232981&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111799196764232981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111799196764232981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/jon-why-mom-incase-jellifish-attacks.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111798409036215113</id><published>2005-06-05T10:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T11:08:10.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hemp fancy pants and smores</title><content type='html'>Katie Dewar called last night, and asked If I wanted to come over.  So she and Kailey picked me up and we went to hemp at her house.  After that we ordered Inner Circle, and we ate that.  We went out side and we collected some fire wood, and we went back to her patio.  So we then decided to go to Zombie land.  We drove around, and we ran around the car while it was on the train tracks, that was so stupid but fun.  There were alot of cars there.  And all the houses had there lights on.  We were there kind of early, but it was still fun.  I put my hand right next to Dewar's head when she was driving.  She flipped out and started screaming.  I was laughing so hard.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "I jumped out of my girlie pants, no I jumped out of my fancy pants." (It says fancy on her pants)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove to Boardman Giant Eagle and got Smores supplies.  Then we went back to Dewar's house and I built a fire and we made Smores.  After a while we got bored so Dewar and I, Kailey stayed back, went into the woods to go to the creepy cement barn that's back there.  It was uneventful except for I found a the plastic helmet that I was wearing in that picture of me dressed like a knight.  That was where I found it before, so I took it.  We treked back and we sat around the fire, then Dewar took us home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home and fell asleep on the couch, when I was woken up by my mother, so I went upstairs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111798409036215113?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111798409036215113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111798409036215113&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111798409036215113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111798409036215113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/hemp-fancy-pants-and-smores.html' title='Hemp fancy pants and smores'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111792247601816524</id><published>2005-06-04T18:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T18:01:16.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6571.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/IMG_6571.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111792247601816524?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111792247601816524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111792247601816524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111792247601816524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111792247601816524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/rachel_04.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111792245885492139</id><published>2005-06-04T18:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T18:00:58.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6446.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/IMG_6446.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie Dewar x2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111792245885492139?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111792245885492139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111792245885492139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111792245885492139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111792245885492139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/katie-dewar-x2.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111792126497641694</id><published>2005-06-04T17:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T17:41:04.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have no life, or friends, its my conclusion.  I've done yard work, took the SAT, and sat on my computer all day.  I've noticed no matter how much music you buy, you never have enough.  I have completely exhausted my music supply.  I listen to it over and over again.  Then I get in ruts where i'll only listen to one thing, then move on.  I've listened to Yankee Hotel Foxtrot by Wilco 3 times in the past two days.  Stephen Malkmus, Don't even get me started on him.  You all probally tire of hearing how much I like his music.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to write about, I don't think.  Except I was laying in bed last night and I noticed when I started feeling bad.  It was when I saw that woman walking down the road and I noticed what a bad person I am.  That was when I started getting sick again.  This morning I felt happier and my throat stopped hurting.  It was really wierd.  I was still in a bad mood because of the SAT.   Hopefully I'm over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to wonder if anybody, or everybody else has someone n their family that is always tells the family stories.  But always tells the same exact stories.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...Have I ever told you about the time Bob and I swamped the canoe?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you say?  No?  yeah right.  That would go over real well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed how much time work occupies.  I can't remember the last time I haven't worked on a Saturday.  Last saturday was my first day after I quit, but I spent it with Rachel so it wasn't that strange.  But there is nothing to do when there's nobody to go out and do something with.  It's like torture.  I've processed all my pictures, I cleaned of the deck, listened to 2 cds, went to the SAT, and went to Panera after that, wrote 2 entries, ate some cookies, and read some.  That is my day.  Working takes the monotony out of life.  Sure it's a pain in the ass, but I don't know what to do with my self.  I would use days off to do homework, work on art projects, watch a DVD i bought, go do something with friends.  I do all that and have time let over.  Now I have no excuse not to do my eagle project.  I'm glad Leah got me that job.  I kind of needed to get out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I need to do now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111792126497641694?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111792126497641694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111792126497641694&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111792126497641694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111792126497641694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-have-no-life-or-friends-its-my.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111790937982553635</id><published>2005-06-04T14:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T14:22:59.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_67411.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/IMG_67411.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111790937982553635?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111790937982553635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111790937982553635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111790937982553635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111790937982553635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111790934125058021</id><published>2005-06-04T14:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T14:22:21.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_67271.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/IMG_67271.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea Pot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111790934125058021?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111790934125058021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111790934125058021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111790934125058021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111790934125058021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/tea-pot.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111790933210306154</id><published>2005-06-04T14:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T14:22:12.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_67231.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/IMG_67231.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111790933210306154?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111790933210306154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111790933210306154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111790933210306154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111790933210306154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/rachel.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111790916380694191</id><published>2005-06-04T14:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T14:19:23.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SAT</title><content type='html'>SAT done.  I can't even think about it.  Maybe I just don't want to think about it.  Argh.  I was really hungry around the second to last section.  Oh well, we got Panera afterward.  Now I must work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111790916380694191?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111790916380694191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111790916380694191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111790916380694191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111790916380694191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/sat.html' title='SAT'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111788236883698517</id><published>2005-06-04T06:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T06:52:48.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SLEEEEEEP!</title><content type='html'>SAT one hour 12 minutes and counting.  I'm so tired.  So very tired.  If I was awake I would feel better about this.  (let's out agonizing scream)  This test would be better if I could do something afterwards with friends, or sleep, but Hank told me I have to work with him.  I should be free eventually though.  After I work.  SAT.  I didn't shower.  Not for this.  Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111788236883698517?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111788236883698517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111788236883698517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111788236883698517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111788236883698517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/sleeeeeep.html' title='SLEEEEEEP!'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111785600802354363</id><published>2005-06-03T23:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T23:33:28.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hemp rings, sugar, Ron's faces, wine, Mrs. Nikora, Izze Soda, candles, pictures, and abunch of other stuff.</title><content type='html'>Yeah about that.  I don't know what to do.  Tonight did not go as planned at all.  Rachel had to be at home my 10.00, and Leah and Malin left right before ten, so I stayed at live Jazz and tried to pull myself out of this funk.  I tried to talk to Katie about it, but Kevin was there and made it kind of awkward.  then when we finally started to talk about it at 11 when Hank pulled up to take me away.  I kept on trying to smile, but it just wouldn't come.  I always get annoyed at people when they sigh.  It's a real downer.  I must have made everybody alittle depressed just being there.  Conversation was okay, but I couldn't get into it.  I wasn't in the mood to talk over the jazz to a group, I wanted to talk one on one with anybody really.  Which I tried to do with Katie, but the group wouldn't permit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike- What are you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;Katie- Sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my two compact flash cards for my camera.  that made me really happy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This freaking SAT is looming over my shoulder.  My future is hanging on a stupid test.  A test that I need sleep for, but sleep I can't get.  Hopefully I get better sleep than last night.  Because i sleep horribly last night.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much to say, not here, not now.  I wish I could translate these feelings to words, because that might solve some of the problem.  Hopefully tommorow will be better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111785600802354363?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111785600802354363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111785600802354363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111785600802354363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111785600802354363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/hemp-rings-sugar-rons-faces-wine-mrs.html' title='Hemp rings, sugar, Ron&apos;s faces, wine, Mrs. Nikora, Izze Soda, candles, pictures, and abunch of other stuff.'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111783952267475146</id><published>2005-06-03T18:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T18:58:42.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meatball</title><content type='html'>I took a lovely little nap today after school.  After I woke up I had pizza.  Yum.  I was in a bad mood this morning.  And I kept on snaping at people who just do what they normally do to me.  They're used to me just taking it, but today I wasn't in the mood.  I think everybody has their snapping points.  I felt like I did when I was in middle school.  That kind of anger came over me.  Kevin slapped me in the hall today.  He does it alot, but I usually don't get all worked up about it.  It pisses me off, but I usually am fooling around with him anyway.  But out of the blue today he smacks me when I was talking to Katie about going to live Jazz.  He got suprised that I was mad at him, but I don't think you can slap somebody and not think they're going to react somehow.  I snapped at Leah in art today.  I blew the situation totally out of proportion.  It was the little things though that you don't want to here when you're mad.  Stupid things.  I was just antisocial today.  Difficult in a high school where you have friends.  Or in a high school in general.  Maybe I'm just getting stressed out over the SAT.  13 hours to go.  Depressing as all hell.  Poor Alexis kept trying to ask me questions about "Cool Hand Luke" today, I was not in the question answering mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio was fun today.  We had tuttles for a sub.  Teehee.  Yeah he's funny.  A part in the movie got really loud and he jumped out of his chair.  And Malin felt Leah up.  I think Leah should sue.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leah jumps&lt;br /&gt;Leah- did you mean to do that.  &lt;br /&gt;Malin- No, not that much, I don't remember you being that big.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kept getting worse as Malin tryed to talk her way out of it.  I was laughing pretty hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111783952267475146?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111783952267475146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111783952267475146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111783952267475146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111783952267475146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/meatball.html' title='Meatball'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111776389238561933</id><published>2005-06-02T21:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T21:58:12.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovely Change</title><content type='html'>Since my frightning entry I've:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eaten, Slept, Listened to Music, Worked on Art project, Read Leah's blog from yesterday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In much better mood overall.  Sorry about recent post.  After Leah's blog I noticed how much my life has changed.  Comparing August to Now like she did.  I never even thought about having a job, let alone one where my boss asks me to come back with a raise as apposed to quiting, Any school dance was out of the question let alone prom.  I was friends with few people, now I have a totally different group of friends.  Including people I had never talked to until January.  I never thought I would have a girl friend.  I had less then 20 CDs (way less than).  Now it is climbing to over 150.  I played stupid computer games, but now I just look up music, and process pictures.  The list continues.  I've changed so much, but I didn't even notice it happening.  I think it all started with Snow Farm last summer.  And then when Leah approached me in Art and started talking to me.  I started doing stuff with Nathan because he was in Bio, and he talked to Ben.  We became friends again.  Now I sit typing my just recently found journal.  I still feel like the same person.  It's strange.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111776389238561933?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111776389238561933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111776389238561933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111776389238561933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111776389238561933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/lovely-change.html' title='Lovely Change'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111775676469795595</id><published>2005-06-02T19:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T19:59:24.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Cow Las Vegas</title><content type='html'>Warning, this is quite possibly the strangest thing I've ever written in my life.  I don't keep a constant stream of thought, I jump from place to place, make random references to Fight Club, and I think there's a haiku about it in there to.  I'm drowsy, and Tired, and I should sleep, disregard most of anything I might say.  I can't ever remember being like this.  It's really weird.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really just never know.  We saw this woman walking down the road today, by my step-grandparents house, and she had a hair cut from the 80's, and clothes to match.  I look at her, and I'm ashamed to say, I kind of laughed to myself.  Almost to the point where I pointed it out to Hank.  He saw her though.  He grew up in that neighborhood, and knew her.  He said, I bet she clocks in 20,000 miles a year walking.  She walks everywhere she needs to go.  She had two other siblings, and they turned out okay, but her, nah.  The difference between her and her oldest sibling is like between you and dave.  And she was neglected, and just messed up.  Her parebts wouldn't be able to do that kind of stuff now.  They would put her in a fenced area in the summer with a bowl of water.  All day, just leave her there, not even check up on her.  (a small area mind you, like one of those toddler cribs.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear this and I felt disgusted with myself.  I don't even notice how bad of a person I am.  I judge people, all the time.  If I could change anything about myself I would change that.  But I've thought this same thing before, I'll just lapse until the next time.  And I'll have the same excuses.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished reading fight club today.  Am I just a little space monkey.  repeating the rules.  First rule about fight club...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a like a permanent high lately.  Walking through life on a cloud.  Until this.  Rachel's been telling me she needs to be nicer to people.  I've totally ignored that part of me.  I don't even notice it at times.  I hadn't even noticed I need to be nocer to people.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second rule about fight club...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a nap, and I woke up and the clock said 7.03.  I got scared, my bus leaves at 7.13.  I get up a 6.45-50.  Then i realized.  In the p.m.  saved.  I'm prepairing to work on my art project.  but it seems so happy and vain.  Maybe it will cheer me up.  Two men to a fight.  No shirts, no shoes, no belts.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little space monkeys&lt;br /&gt;always do what they are told&lt;br /&gt;never question it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the part of my life where I take a step back, and evaluate my life.  would I want to be my friend.  Would I want to be a stranger near me.  Answer, no.  Answer, no.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought it would be alot better to be tyler durden right now, because he can make soap, and I need some.  besides he's got a cool scar.  ofcourse so do all the space monkeys.  and marla.  Maybe I should just listen to some more music, that is not what I wanted to listen to.  I can't write what I want that last sentence was supposed to be, naybe I should just take a nap, and then that is not what I wanted to say.  Sleep good.  self evaluation, good.  I'll be better before the rise of dawn.  the dews come at night.  leave when its morning.  I feel like I've taken medicine.  You know that explains it.  I took some when I got home from school that make me a wee bit drowsy.  Please ignore me.  This has been a pure post of rambles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111775676469795595?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111775676469795595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111775676469795595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111775676469795595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111775676469795595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/holy-cow-las-vegas.html' title='Holy Cow Las Vegas'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111767582588677310</id><published>2005-06-01T21:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T21:30:25.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LEGOS</title><content type='html'>Hello world, nice to meet you.  I just got back from Sisterhood of the Traveling pants.  yes, oh yes, I went to this movie with Rachel, Ashley, Dan Buckler, Katie Dewar, and Carly Warner who was filling in for Bruce.  Oh yes.  Lets just say she was more intimate with Dewar than Bruce is.  I'm sorry, I'm getting off subject.  There is no subject.  I saw the movie.  that's about it.  I want to do something, I have to much energy.  I could start an art project, but do I want to?  Novel test?  Unlikely.  I really want to play with Legos.  Yeah, Legos.  Oh darn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111767582588677310?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111767582588677310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111767582588677310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111767582588677310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111767582588677310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/legos.html' title='LEGOS'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111766005103518100</id><published>2005-06-01T16:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T17:07:31.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One day older</title><content type='html'>Bleh.  It's June.  Wow.  How is that.  This school year as gone so fast.  Maybe its because I've finally gotten a life.  I notice just how close college is, and the fact that I'll be an "adult" in 7 months.  Pre-school prepares you for grade school, grade school for middle school, middle school for high school, and high school for college.  then after college they say they've taught you everything you need to know for life.  Yeah right.  I'm supposed to have had read Tale of Two Cities for tommorow.  I haven't read a single page of it yet.  Ouch.  I just got attacked by Rachel, and she informed me upon the neccesity of watching Gilmore girls.  I don't even know where I was going with this.  I'm in a good mood, but I don't feel like what I just wrote reflects that remotely.  Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111766005103518100?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111766005103518100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111766005103518100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111766005103518100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111766005103518100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/06/one-day-older.html' title='One day older'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111759434411787913</id><published>2005-05-31T22:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T22:52:24.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/me01.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/me01.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111759434411787913?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111759434411787913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111759434411787913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111759434411787913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111759434411787913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/me_111759434411787913.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111759433074127026</id><published>2005-05-31T22:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T22:52:10.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/Me4.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/Me4.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111759433074127026?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111759433074127026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111759433074127026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111759433074127026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111759433074127026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/me-and-rachel.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111759431974427782</id><published>2005-05-31T22:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T22:51:59.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_66871.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/IMG_66871.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111759431974427782?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111759431974427782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111759431974427782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111759431974427782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111759431974427782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/me_31.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111759431510264870</id><published>2005-05-31T22:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T22:51:55.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6683.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/IMG_6683.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111759431510264870?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111759431510264870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111759431510264870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111759431510264870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111759431510264870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/me.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111759430639555398</id><published>2005-05-31T22:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T22:51:46.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_66641.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/IMG_66641.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111759430639555398?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111759430639555398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111759430639555398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111759430639555398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111759430639555398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/rachel_111759430639555398.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111759428090100506</id><published>2005-05-31T22:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T22:51:20.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_66211.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/IMG_66211.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111759428090100506?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111759428090100506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111759428090100506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111759428090100506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111759428090100506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/rachel_31.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111759280218986448</id><published>2005-05-31T22:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T22:26:42.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a great place to have sex.</title><content type='html'>I just wrote the worst paper in my life.  I didn't look any of the information up.  The sad thing, the paper was supposed to be 800 words long, and I wrote 1236 words.  And I didn't talk about one of the time periods.  So yeah.  I half assed my way through the entire thing.  I should have tried on it but I didn't want to.  I practically finished it by 7.00.  At that point I called Rachel, and we went to woods/play ground.  Rachel tried to explain what my hair smelled like and it didn't work, then I tried to explain what my shampoo smells like, and that didn't work even more.  We went back to the woodland glade we found on Sunday, which I never really talked about.  We saw a baby deer, and we thought it was dead, but it wasn't.  My mom made brownies.  Yay mom.  Pictures now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111759280218986448?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111759280218986448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111759280218986448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111759280218986448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111759280218986448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/theres-great-place-to-have-sex.html' title='There&apos;s a great place to have sex.'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111748690801175625</id><published>2005-05-30T17:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T17:01:48.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PHOTOS</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I put most of my pictures on my photo site.  Link's in the links section, please comment on which ones you like best, if you could.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111748690801175625?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111748690801175625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111748690801175625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111748690801175625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111748690801175625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/photos.html' title='PHOTOS'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111746785134142162</id><published>2005-05-30T11:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T11:44:11.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wrote a post, but blogger won't publish it.  Pisses me off, I can't even explain what it's doing.  If this one doesn't work, I will be super-pissed, just to warn you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be at an art Program all of July, If anybody cares to get in touch with me, The address is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon Geiger&lt;br /&gt;c/o Snow Farm&lt;br /&gt;5 Clary Road&lt;br /&gt;Williamsburg, MA 01096&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111746785134142162?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111746785134142162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111746785134142162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111746785134142162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111746785134142162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-wrote-post-but-blogger-wont-publish.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111746691635317840</id><published>2005-05-30T11:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T11:44:26.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just got an email from my sister, always nice, because I never expect it.  I found out she's fanatically obsessed with Gilmore girls, and oh wait no, that's about it.  I need to print out the practice test for the SATs.  Rachel came over last night, and we finished watching coffee and cigarettes, but neither of us paid attention, because we were falling asleep.  We also saw Mike Parsons at Starbucks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memorial day parade is right now, which I should be at but I just woke up, after laying in bed, in that half consciousness for an hour, now I need to start cleaning the attic before I can have fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111746691635317840?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111746691635317840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111746691635317840&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111746691635317840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111746691635317840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-just-got-email-from-my-sister-always.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111739697442631305</id><published>2005-05-29T15:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T16:02:54.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bye father benson</title><content type='html'>I almost posted something on Rachel's journal when I noticed I hadn't finished writing this post, I thought I finished, but I relized that I hadn't writen about today.  I woke up at 8.34 so I could go to mass, which was the first time in a very long time.  It was Father Benson's last week i believe and he had a little cookie breakfast thing after, and it was nice I'm going to miss that guy.  Then I came home, and got ready to go to JCPennies.  My mom bought me some new clothes.  Then we came home and I mowed the lawn.  I changed into my new pants and discoverd, they fit really well, so we went back and bought another pair.  we went to pizza joes after that, were I looked for my flash cards for my camera.  Bitchin if i could find it.  I talked to Leah, and sauce some wings kindof.  then i came home and mowed the back lawn.  now, i'm here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111739697442631305?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111739697442631305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111739697442631305&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111739697442631305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111739697442631305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/bye-father-benson.html' title='bye father benson'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111739630986051887</id><published>2005-05-29T15:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T15:51:49.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>money, thrift, taco, sno, thrift, movie, burger, movie, movie?</title><content type='html'>Hoo-Hum, this would be so much better if my internet worked last night.  I'll start from the begin though.  Which was were?  I don't remember where I left off.  Well Saturday morning I woke up around 9-ish, and lazed around in bed listening to halo benders, then I got up and I cleaned the family room abit.  I felt kind of bad, since I wasn't planning on being home all day, so I cleaned.  After that I called Rachel at 11.30 and we set plans for 1.  I showered and dressed, this time listening to Beat Happening.  She picked me up at 1, accompinied by Randi, and Emily.  We went to Pizza Joes were I picked up my pay check.  Then we went to the dollar store.  After a shoe trip there we went to the giant egle, where I cashed my check.  We attempted to rent Donnie Darko, which was a faled attempt.  From there we headed to struthers where we hit the thrift store, success was had by all, and we celebrated with taco bell, and sno-castle.  After our meal, we got on 680 and drove to youngstown, in search of the village thrift store.  we found it, which rachel doubted we would do despite the fact, I told her I knew were to go.  At the village we saw Katie and Liz Dewar.  Oh dear what fun.  We made out like bandits, not actually seeing as how i only found one shirt.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz- (Extending hand) nice to meet you in person, as apposed to stalking you on line&lt;br /&gt;Jon- (I had no possible response in my head, I just laughed.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it could end there but it didn't.  Rachel couldn't go to super-nats, so i stayed with her, baby sitting her siblings.  I felt bad because Leah was free til it was dark, then she had to be home.  Sorry Leah. &lt;br /&gt;We watched Harry Potter, and ate burger king.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched two scenes of coffee and cigarettes, then rachel had to take me home.  I got home and my internet didn't work.  grrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111739630986051887?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111739630986051887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111739630986051887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111739630986051887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111739630986051887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/money-thrift-taco-sno-thrift-movie.html' title='money, thrift, taco, sno, thrift, movie, burger, movie, movie?'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111729087238202800</id><published>2005-05-28T10:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T10:34:32.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>Holy crap, do I want to go back to that place in the fall, I'd work mondays, and Fridays, but Fridays during football season are horrible as i hear.  I think I'll call Tommy, the boss, and tell him I'll come back if he gives me a raise.  If not, what the hell.  What have i to lose, I don't actually want to go back all that much, except the money would be nice.  Plus I don't want to let Diana down, although she did something really shady last night.  She posts the schedules on Friday, so  the first thing people do is look when they work.  Ashley has been reduced to one day a week, because everybody requested not to work with her.  She was pissed, but Diana wasn't there, and she left Leah, asst. Manager, to handle it, Ashley called Diana, but she said, I'm not manager tonight, talk to tommy about it.  So she just left Leah out in the rain, but if its like the rain we had last night, that wouldn't be bad, Leah and I stood in the door way and let it mist on us.  so nice.  And she gave me the title of asst. asst. Manager, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leah-"Ah you're like my asst. asst. manager. &lt;br /&gt;Jon- "Oh jeez, thanks."&lt;br /&gt;Leah-"You're my bitch, Mwuh, that is when she blew me a kiss."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I explained the Erik, the newbie, who DB is on the signs he sees every where.  The woman who makes the dough's name is Susan, but she refers to her self as the Dough Bitch.  D. B. Dough Bitch.  I think its funny.  maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel came to visit me during my break.  Which I think was entirely too long.  I didn't remember when i went off though.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't too fun any other time though.  The people we were working with either sucked, or were new.  Leah and I were stuck in a swarm of new kids.  Ashley was quiting, Stephanie never caught on, Krickett was new, and Erik was new.  I think Erik works the best out of all of them.  I'm impressed with his closing work.  It seems thorough.  Krickett has been just standing around alot lately.  that was agravating.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great quote, but Leah stole it and put it on her blog.  It's the one that's about jumping on Shane.  I've really enjoyed working with Leah lately.  Maybe it'&lt;br /&gt;s because we don't do anything, I can't tell.  But it's been nice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got off work I called Rachel and She came over.  We listen to some Staphen Malkmus, and the Jicks.  She asked me where I got all the stuff that's in my room, and stuff like that.  We talked till 6 til 1 when she noticed she had to be home.  Also we let Jake into my room, which was a mistake, because he's an attention hound, har har, and I found out rachel is allergic to dogs.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that a coffee bag on your wall?&lt;br /&gt;-No, ofcourse not.&lt;br /&gt;Yes it is, Why...do you have a coffee bag on the wall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy day today.  I think, maybe not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111729087238202800?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111729087238202800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111729087238202800&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111729087238202800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111729087238202800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/hello_28.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111716044347533728</id><published>2005-05-26T22:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T22:20:43.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6615.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/IMG_6615.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel at the Poland Track.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111716044347533728?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111716044347533728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111716044347533728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111716044347533728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111716044347533728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/rachel-at-poland-track.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111716041870412393</id><published>2005-05-26T22:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T22:20:18.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6592.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/IMG_6592.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the covered bridge&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111716041870412393?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111716041870412393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111716041870412393&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111716041870412393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111716041870412393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/on-covered-bridge.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111716040164887281</id><published>2005-05-26T22:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T22:20:01.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6582.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/IMG_6582.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our shadows taken with out me touching the camera.  I put it on a time delay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111716040164887281?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111716040164887281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111716040164887281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111716040164887281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111716040164887281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/our-shadows-taken-with-out-me-touching.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111716035488616857</id><published>2005-05-26T22:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T22:19:14.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6572.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/IMG_6572.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our rock by the lake&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111716035488616857?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111716035488616857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111716035488616857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111716035488616857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111716035488616857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/our-rock-by-lake.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111716033571349149</id><published>2005-05-26T22:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T22:18:55.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6553.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/IMG_6553.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The path that lead to someone's spooky dog infested backyard&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111716033571349149?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111716033571349149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111716033571349149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111716033571349149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111716033571349149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/path-that-lead-to-someones-spooky-dog.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111716030152757663</id><published>2005-05-26T22:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T22:18:21.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6539.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/IMG_6539.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dewar having absolutely no respect for those of limited mental capacity.  This is why we both love you, and why you're going to hell.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111716030152757663?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111716030152757663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111716030152757663&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111716030152757663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111716030152757663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/dewar-having-absolutely-no-respect-for.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111715867894954438</id><published>2005-05-26T21:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T21:51:18.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A walk in the park</title><content type='html'>I am a fatty pants.  Oh Yes, I am.  After school Rachel and I went to her house, then my house then union, then her house, then the high school, then her house, then mill creek park, then more mill creek park, then poland stadium bleachers, then our respective homes.  We saw many things along the way, family of ducks, bird watchers destined to meet, frisbeeers, a gay couple not actually, and many other things.  We ate whatever we had on person, and Rachel brought a box of cheez its.  genius, pure and quality genius.  I took pictures, rachel got pictures taken of her.  she didn't like that.  When i got home, i made myself pierogi and kielbasa.  I am fat now.  sketch book, and latin quiz.  oh noes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111715867894954438?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111715867894954438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111715867894954438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111715867894954438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111715867894954438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/walk-in-park.html' title='A walk in the park'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111715830294664270</id><published>2005-05-26T21:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T21:45:02.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire</title><content type='html'>This could possible be my favorite song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~yo la tengo &lt;br /&gt;By the time it gets Dark:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Every Cloud has a silver lining,&lt;br /&gt;Baby every dog really has it's day,&lt;br /&gt;And it matters to me to see you smiling,&lt;br /&gt;Why don't we blow all your cares away,&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's goneand will be forgotten, &lt;br /&gt;And today is where every new day starts &lt;br /&gt;Got to be free like the leaves in Autumn&lt;br /&gt;You may be sad but it never lasts&lt;br /&gt;And maybe, by the evening we'll be laughing,&lt;br /&gt;Just wait and see, all the changes they'll be, by the time it gets dark&lt;br /&gt;We could go walking out in the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Look at all the people out in the street,&lt;br /&gt;Hurrying away to a business luncheon, &lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a taxi for aching feet,&lt;br /&gt;Light up your face, Baby let's get going&lt;br /&gt;Wanna see a change in those weary eyes&lt;br /&gt;We'll have some fun take a boat out rowing,&lt;br /&gt;Why ever should life be so serious, &lt;br /&gt;Maybe, by the evening we'll be laughing,&lt;br /&gt;Just wait and see, all the changes they'll be, by the time it gets dark&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, by the evening we'll be laughing,&lt;br /&gt;Just wait and see, all the changes they'll be, by the time it get's dark&lt;br /&gt;by the time it get's dark, by the time it gets dark, by the time it gets dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel so content and happy.  Calm and contemplative.  If some one looked at me they would think I was sad, but I would just be content, which I like, some times more than feeling elated.  It's so relaxing to just feel content.  That song makes me feel that way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked today, but I don't remember anything before coming home.  Except when Rachel came to visit me on my break, which was the highlight of the night.  When my mom picked me up, she said that Lynn, my pottery teacher called and wanted me to call her back.  She continued on to tell me Coy Cornelius's mattress factory burned to the ground.  For those of you who don't know, which is most, let me explain, the mattress factory is probally on of the three focal points of the art community in Youngstown.  IT BURNED TO THE GROUND.  I was devistated.  I felt so bad.  Coy Cornelius was my father's hair dresser when my dad lived in Youngstown.  Coy is the one who owned the mattress factory, and it is where he had his hair studio.  He has been the nicest peson when ever i've talked to him.  He rented out apartments on the second story, and he provided studio space for artists.  Lynn had her raku firings there.  I was shocked, I almost felt like crying.  There is a benifit at Cedar's this entire weekend to help fundraise.  Art auctions/raffles, and live music.  SORRY&lt; MY KEYBOARD WENT CRAZY SO I"M GOING TO GO&lt; I TRIED TO FIX IT&lt; BUT IT IS NOT WORKING&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111715830294664270?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111715830294664270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111715830294664270&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111715830294664270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111715830294664270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/fire.html' title='Fire'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111714094969469186</id><published>2005-05-26T16:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T16:55:49.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Off to the park with Rachel, I wrote a really long post last night, but my computer crapped out, so it will go up later when I'm home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111714094969469186?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111714094969469186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111714094969469186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111714094969469186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111714094969469186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/off-to-park-with-rachel-i-wrote-really.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111698899269793299</id><published>2005-05-24T22:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T22:43:12.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>girlfromohio</title><content type='html'>Today did not go as planned, therefore, crap man.  I forgot that I had to do the english thing, then i thought, well we don't have much to do.  Well i got home at 10.00 after arriving at Kailey's around RIGHT AFTER SCHOOL.  I didn't even go home.  my day off, I had planned on going to the thrift store with rachel, listening to the new malkmus cd, and maybe a nap, possibly a movie, do my latin, not do my english project.  It wasn't a bad day though.  I just wished i could have done other things, but i need a good grade in english, and i hadn't contributed much yet.  I found a song that really exemplified how i feel when i'm in a good mood.  i had left my ipod on when i left am lit today, and i turned it off half an hour later, so it was just stopped on that song.  I turn on my ipod at kailey's, and i it comes on, and there's enough battery left to play that one song, then it turns off.   It made me so happy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dewar-No....Don't want..Twinkie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need sleep.  I can't stay up anymore.  I never get proper sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111698899269793299?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111698899269793299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111698899269793299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111698899269793299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111698899269793299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/girlfromohio.html' title='girlfromohio'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111690380703354232</id><published>2005-05-23T22:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T23:03:27.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice day</title><content type='html'>Oh dear, my drying machine broke, with a load of wet clothes in the washer.  So I have no dry pants that quite fit me, so please don't make fun of me if my pants are a little short tommorow.  It was a crappy ending to a good day.  I might wear my khakis tommorow which have never seen the halls of pshs.  i might also just go naked, good possiblity of that happening.  NAKED!!..  I listened to yo la tengo on my break, and it made my night, if i hadn't done that it would have brought my day down.  I got really confused after second period, they announced that i won best of show in the art show, and after they say stuff like that they always say be sure to congradulate them if you see them, but i don't think i was fully awake enough at that point to comprehend what either Sweeney, or Hiznay said, so i was caught off gaurd, and then i'd start to talk to somebody, and somebody else would congradulate me, but then i'd lose my train of thought, and get confused, and want to run away.  I was literally in a group of 5 people all trying to get my attention, and i just walked away.  I wish i was prepared better for that.  And then Sam Gett trying to talk to me about Rachel made things even more interesting.  Sorry if i ran away from you this morning, deeply apologetic, and intend to make amends.  I watched music videos with nick caparso today in the art room.  that was kindof wierd, but nice, there are some wierd ass music videos.  I'm listening to an mp3 from stephen malkmus's new album, i've been waiting for this for a month.  I didn't have a ride home from school today, i didn't exactly plan it out very well.  I ended up walking up to Katie Calucci, and Alyssa(?) and i started talking to them saying i'm going to call home for a ride.  Alyssa(?) asks me if i wanted a ride, i said sure, for some reason i feel like i should get to know this girl.  I was much obliged, happy that i didn't have to call hank for a ride.  When i walked up to them though the first thing Katie said was finally, in reference to Rachel, She proceeded to tell me she nows more about me than i do, from rachel.  I feel like i need to get to know katie better too, i also feel like she spells her name differently.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new kid we trained today, wasn't to quick on the uptake.  That should be interesting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. (the beast) Holub won't be here tommorow, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell so much more that is on my mind, but i need sleep, and i need to find clothes to wear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111690380703354232?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111690380703354232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111690380703354232&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111690380703354232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111690380703354232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/nice-day.html' title='Nice day'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111687700168444622</id><published>2005-05-23T15:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T15:36:41.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was okay today.  But that will ahve to wait because i just remembered i have to work in 24 minutes.  by y'all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111687700168444622?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111687700168444622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111687700168444622&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111687700168444622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111687700168444622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/school-was-okay-today.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111681334641162265</id><published>2005-05-22T21:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T21:55:46.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Music of choice makes me float like a balloon</title><content type='html'>Hello all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's everybody's little boy scout.  kind of.  I think I'm going to make some hemp bracelets.  while drinking my coffee, which i justed noticed is not decaf.  oh crap.  you know i don't even care, that can't ruin my mood.  I'm happy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel-"if i had a minivan i'd want it to be yellow."&lt;br /&gt;Jon-"......................okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i'll explain later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111681334641162265?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111681334641162265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111681334641162265&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111681334641162265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111681334641162265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/music-of-choice-makes-me-float-like.html' title='Music of choice makes me float like a balloon'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111676888887874092</id><published>2005-05-22T09:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T09:34:48.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>24601</title><content type='html'>I tried to post some of my landscape pictures, as apposed to my less serious pictures of my friends, but the file sizes are too large, and i would have to convert them from tiff to jpeg files.  that kind of pissed me off.  I might have the patience later, but definitely not now.  I listen to Les Miserables last night, well the first disc rather, i was in the mood for it, but I had to wait till after work.  I stayed up till 2, then woke up at 9.00, and i'm not tired, amazing.  I have a full day ahead of me doing nothing.  but everything at the same time.  I need to shower.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111676888887874092?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111676888887874092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111676888887874092&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111676888887874092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111676888887874092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/24601.html' title='24601'/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111676835781725523</id><published>2005-05-22T09:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T09:25:57.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/Snowbound.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/Snowbound.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poland Woods&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111676835781725523?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111676835781725523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111676835781725523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111676835781725523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111676835781725523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/poland-woods.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111676834440594087</id><published>2005-05-22T09:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T09:25:44.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/chair.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/chair.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chair at the Mattress Factory in Pittsburgh&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111676834440594087?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111676834440594087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111676834440594087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111676834440594087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111676834440594087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/chair-at-mattress-factory-in.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111676832381469230</id><published>2005-05-22T09:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T09:25:23.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/the%20Wall.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/the%20Wall.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wall at the Mattress Factory in Pittsburgh&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111676832381469230?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111676832381469230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111676832381469230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111676832381469230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111676832381469230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/wall-at-mattress-factory-in-pittsburgh.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10862267.post-111676822488007324</id><published>2005-05-22T09:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T09:23:44.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/Wind%20Power.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/320/Wind%20Power.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Windmills in PA&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10862267-111676822488007324?l=altgeiger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/feeds/111676822488007324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10862267&amp;postID=111676822488007324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111676822488007324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10862267/posts/default/111676822488007324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://altgeiger.blogspot.com/2005/05/windmills-in-pa.html' title=''/><author><name>geiger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03220940252277423136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/242/3858/640/IMG_6687.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
