<?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-6651229</id><updated>2011-08-31T08:36:04.669-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Glaring Misprint in Reality</title><subtitle type='html'>A so-rarely-its-practically-never updated view into the life and times of me, Captain Winthrop Tanglebeard.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-116762674431248818</id><published>2006-12-31T23:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T23:45:44.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Half Hour of 2006</title><content type='html'>Well, it's 11:30 pm on December 31, 2006. The last moments of the year. And what a year it's been!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really, but this blog kind of sucks without the fake enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in true, television fashion, let's do the year in review:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year began with the beginning of a relationship. A relationship with alcohol. Also, with Cynthia. She's wonderful. She makes me do a little dance behind closed doors. It's very much one of those reason-to-get-out-of-bed things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a few months of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In May, my birthday came and went. I don't remember a thing, to be honest. My brother's idea of making sure I always have a drink in my hand blew up in my face. And also into a toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month later I helped Cynthia move to her grandmother's house, and hurt my back. That lasted a week or two, then I was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few more months go by and now we're here, December 31st, 11:38 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a rollercoaster ride of a year. Man! How do I find the time to write to you, my loyal readers? I &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;make&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the time. Because that's what you mean to me. I love you all, especailly Sven. But seriously, you need to stop sending the love letters. I don't know what a "hårig rygg" is, but I've contacted the proper authorities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's enough of that. I'm going to go get drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choz is bringing the new year in with booze and women. Er... woman. *cough cough*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-116762674431248818?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/116762674431248818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=116762674431248818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/116762674431248818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/116762674431248818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-half-hour-of-2006.html' title='The Last Half Hour of 2006'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-116191481767636979</id><published>2006-10-26T21:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T22:06:57.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I heard there's going to be a sequel to Braveheart</title><content type='html'>So it is October 26th and I figured I should start writing more often. Once again, I'll try to do this like once a week or something. But I'll inevitably get sidetracked by a new movie or game, or something shiny by the side of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was fairly uneventful, although I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; going to an evening of murder tomorrow. Should be fun, as long as it doesn't turn into one of those teen slasher movies, where somebody actually IS killing us all off, and then you find out it was some obscure character you saw in the background that one time during the introduction. Like the mailman or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's secretly in love with the host, and if he can't have her NOBODY CAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I add some indentation, a little dialogue and a sex scene or two, I've got myself a guaranteed blockbuster right there.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But I digress (from not a whole lot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get serious for a moment. I want everyone to know something, and it may seem a bit weird to say, but I figure, the internet is for expressing oneself, and, being oneself myself, I'll do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want people to know that, despite the fact that I don't get to see my friends very often anymore, that I don't have time to hang out every weekend, I think about them all very often. I wish I had more hours in the day to see you all, but I don't. I'm trying to get my life back in order and that's taking a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;lot&lt;/span&gt; longer than anticipated, so I just want to thank you all for being patient with me and know that one day I'll have more than a few bucks in my pocket and more time and we can all go out for dinner and a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd list you, but you know who you are. Some of you have links on the right there. Some of you don't. Doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just keep that patience up, alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go relax now. Thanks for listening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now get back to work, you ingrates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Choz pops like he weasel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-116191481767636979?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/116191481767636979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=116191481767636979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/116191481767636979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/116191481767636979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-heard-theres-going-to-be-sequel-to_26.html' title='I heard there&apos;s going to be a sequel to Braveheart'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-116191480882300062</id><published>2006-10-26T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T22:06:48.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I heard there's going to be a sequel to Braveheart</title><content type='html'>So it is October 26th and I figured I should start writing more often. Once again, I'll try to do this like once a week or something. But I'll inevitably get sidetracked by a new movie or game, or something shiny by the side of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was fairly uneventful, although I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; going to an evening of murder tomorrow. Should be fun, as long as it doesn't turn into one of those teen slasher movies, where somebody actually IS killing us all off, and then you find out it was some obscure character you saw in the background that one time during the introduction. Like the mailman or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's secretly in love with the host, and if he can't have her NOBODY CAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I add some indentation, a little dialogue and a sex scene or two, I've got myself a guaranteed blockbuster right there.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But I digress (from not a whole lot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get serious for a moment. I want everyone to know something, and it may seem a bit weird to say, but I figure, the internet is for expressing oneself, and, being oneself myself, I'll do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want people to know that, despite the fact that I don't get to see my friends very often anymore, that I don't have time to hang out every weekend, I think about them all very often. I wish I had more hours in the day to see you all, but I don't. I'm trying to get my life back in order and that's taking a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;lot&lt;/span&gt; longer than anticipated, so I just want to thank you all for being patient with me and know that one day I'll have more than a few bucks in my pocket and more time and we can all go out for dinner and a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd list you, but you know who you are. Some of you have links on the right there. Some of you don't. Doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just keep that patience up, alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go relax now. Thanks for listening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now get back to work, you ingrates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Choz pops like he weasel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-116191480882300062?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/116191480882300062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=116191480882300062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/116191480882300062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/116191480882300062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-heard-theres-going-to-be-sequel-to.html' title='I heard there&apos;s going to be a sequel to Braveheart'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-116114984088012960</id><published>2006-10-18T01:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T01:39:26.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If I was pregnant, I'd be giving birth today</title><content type='html'>Yes, that's right, ladies and gentleman. Yes. Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, or yesterday, actually, is/was my 9 month "anniversary" to my loverly girlfriend, Cynthia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt writing today would be a good idea, one because I don't write a lot, but two, and most importantly, I want people to know. I want people to know that I love her very much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my rooftop, and I am yelling the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, there is no other news, except that I want you all to check out HER blog, on the right there, because she's awesome and if you don't have the pleasure of knowing her, maybe that'll help you. Also, I want people to see that she's a great writer and to tell her so. She doesn't believe me, so get to the commentation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do it for The Choz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, that's all, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Choz is... ah, whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-116114984088012960?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/116114984088012960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=116114984088012960' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/116114984088012960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/116114984088012960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2006/10/if-i-was-pregnant-id-be-giving-birth.html' title='If I was pregnant, I&apos;d be giving birth today'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-116046843544876891</id><published>2006-10-10T04:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T04:20:35.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Titles Galore!</title><content type='html'>So I enabled titles. I dunno if they're gonna work or not. Last time I tried them, they whacked everything on my page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've fond a new, easier way of keeping an online album of my photography and stuff. I've changed the URL on the right there, if you care to check 'er out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's 4:15 in the morning. I need sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/My eyes! The Chozzles do nothing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-116046843544876891?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/116046843544876891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=116046843544876891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/116046843544876891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/116046843544876891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2006/10/titles-galore.html' title='Titles Galore!'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-116045625637733476</id><published>2006-10-10T00:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T00:57:36.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eight months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight months, and you all thought I was dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn't even call to see if I was okay! You just made the assumption and moved on. You're so... ugh, I can't even look at you right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, see how I turned that from me being lazy to you being a jerk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... eight months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big eight... uh... well, I was gonna say eight-zero, but that's not right at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big zero-eight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has been going on in the passed (past?) eight months? Well, in a nutshell:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quit my shitty phone job again, lounged for about two months, worked as a short order cook in a kitchen, was told I had a really swell, great paying job, quit the restaurant, got screwed for the swell, great paying job, hung around for another month, and got a job at Toys R Us, where I am currently employed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, the biggest and most importantest of all, I am still, yes &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt;, in a committed, loving relationship with a girl I never thought I'd find. But I did. And she makes me do little dances when nobody's looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's a pretty good measure of how much you love and care about a person. The kind of strange little dances you do when you're alone and thinking about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I measure things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I make a cake, everything is measured in "tires". You take a tire, no rim, and fill the hollow part with the ingredient. That's "one tire".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cakes always turn out to be the size of a small condo. I dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The local homeless people love it. It's like Christmas. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Cake Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's enough blathering for me. I need to go... uh.. stop blogging now. I'm kind of annoyed that you're still here actually. You're like one of those guests who won't leave after dinner, but you want to go to bed, but you can't, because this guy is just fucking sitting there &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;watching TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A'ight. That's it fo' me, dudes. I'm out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Choz floats like a butterfly, but stings like a scrape after falling off your bike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-116045625637733476?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/116045625637733476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=116045625637733476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/116045625637733476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/116045625637733476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2006/10/eight-months-eight-months-and-you-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-113902118470101710</id><published>2006-02-03T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T21:46:24.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, here's a quicky from the great beyond!!! Not really, but it's through email, so hopefully this will work.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;On to the post!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;So it turns out somebody at my work started a blog and stumbled onto mine, so a big hello to Andre! Say hello, class.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;SAY IT!!!!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;His blog is at &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://relayheaven.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://relayheaven.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; and it's always a pleasure to read anything he writes. He's eloquent liek Steinbeck. Yeah, THE Billy-Joe Steinbeck of the Ohio Farmer's Report. I don't think I can lay more praise at your feet, Andre.  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Anyways, now that that is out of the way, I'd just like to make the official announcement that I am now in a committed relationship. Sorry, Helga. You need to move on. Seriously. The gifts are freaking me out.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;But all joking aside, it's been like, the best 2 1/2 weeks that I can remember. She's a doll, she is. :)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;You'll all meet her eventually. Who knows? Maybe I'll have her make a post so you can meet her first hand. &lt;em&gt;Through the internet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;It's a crazy technology.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyways, I need to get back to what I was doing. I just felt a need for some updating.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;/Choz likes spare ribs.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-113902118470101710?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/113902118470101710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=113902118470101710' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/113902118470101710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/113902118470101710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2006/02/well-heres-quicky-from-great-beyond_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-113738041342477814</id><published>2006-01-15T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T22:15:40.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/243/9450/640/UpOrDown.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/243/9450/400/UpOrDown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Up? Or down? Who knows? Not me. This was taken a long time ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So here's a new post for all my friends. This is more or less a test of my ability to upload images to my blog. I'm just testing out the waters, so to speak. I have my own URL now, &lt;a href="http://www.welovethebomb.com"&gt;www.welovethebomb.com&lt;/a&gt;, but I have not gotten any blogging software together up there. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; get it done though, so all this is kind of futile, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are moving and shaking these days. My employers have officially pissed me off for the last time. I'm out of there as soon as my (now infamous) car is running. I'll take a job at a Blockbuster or something if I have to. This is how much I hate my workplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it weren't for all the friends I've made there, I'd have fire bombed that place a long time ago. Metaphorically, of course. I don't need somebody I know calling the cops on me for plotting to wipe out a city block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The personal life may be picking up again, after a too-long hiatus ("hiatus" is a good word, and no, I won't tell you how long it's been) I've met a wonderful young lady whom I am presently courting. Haha, I've never said I was "courting" anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get beat up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos, that's about it. Work sucks, girl's cute and interesting and fun and lots of other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I'm like 90% sure school is on my very near horizon. Yay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Choz out. Like a boy in the village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-113738041342477814?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/113738041342477814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=113738041342477814' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/113738041342477814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/113738041342477814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2006/01/up-or-down-who-knows-not-me_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-113481272153186986</id><published>2005-12-17T04:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T04:45:21.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, it's 4:36 on a Friday night and I spent it doing nothing. Those of you in Montreal will know it was a helluva day for snow today. I didn't go to work. Fucking buses, man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to go to work I can't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, things have been moving slowly at the new ranch (ie website, I just wish I had a ranch) but they'll pick up once I get off my ass. I figure I can keep posting here until something comes of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I'd jot down some thoughts since I'm wide awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've recently realized that life is really quite strange. Not messed up the way I normally think it is, just strange. It has a strange way of telling you things. And even then, it says it in a language that resembles a French person speaking Polynesian with a thick Italian accent. Also, this French person is from Mars, and can't really speak any of these languages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been getting a lot of messages from life in general these days and I spend my waking moments deciphering things I deem small clues, while probably missing planes flying overhead with message banners for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing is certain, I am pretty content right now. I mean, things can always be better, but these days I'm thinking "Ehn, this is nice." Good friends, good family, good drink, good food... I can't ask for much more, really. Except money. Send me money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I digress (often)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just to say that despite how you think life is going, it's probably not, whether that be for the better or worse, I don't know. Learn to look at what you've got, not what you wish you had. You might realize you've got more than you thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How prolific. Or something. I don't know what prolific means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, well, that's my babbling for this evening. I aplogize to you, my friend, if this made no sense whatsoever. It's 4:44 now, and I've got my guitar on my lap and a page full of handwritten nonsense in front of me. What can I say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-113481272153186986?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/113481272153186986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=113481272153186986' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/113481272153186986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/113481272153186986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/12/well-its-436-on-friday-night-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-113038411617534315</id><published>2005-10-26T23:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T23:35:16.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is yet another test to see if I fucked up my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon enough, this will become an archive of sorts, as I've registered a domain name and plan on turning that into my permablog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New and improved blog, here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More news as we get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-113038411617534315?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/113038411617534315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=113038411617534315' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/113038411617534315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/113038411617534315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-is-yet-another-test-to-see-if-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-113013620448888130</id><published>2005-10-24T02:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T02:43:24.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, a good update today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you back, my friends. Back to a time of innocence. A time of homework and firecrackers after dark in the playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During these glorious times, my family and I, we had some neighbours.  These neighbours moved in after us, and soon became close friends and our families enjoyed many a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day, tragedy struck. The father of said family, to be further known as Erik, got transferred to the US for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried our best to keep in touch, but as these things go, we drifted apart and lost contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The subject of tracking down our old friends came up many a time over the 7 or so years since contact was lost, but any and all attempts proved fruitless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard times begun. Our old friends were nowhere to be found. The infamous and tragic 9/11 came and went and we had no word. My mother feared something had potentially happened. I thought nothing of it, because as most of you know, Tennessee and New York, well, they aren't very close to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother can be a stubborn woman, God love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a few weeks ago, my sister and her friends were being silly and the subject of our old friends came up. I declared by the end of the evening that I would track them  down. 10 minutes later, with the help of my &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt; good friend, Google, I had found Erik's email address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much debate my father emailed him, and by God, it WAS him. Contact had been re-established! Good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we now have been exchanging emails with them and I feel pretty good about all of it. My mother (and all of us) loved them very much and we (especially my mother) were heartbroken when contact was lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a major milestone in our lives has been hit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-113013620448888130?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/113013620448888130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=113013620448888130' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/113013620448888130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/113013620448888130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/10/well-good-update-today-let-me-take-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-113000556452962550</id><published>2005-10-22T14:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T14:28:18.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is my once-again testing of blogging by email. This might make life a bit easier, as I'll be able to blog from anywhere. Even though I doubt it will work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EDIT: It worked!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-113000556452962550?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/113000556452962550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=113000556452962550' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/113000556452962550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/113000556452962550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-is-my-once-again-testing-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-112987026333309632</id><published>2005-10-21T00:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T00:51:32.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, an update for our good friends at Shop-N-Glo; "The place where radioactive mutation is our gift to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, back to your regularly scheduled program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what's been going down in my life and times. Not a whole lot, like usual, but what do you expect from somebody who spends every waking moment at work? Cut me some slack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from work, I've been doing some recording. Finally got a mini-pseudo home studio going on, so I'm dropping tracks like... um... MC Hammer? Look, that's beside the point. The point being that I've finally got a way of getting some of my riffs recorded, so who knows? Maybe one day I'll have a really mediocre album to sell to all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And other than recording, I've been slowly falling for a girl whom I don't know will reciprocate. Did I spell that right? Whatever. Story of my life, huh? Every few months we've got a post like his, so what makes this one different? I don't know, but she is. Different in the best possible way. Like when you first tried white chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you all updated as information is available. I'm just not sure what I'm feeling these days. Or, well, that's not true. For the first time in a long while, I'm &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sure&lt;/span&gt; of how I feel, but like always, not sure how she does. There are extenuating circumstances though, so it's made life a bit more difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm constantly a victim of circumstance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's that. My updated life. Do a little prayer for me that this one works out, because I've got a good feeling about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Choz is feeling fuzzy inside. Right below the diaphragm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-112987026333309632?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/112987026333309632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=112987026333309632' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/112987026333309632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/112987026333309632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/10/alright-update-for-our-good-friends-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-112805511296700822</id><published>2005-09-30T00:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T00:39:19.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 month 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that might be a personal best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um... lemme see here, not a whole lot going on these days. Working better shifts now. Only a few more crappy shifts, so life might be able to get a little more organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or not. What do I know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also some things are a-brewin' in life, but I'm not talking about it yet. The whole jinxing it thing. You understand, right? UNDERSTAND IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note; Clone High, one of the single greatest cartoons ever to be pulled out of the insane skull of some brilliant maniac, is now on DVD. I urge you all to go check it out. And by urge, I mean demand. I'm holding your families hostage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, 22. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I said so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, well, aside from all that, finances are getting a bit organized, slowly but surely. I'll be getting my home studio up and running in no time! Whoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll all be bombarded with my screeching into a microphone. I ARE MUSICIAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm fucking tired, as you can tell. Gnight y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Choz is dead. Send him money as a gift.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-112805511296700822?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/112805511296700822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=112805511296700822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/112805511296700822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/112805511296700822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/09/1-month-2-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-112516513102428923</id><published>2005-08-27T13:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T13:52:11.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Almost 3 weeks without a post, you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today's your lucky day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick one before I'm off to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved back into my parents' basement a few days ago so I can get my finances back in order. It's nice. Having he whole basement after being stuck in that tiny room for a few years is craziness. I have room to &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;walk&lt;/span&gt;. Whoda thunk it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all I've got in the "new stuff" department, so I'll leave you with this here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Choz runs off to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-112516513102428923?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/112516513102428923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=112516513102428923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/112516513102428923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/112516513102428923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/08/almost-3-weeks-without-post-you-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-112363610192213507</id><published>2005-08-09T21:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T21:12:09.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/Dexx.jpg" alt="Dexx"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace, old friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-112363610192213507?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/112363610192213507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=112363610192213507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/112363610192213507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/112363610192213507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/08/rest-in-peace-old-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-112301445479482003</id><published>2005-08-02T15:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T16:34:43.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, one and all. This is a post for 2 reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - It's about time I do one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - I am here to tell you about a website. I was definitely not asked to plug it. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt; not. It is of my own accord. I'm not sure why though, as the 3 of you that read this don't listen to me anyway. If you did, you'd all have those life-size-Jay-tattoos on your backs now. Ingrates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, let's do this in order. First of all, speaking of life-sized tattoos, I got one. Well, a tattoo anyway. I don't really like anything life-sized, especially people, so I'm not doing that. It's just a tribal-type thingamajigger on my shoulder. Maybe one day you'll get a chance to see it. If I'm feeling naughty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go out and check out &lt;a href="http://www.boolistic.com/"&gt;Boolistic&lt;/a&gt;. A friend of mine runs the thing at work, and it's a dandy little whatsajigger. And if I say it's dandy, you damn well better believe it's spectacular. Like a flock of Eagles, flying into the sunset, carrying coconuts to distant lands who know not of these strange and delicious nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I said "delicious nuts" and I'm sticking to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus points to anybody who catches my (extremely) vague reference to a great and hilarious movie. Except Fig, who will catch it even if there aren't points involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All joking aside though, it is a pretty neat little search engine. Now all they need to do is put a way to search for stuff on eBay on there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm... alright, well, that's about it. The new job is wearing me down quickly. The whole 5am thing, while nice to be done my day at 3pm, is destroying me. No, wait, it's obliterating me. That's a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;WAY&lt;/span&gt; cooler word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Choz must go to bed sleep time goodnight now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-112301445479482003?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/112301445479482003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=112301445479482003' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/112301445479482003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/112301445479482003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/08/hello-one-and-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-112113484093834123</id><published>2005-07-11T22:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T22:22:33.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, an update! Whoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it comes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you catch it? If not, let me recap the epic post that reduces the very greatest of men to mere husks of their former selves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, well, enough of that ridiculousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first; the mohawk is gone already. I had it for a few weeks, and it was so much maintenance, I just gave up. Maybe one day, when I'm feeling saucy, I'll redo it. As for now, my head is shaved. And it's the best ever. Except for the whole sun thing. My scalp has no direct-sun experience, so it's suffering a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um... I got a new job. I just had my first day today, so I'll let you all know in a few months how it's going. (In my next post, obviously.) I've gone from a boring call centre job where if it weren't for my (former) co-workers, I'd probably have hung myself, to a nice factory job, where I'm moving around and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;actually physically working&lt;/span&gt;. I gotta say, my day FLEW by. But I'm exhausted. I'm up at 5am every morning from now on, but I'm done my day at 3pm, so that's pretty sweet. Hell, I did an hour of overtime and I still left earlier than most people. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take that Space Coyote!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, the car is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; not in my possession, but it looks like Wednesday (July 13th) is the day I'm getting it. I've been saying it for weeks, and it keeps getting pushed back, so I'm not getting my hopes up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, anything else...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I went to see "Up and Down" with a good friend of mine. It's a Czech movie, and it's quite good. Although the subtitles made me miss a few visual moments. Dammit! Oh well, I'd recommend it to anybody who's not afraid of subtitles. I know some of you are, but it's okay, you're not stupid or anything. *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, look at that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumping around from subject to subject, keeping them a paragraph or under is fun. It's my Blog, and I'll write however I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like robots. If you ever want to buy me a present, &lt;a href="http://www.tintoyrobot.com/radicon.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; would be the one to get. Look at him! He has lightning bolt radar! And some type of Arkanoid/Pong thing on his chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, that guy is so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, this is just getting ridiculous in length. I said it was a recap, not a retelling. Jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Choz has lightning-radar stealth technology.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-112113484093834123?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/112113484093834123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=112113484093834123' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/112113484093834123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/112113484093834123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/07/alright-update-whoo-here-it-comes-did.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-111713569703865358</id><published>2005-05-26T15:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T16:14:52.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, well, it's been a long time here. I apologize to our reader for the delay; sorry about that, Steve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately not much has been happening, so that's the reason for the delay. I guess I can come out and talk about my last post, since some people know, some don't and the rest are furrowing their brows at the carpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just a carpet, guys. Move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos, on to the updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big news? Well, I'm planning on going back to school. Not such big news right? People do it all the time, but here's the catch; I'm going to school... ON THE MOON!!! Well, not really, but I may as well be, as the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; plan is to go to Europe. Get off this mountainous landscape we call North America. I don't even know what the last 6 words in that sentence really means, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Europe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bit of the Olde Worlde. (Adding an "e" to the end makes it olde skool. Also spelling things wrong.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first, there will be at least 2 or 3 years of getting my finances in order so I can travel unhindered by the overpowering daemon of debt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's my segue into my next piece of information;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very close to buying my first car. Scary and awesome all at once. It will cut my traveling time to work from 1 1/2 hours down to about 20 minutes. It will also allow me to actually do things, without having to rely on my friends for a ride, or borrowing my parents' car. One more step to complete independence (known in some circles as "responsibility".)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lemme see. Not much has been going on. As mentioned &lt;a href="http://hiddennook.blogspot.com/2005/05/blogger-delights_21.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; it was my birthday about a week ago, give or take a few days. I'd like to thank &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/3679076"&gt;Hidden Nook&lt;/a&gt; for mentioning it. I have no idea who or what you are, but I'm picturing a hairy mole like creature, 8 feet tall and decorated head to toe in tribal tattoos and piercings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, hold on, I need to take my pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and &lt;a href="http://www.melissa.penguincrossing.com/blog"&gt;Mel&lt;/a&gt;'s living in Montreal now! Everybody give her a hug and money, because she can't work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She dances if you hold out long enough. I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Big update. Whaddya know? Lots of linkies, lots of hidden DVD-like easter eggs, lots of suspense and mystery. Maybe my best post yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that one about the farting zombie. Man, how did he DO that with no body functions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EDIT: I forgot to mention, I got a mohawk. I'll be updating my profile picture thingy as soon as an appropriate picture, one not involving my ass, becomes available.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EDIT (take 2): Picture updated.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Choz is up, up, and awaaaaaaay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-111713569703865358?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/111713569703865358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=111713569703865358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/111713569703865358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/111713569703865358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/05/alright-well-its-been-long-time-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-111220624388228874</id><published>2005-03-30T12:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T13:10:43.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A slow realization creeped upon me today, while laying in bed relaxating. I'm not going to get into it with anybody just yet, as I'm not sure wha it entirely entails, but it does involve a drastic change in career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say it's something I always wanted to do, but never really thought about actually attempting to do it. (Kind of like "Astronaut" for most people.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, more updates eventually. No, you can't ask me personally about it, this is something I want to figure out on my own here. Or maybe I'll talk to one person, it'll be like Russian Roulette. Who gets to know? WHO KNOWS???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to other news, I'm still feeling a bit shitty, but I got to spend an evening with one of my favourite people in the whole world yesterday, and it definitely brought my spirits up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Choz out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-111220624388228874?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/111220624388228874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=111220624388228874' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/111220624388228874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/111220624388228874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/03/slow-realization-creeped-upon-me-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-111198297620407520</id><published>2005-03-27T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T23:09:36.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't even know what to think anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where I stand with anything anymore. I feel like an outsider wherever I go, and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself constantly asking myself if I actually have any friends, or is my life just a big practical joke? Do people just snicker about me when I leave the room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not entirely true, actually. There are a few people I know are my friends, but very few. These are the people I see the least, unfortunately. Conflicting schedules and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm losing my grip on reality these days. I'm stressed out to the point that I've had a tension headache for 3 days. I can't even sleep, my head pounds so hard. I need to take painkillers just to get some rest so I can be "productive" at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melodramatic? Probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually happening? Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to reorganize. Get out of the city. I need to change things. A new job. A new city, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just one thing I need to do to get the ball rolling, and it's proving more difficult than I'd like it to be. I need to speak to somebody and it's just not happening, on my side for one, because I'm a big shit, and because our schedules don't line up very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is my biggest problem it would seem. Not really a lack thereof, just that it never lines up properly with what I need to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody say "fuck" for me, in a nice annoyed tone. Scream it if you have to. Get it out. You know you want to. Everybody else is doing it, so why can't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/choz needs an Advil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-111198297620407520?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/111198297620407520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=111198297620407520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/111198297620407520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/111198297620407520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-dont-even-know-what-to-think-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-111137428271232382</id><published>2005-03-20T22:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T22:04:42.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So close, yet so very far! Why does the Universe do this to me constantly? *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, not giving up. Not yet. I can't. Not this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Choz is bummed and going to do something else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-111137428271232382?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/111137428271232382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=111137428271232382' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/111137428271232382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/111137428271232382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/03/so-close-yet-so-very-far-why-does.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-111121475530145069</id><published>2005-03-19T01:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T01:45:55.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh, on a more serious note, I'd like to extend my congratulattions to Melly on her acceptance to the local palace of edumacation, Concordia University. Congrats to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinks all around! Send the bill to Fig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I guess I can do a real update, here. Lemme see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, well, things on all fronts are pretty decent. I will be finding out soon about certain things that will change other things a pretty substantial amount. Those who know, understand, those who don't, well, too bad. If it works out, I'm sure you'll find out. If not, I'm sure you will anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I wish I could get paid for being vague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hrm, what else? Oh Fig and Melly are looking at apartments (mentioned in Fig's blog recently. READ IT.) and that's kind of mind-blowing. I'd just assumed Fig was gonna live at his parent's place forever. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been reading the Hitch Hiker's Guide trilogy (in 5 parts), and I must say, I can't believe it's taken me this long to read them. They're bloody brilliant. The amount of everyday references seen like, everywhere, is humbling. I thought I was in the loop before, but honestly, I had no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can now say that the Hitch Hicker's Guide movie is my most anticipated movie of the year, even moreso than Star Wars Episode 3 (which has the potential to redeem the prequels, but won't. I've learned my lesson of getting my hopes up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I recently saw the remake of Dawn of the Dead finally. Pretty intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I watched Shaun of the Dead again tonight. I'll repeat from my post when I first saw it; you need to see it if you haven't. And if you have, see it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/choz needs to start saying "bollocks" more often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-111121475530145069?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/111121475530145069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=111121475530145069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/111121475530145069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/111121475530145069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/03/oh-on-more-serious-note-id-like-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-111121214183556584</id><published>2005-03-19T00:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T01:13:19.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wellity wellity well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position:relative; border:1px #320 solid; background-color:#c9b390; padding:0 10px; width:400px; text-align:center; font-family:serif; left:50%; margin:25px 0 25px -200px; color:#320;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    My pirate name is:&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style="font-size:32px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Iron Sam Kidd&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.fidius.org/quiz/pirate/flag.gif" style="top:5px; position:relative; display:block; width:100px; background-color:#320;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style="left:110px; top:-60px; width:290px; position:relative; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    A pirate's life isn't easy; it takes a tough person. That's okay with you, though, since you a tough person. Even though you're not always the traditional swaggering gallant, your steadiness and planning make you a fine, reliable pirate.    Arr!&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.fidius.org/quiz/pirate/" style="position:absolute; width:100%; left:0px; bottom:20px; color:#f8eecc;"&gt;Get your own pirate name from fidius.org.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quiz is obviously a farce, as I'm Captain Winthrop Tanglebeard of the Sea Donkey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd also like to think of myself as more of a swaggering gallant than most. I'm like frigging Zaphod Beeblebrox, I'm so swaggeringly gallant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;YAAAAR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-111121214183556584?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/111121214183556584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=111121214183556584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/111121214183556584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/111121214183556584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/03/wellity-wellity-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-111077122163092705</id><published>2005-03-13T22:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T22:33:53.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been trying to get remote blogging to work on here and I can't. Why does the internet hate me so? Godamn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/choz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-111077122163092705?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/111077122163092705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=111077122163092705' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/111077122163092705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/111077122163092705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/03/ive-been-trying-to-get-remote-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-111034313148156739</id><published>2005-03-08T23:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T23:38:51.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've come to a new conclusion; I'm just not gonna bother anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bothering lead to hopes, and hopes lead to being crushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Choz isn't even in today, so he can't be out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-111034313148156739?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/111034313148156739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=111034313148156739' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/111034313148156739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/111034313148156739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/03/ive-come-to-new-conclusion-im-just-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-110990837869513398</id><published>2005-03-03T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T22:52:58.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, the concert was quite dandy. Kind of shocking. I still dunno what "jet rock" is, but they were like greaser surfer punk rock. It was pretty damn cool. And I couldn't have had more awesome company to enjoy the show with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of regret not buying a t-shirt though. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's all, pretty much. I'm learning to play slide blues on my acoustic. For those interested; it's all in the tuning, it would seem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Choz likes to rock out with his rooster out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-110990837869513398?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/110990837869513398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=110990837869513398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/110990837869513398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/110990837869513398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/03/well-concert-was-quite-dandy.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-110921560722688077</id><published>2005-02-23T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T22:26:47.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a quicky here;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a - As to Mel's question in the last comments, it's a software, Reason, but I was just asking in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - I saw The Woodsman last night with Kevin Bacon. Pretty good flick, pretty decent drama. All in all, a 7/10. Normally it would be a 6, but I'm giving them an extra point for choosing some racy ("racey"?) subject matter, which I always appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;? - Going to a Japanese "Jet Rock" concert next week. I have no clue what that is, or if it's going to be terrible, but I'll be in good company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, nada. Oh yeah, I'm so incredibly tired that I feel like a corpse. Literally. I think I'm rotting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, I leave you, like dust in the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Choz will not sing for you Sam I am, I do not like green eggs and ham.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-110921560722688077?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/110921560722688077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=110921560722688077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/110921560722688077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/110921560722688077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/02/just-quicky-here-as-to-mels-question.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-110877785805977198</id><published>2005-02-18T20:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T20:51:50.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've come to a decision today, that I will do my best to uphold, although who knows? I've decided stop pursuing the woman (women whatever) that I'm interested in, beyond making my intentions vaguely known. Never works anyway, so I'm just skipping that middle step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, things are peachy. I've always thought of myself as fairly musically inclined, but it's proving to be more difficult these days. Maybe I just don't understand the fundamentals as well as I'd thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you (either of you more like it) has any suggestions, the comments section is always there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than THAT, not much is going on. Lots of work, not enough... not-work. I'll be doing a week of graveyard shift in a week or so, so that ought to be a BLAST! (re: a terrible experience)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, piddle pattle wattle wittle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Choz escapes before you know what's going on. Like a NINJA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-110877785805977198?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/110877785805977198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=110877785805977198' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/110877785805977198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/110877785805977198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/02/ive-come-to-decision-today-that-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-110813420371201372</id><published>2005-02-11T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T10:08:39.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, it's 10:00 am on a Friday, and I've been up for 2 hours and I'm miserable because I rushed to get up and get ready for work, and then realized I started later than usual today, so I could've slept like 2 extra hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Godamn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Josh was kind enough to drop a flashlight on his own face, purely to lighten up my day, so how about a nice round of applause for him for his kind deeds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, like always, more and more personal projects are piling up, but I guess that's okay. Right now I'm learning music composition with a little program called Reason. It is both awesome and so incredibly overwhelming all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Choz says "wurd up".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-110813420371201372?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/110813420371201372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=110813420371201372' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/110813420371201372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/110813420371201372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/02/well-its-1000-am-on-friday-and-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-110619723865918559</id><published>2005-01-19T23:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T00:00:38.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, 2 little things;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- I recommend everybody check out Green Day's American Idiot album. It's like a punk rock opera, and is brilliant. I think it gets my vote for best album of 2004. I'd say that's pretty big praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megadeth's The System Has Failed comes in a (very) close 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- A new personal project is in the works. I was supposed to do some work on it tonight, but 12:00 am crept up on me really fast, so it'll have to wait I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for this little update. I'll update when I have updates on newer updates about this new project. Hopefully the updates won't disappoint your hope for the update. Update update update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. Lots of updates in this one post. Nonsensical, but fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Choz is off to sleep about Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-110619723865918559?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/110619723865918559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=110619723865918559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/110619723865918559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/110619723865918559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/01/well-2-little-things-1-i-recommend.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-110585708942868751</id><published>2005-01-16T01:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T01:31:29.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, last night was an evening of drinking and debauchery. It was really fun, and even though my friends ditched me, my awesome coworkers, whom I have no trouble calling my friends, took up the challenge and joined me for the evening at McKibbins. Then my brother and his friend showed up, and the night was complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try to make it a regular thing, going out with these people. I had a blast, and even though a lot of money was spent, I just don't care that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that (around 4 am) I ended up crashing at my brother's place on his couch in his freezing apartment, I woke up at 10 and have been up ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at Paul's place (link under "links" over there) now, and he's having a little LAN party, and it's 1:30am, and I haven't been home in a day and half, and I'm exhausted, but having a good time here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a little down, like usual, but it's become par for the course at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Choz out to play some games&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-110585708942868751?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/110585708942868751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=110585708942868751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/110585708942868751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/110585708942868751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/01/well-last-night-was-evening-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-110550952522468366</id><published>2005-01-12T01:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T00:58:45.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I need psychological evaluation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days are all over the place. One day I'm a-okay with the world, and the next I'm quite the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe this is just how you're supposed to cope with these things. What do I know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get out of this city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Choz is going for some much needed sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-110550952522468366?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/110550952522468366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=110550952522468366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/110550952522468366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/110550952522468366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-think-i-need-psychological.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-110532334577998470</id><published>2005-01-09T21:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T21:15:45.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I slept well last night. The resolution to the situation, while not ideal, was about as good as I could have expected (but not hoped) so I'm feeling much better than I was last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not 100 percent, it'll be awhile before I'm feeling that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am avoiding talking about said situation on purpose. I'm not comfortable talking about it, so just take comfort in the fact that I'm doing better and that's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to look to the future and move on from this. It'll be tough, but I think I'll be better for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either that, or I'll go crazy and stalk my office with an assault rifle from cubicle to cubicle loading round after round into co-workers until a squad of police and 3 clowns are needed to take me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clowns are there to keep the survivors smiling. Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Choz has lost it. Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-110532334577998470?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/110532334577998470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=110532334577998470' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/110532334577998470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/110532334577998470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/01/well-i-slept-well-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-110524293779095936</id><published>2005-01-08T22:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T22:55:37.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Closure on the situation has been reached. I still don't want to talk about it, so don't ask me, but maybe I can sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/A sad Choz is off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-110524293779095936?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/110524293779095936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=110524293779095936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/110524293779095936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/110524293779095936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/01/closure-on-situation-has-been-reached.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-110498785479472370</id><published>2005-01-06T01:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T00:48:59.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I demand everyone go out and play Katamari Damacy this instant. If you require a bizarre experience, and are tired of first person shooters, look no further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gamespot.com/ps2/puzzle/katamaridamashii/index.html?q=katamari"&gt;Gamespot's Review&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked it up today, and it's an awesome diversion. So simple and absurd, it helps you forget about how shitty I feel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for that, maybe I'll post about it evetually, I'm not sure I'm comfortable talking about it to the world. Let's just say there's a "situation" and I haven't slept in 5 days (in that I sleep, but it's restless and I wake up feeling like I've been up all night on a bender) and my appetite is all but gone. It's more of a chore to eat than anything else. I literally have to cram food in my mouth and force myself to swallow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But worry not, my fellow internetians, all will be fine eventually, I guess. (Optimism is not my strong point.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off for one of my benders. Goodnight y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: I needed to mention this; &lt;a href="http://www.chozconfectionery.com/"&gt;WTF?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-110498785479472370?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/110498785479472370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=110498785479472370' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/110498785479472370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/110498785479472370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-demand-everyone-go-out-and-play.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-110350646637663004</id><published>2004-12-19T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T20:34:26.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, here she is. Not the most fantastic use of any photographic knowledge I have, but whatevs. I was requested to put these up, so I have. Meow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/IMG_2992.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/IMG_2993.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Trogdor out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-110350646637663004?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/110350646637663004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=110350646637663004' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/110350646637663004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/110350646637663004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2004/12/well-here-she-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-110344320156162004</id><published>2004-12-19T02:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T03:00:01.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got my nw guitar today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gettign a new guitar is like nothing else.. There's no way I can explain how content I am with the universe at this moment in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, tomorrow I'll be back to my crabby old self, until I open up that case and she's lying there, waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, how erotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not named her yet, but, like my acoustic, she'll get named eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, that's a worthy update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Choz is going to be because his fingers feel like they're bruised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-110344320156162004?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/110344320156162004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=110344320156162004' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/110344320156162004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/110344320156162004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-got-my-nw-guitar-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-110292154165455004</id><published>2004-12-13T01:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T02:05:41.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi everybody! (All 2 of you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No real updates as of late. Working weird hours which will hopefully get better in the next month, but this is the reason for the non-updating. There's not really much going on in the life of Jay, so I figured I wouldn't bore you with details of The Mystery of the Spoiled Lunch Meat (tm) and The Adventure of the Missed Train Stop (tm) (c).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I could mention this, there is/was a girl who made me forget about a previous flame whom I'd been having trouble getting over (Still with me? I know it's a little confusing. Read it again if you need to. The class will wait for you to catch up.) and now that she's done it, I'm kind of over her. She's a super cool girl and I'll definitely keep her as a friend, but I don't think it would work, so I'm gonna move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never move on, so this is a big deal, boy(s) and girl(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, not much else. There's a few little hotties at work who are in training. I'll see if I can get them in the copy room or something on a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Choz is out (cold)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-110292154165455004?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/110292154165455004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=110292154165455004' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/110292154165455004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/110292154165455004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2004/12/hi-everybody-all-2-of-you-no-real.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-109807345707835052</id><published>2004-10-18T01:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T00:24:17.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's a few ays late, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Shaun of the Dead on Friday, and everybody must see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not asking. You go now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Choz out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-109807345707835052?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/109807345707835052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=109807345707835052' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/109807345707835052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/109807345707835052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2004/10/its-few-ays-late-but-whatever.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-109737514132478709</id><published>2004-10-09T22:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T22:25:41.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel it is necessary to tell the world that I finally have a job. Whoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost a year to the day of losing my job, I will start something new. Maybe things are looking up, but in my experience, when something nice like this happens, I'm about to get hit by a bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, uh, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nordia.ca/pc.html"&gt;http://www.nordia.ca/pc.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the website of the company. It's not a call centre per se. I DO work on the phone, but I'm not selling credit card debt renewal service packages for the elderly. (Man, that started out as a mockery and almost sounds like a real product.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's definitely not a career, but it's better than sitting here waiting for something wonderful to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/captain Chozwozzer is up, up AND AWAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-109737514132478709?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/109737514132478709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=109737514132478709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/109737514132478709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/109737514132478709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-feel-it-is-necessary-to-tell-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-109652713803112706</id><published>2004-09-30T02:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T02:53:02.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a quick update here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in a good mood at all. You ever get those phases where you just have so much going on in your head that you actually feel like you're losing your grip on reality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having one of those, and it is not encouraged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just take my big advice from last post, but somehow it just doesn't make any sense when I read it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about your emotional ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/The Chozman cometh. Now he's leavingeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-109652713803112706?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/109652713803112706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=109652713803112706' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/109652713803112706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/109652713803112706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2004/09/just-quick-update-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-109635566170097964</id><published>2004-09-28T02:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T04:00:08.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let me clarify; the idiocy that won't be tolerated is real idiocy. Racism, sexism, etc. I'm always up for regular moronic idiocy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just keep that clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, onto the update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big one here, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's coming. You'd better be ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sitting down? Or holding onto something firmly planted in the ground?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepare to be shocked at the magnitude of this update. It's gonna be like Moses showing his followers the 10 commandments. That's what I'm trying to prepare you for here. So sit tight and hold on, because this is gonna be one helluva ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;When looking at the big picture, life is pretty meaningless, so just live it well and be happy. Smile at somebody, and you might just change the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you catch it? Feel free to scroll your eyes up a few lines and read it again. I won't charge you, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure where this comes from, but I saw the film Amelie today, finally, and I must say, the general consensus on this movie seems to be pretty damn right on. It is an excellent film. I walked away from it looking at things a little differently, and I think that any film maker would be thrilled to know that their work had an impact on somebody the way this did on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely recommend it to anybody who might be looking to see what the rest of the world is doing with the film medium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that, things haven't been too hot in the mood department these days. A few things have been on my mind that I feel I need to resolve, but I'm not sure how. As of late, I've had this feeling that I'm standing still in my life. Everyone I know is moving forward in their personal relationships, professional careers, or educational careers, while I feel like I haven't done anything in the passed year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on top of that, I have this gut feeling that things are going to get a whole lot worse before they get any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, the job fair went fairly (hah!) well. I got a few CVs out there, and have an interview on Wednesday, so wish me luck on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with that, my (probably) longest update yet, I leave you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was Choz yesterday, I am Choz today, but who knows for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choz out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-109635566170097964?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/109635566170097964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=109635566170097964' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/109635566170097964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/109635566170097964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2004/09/let-me-clarify-idiocy-that-wont-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-109599546347380448</id><published>2004-09-23T23:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T23:39:39.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is more or less just a test, now that I've added commenting on this here blog. Click on the "# of comments" dealy at the bottom, and it'll bring you to the permalink for the post, and you can just scroll on down and post to your heart's content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the spacing is weird on the "# of comments". This is the only way I can figure out how to do this. I'll have Fig come over and fix it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to say whatever in the comments, but I assure you that idiocy won't be tolerated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-109599546347380448?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/109599546347380448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=109599546347380448' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/109599546347380448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/109599546347380448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2004/09/this-is-more-or-less-just-test-now_23.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-109599235029339650</id><published>2004-09-23T22:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T22:19:10.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man, I'm not very good at this at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I'm not dissapointing very many people when I don't update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, not much going on still. Hopefully I'll have a job soon, as my unemployment is running out soon. Got a job fair to go to on Saturday, so good news soon, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some more stuff added to my online photo album thing, for those who are interested. I've seperated them into just regular photos I take and my "works". I really don't have a better word to describe these, so that's what I use; my "works". It's just Photoshop work, not even eny of my own pictures, they're all from stock, but it helps me get a bit artsy. Who knows, maybe even somebody will be touched or angered by one of them. Whatever, if it evokes an emotion out of somebody, I guess my job is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Photography/SleepySnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you try to take that in, I'm out of here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choz out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-109599235029339650?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/109599235029339650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=109599235029339650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/109599235029339650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/109599235029339650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2004/09/man-im-not-very-good-at-this-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-109411457197020536</id><published>2004-09-02T04:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T04:42:51.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, it's been a long time since I've updated. It would help if there was anything really interesting to put up here. Nothing going on really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally got a place to dump my digital pictures, so I guess that's cool. If you're reading this and you're interested, the URL is off to the left over there. I'm happy with some of the pictures, pretty bleh with a few. I guess everybody deals with stuff like that at one time or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'd appreciate any feedback on the photos on Skrud's forum (again, on the left) in the Artsy section, under "A New Artsy Thread!" Although I think everybody who reads this is probably on there already, so well, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, not in such a hot mood, so I'll be off now. Enjoy the photos, enjoy the wine, and try the veal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choz out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-109411457197020536?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/109411457197020536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=109411457197020536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/109411457197020536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/109411457197020536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2004/09/well-its-been-long-time-since-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-109164881160813341</id><published>2004-08-04T15:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T15:46:51.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm trapped on Mars and am surrounded by daemons! Send help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're here, I gotta get moving, or I'm done for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choz out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-109164881160813341?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/109164881160813341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=109164881160813341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/109164881160813341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/109164881160813341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2004/08/im-trapped-on-mars-and-am-surrounded.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-109157901636778003</id><published>2004-08-03T20:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T20:25:01.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Doom 3 today! OhmyGodohmyGodohmyGodohmyGod!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting for Doom 3 since Doom 2, and it is finally here and is getting the praise it deserves. ALL BOW TO DOOM 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends on Macs; I have a feeling it'll be ported, so don't you worry your pretty little heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, so yeah. I'll be getting it tonight, so I might disappear for even longer than usual. Sorry all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody get this freakin' duck away from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-109157901636778003?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/109157901636778003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=109157901636778003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/109157901636778003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/109157901636778003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2004/08/doom-3-today-ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmy.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-109050858483378451</id><published>2004-07-22T10:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T20:24:48.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another of my sporadic updates! Hurrah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can justify why I haven't posted in a while, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eve Online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what it is  about this game. There's not a whole lot to do, really, and yet I find myself playing for long periods of time. Odd. I mean, it's damn cool and all, the economic system is brilliant, and I AM enjoying it, obviously, but I'm just not sure why. Maybe just because it's so very different than all the other &lt;a href="http://www.mmorpg.com/"&gt;MMORPGs&lt;/a&gt; out. It's definitely not for everybody, but I am enjoying it, and as long as you go in remembering that this game is meant to be played slow and you're meant to sit back and relax, I think you might enjoy it as much as I am. Or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. And I smashed my fingernail in half last night. I don't recommend it in the slightest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Choz out and everything in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-109050858483378451?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/109050858483378451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=109050858483378451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/109050858483378451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/109050858483378451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2004/07/another-of-my-sporadic-updates-hurrah.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-108934812051030029</id><published>2004-07-09T00:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T00:43:19.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow. Almost a month without a post. I guess everybody thought I was dead or something. Not much has been going on, so I haven't really had a reason to post. I don't have a big fancy-pants rollercoaster-ride lifestyle like some people, so I don't have post-worthy news all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biggest news as of late is I saw Spider Man 2. It was pretty phenomenal and all, but hardly post-worthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, other than that, nada. God. I need a life or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll have something to put up sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choz out, I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-108934812051030029?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/108934812051030029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=108934812051030029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/108934812051030029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/108934812051030029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2004/07/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-108757004549428010</id><published>2004-06-18T10:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T10:47:25.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holy crap. These passed few days have been fairly ridiculous. I've got gentoo up and running for the most part, but compiling the GUIs has been going for a while. I decidde to start them at 1:30 last night. It is now 10:44, and I'm about 1/3rd of the way through. It's gonna be awesome when it's all working in good order though. Kind of a sense of accomplishment. I haven't felt that since I beat Splinter Cell a few months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'll keep adding blog posts from the wonderful world of text-based browsers for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Choz out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-108757004549428010?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/108757004549428010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=108757004549428010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/108757004549428010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/108757004549428010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2004/06/holy-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-10874938594410354</id><published>2004-06-17T13:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T13:37:39.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My God. I dunno how this is gonna work. I'm currently posting this in a text-based browser that reminds me so much of DOS, it's rather frightening. Frightening in the best sort of way, but it's been a long time. :P Anyway, I'm installing Gentoo at the request of the ever-present Fig. I'm in waaaay over my head here, people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-10874938594410354?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/10874938594410354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=10874938594410354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/10874938594410354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/10874938594410354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2004/06/my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-108736163470652937</id><published>2004-06-16T00:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T00:53:54.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, well, another weekly update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with what I hate. Or how about I try to connect with you, the reader, by asking a question we both have the same answer to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just hate when you've been going to a place for a while, and you really like it, then suddenly it kind of sucks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happened to me this weekend. I'm hoping this is a one-time thing, but this place we went to usually has lots of women. As a single guy, I feel this is a necessity to my going-out experience. Anyways, we went on Saturday, and there wasn't lots of women. There was lots of &lt;em&gt;dudes&lt;/em&gt;. That's right, lots of guys looking for women. Unfortunately, there wasn't a whole lot. I guess this was sort of advantageous for the women that &lt;em&gt;were &lt;/em&gt;there, as they got a helluva lot of free drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Now I need a new place with lots of single girls, Goddamit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto other topics; I think I may be losing my mind. I've been having dreams about being chased by dirty southerners. (Not to say all southerners are dirty, but these ones were.) I have no idea why, and I have no idea what they want, but they're chasing me constantly, yelling things in a language that vaguely resembles English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I think that's about it. It's getting late and I am le tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just make the southerners go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choz is no more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-108736163470652937?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/108736163470652937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=108736163470652937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/108736163470652937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/108736163470652937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2004/06/alright-well-another-weekly-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-10867484065510269</id><published>2004-06-08T22:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T22:33:26.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time for a quick update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much has changed, although I've decided to change my facial hair, and I bought some clothes on Friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, what a rollercoaster of a life I lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out, Indy, Choz is right behind you in the adventure department. Whoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, and I also killed a man with a sharpened balloon today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just seeing if you cared enough to read this far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Choz has left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-10867484065510269?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/10867484065510269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=10867484065510269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/10867484065510269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/10867484065510269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2004/06/time-for-quick-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-108630210031728379</id><published>2004-06-03T18:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T18:35:00.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's an update, just for the Stragmeister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to say this week really. Missed out on lunch again this week. With Paul in school, it's tough to make plans with him. Doubtful the girl from Clydes will care either way, anyway. Hell, she wasn't even there the last time we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to this really chill bar last weekend with a few buddies called Chez Maurice, in Sainte-Lazare. If you live in the Montreal area, it's about a half hour west of the island. Live bands, hot girls, and cheap beer. 3 ingredients for excellence, even though I don't drink beer. (Although the cheap beer may have been some kind of promotion. Don't quote me on it, either way.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, other than that, not much has happened. I guess my buddy's new girl is worth mentioning, as he's been single as long as I have, although he seems kind of indifferent about being single or not. Congrats to him and all that, even though I've already told him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be going out tonight. Who knows, maybe I'll get really drunk and wake up in Alberta. Here's hoping. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and visit the forums at www.skrud.net if you're into that sort of stuff. Just ignore a guy named Kriggs. He's a cockbite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I hope you're reading this, Kriggs. You're a wad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choz has left the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-108630210031728379?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/108630210031728379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=108630210031728379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/108630210031728379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/108630210031728379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2004/06/heres-update-just-for-stragmeister.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-108560448476770392</id><published>2004-05-26T16:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T16:48:04.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I'm back from my eye appointment. Seems I have &lt;a href="http://www.visionis.fr/us/hypermetropie.htm"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. Luckily, it's only minor, but it might get worse, or it might not. Seems kind of up in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking around the mall today (after the appointment, I had to wait for the bus) I walked into a sports store and realized I was looking at golf clubs. Now, I have nothing against golf, but I've never played before in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it hit me; I'm getting old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having lunch with friends on their lunch breaks from work, I'm thinking about taking up golf, and my eyes are failing. This is strange to me, because just yesterday I was talking about how I wanted a magical change on my birthday, and suddenly, I've got it, but it's not all that fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grass really IS greener on the other side, but then when you get there, it's not actually grass, but quicksand. GREEN QUICKSAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll go to the driving range tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choz out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-108560448476770392?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/108560448476770392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=108560448476770392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/108560448476770392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/108560448476770392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2004/05/well-im-back-from-my-eye-appointment.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-108554420269233602</id><published>2004-05-25T23:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T00:03:22.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy belated birthday to me. I'm now 22, and nothing is different. I dunno about you, but every year around my birthday I hope that when the day comes, some drastic magical change will happen in my life, and we'll all live happily ever after. I don't seem to learn my lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I just caught up on Paul's blog, (Link on the left. I'll keep mentioning it until you read it, dammit.) and noticed he mentioned this girl from Clydes. Strange thing that. Ever see somebody you haven't seen in a few years and it's just like "Jesus H. Christ, why didn't I notice that before?" Well, that sorta happened. Maybe it's because I went to school with her since before I was even looking at girls in anything more than a cooties kinda way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, she wasn't there last week, and tomorrow I have an eye appointment, so I think lunch will be skipped. Damnable degrading mortal body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, um, not much has been happening. A friend brought over a CD full of these short films that were done by famous directors for BMW. Those were pretty impressive. I particularly liked the one where Madonna is shown to be an absolute bitch, as this is the image I've had in my head of her since I first saw her all those years ago. Funnily enough, that film was directed by her husband, Guy Ritchie. You go, mr. Ritchie. That'll learn her for ruining Swept Away. Although, who the hell would've seen that anyway, whether she was in it or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'm just rambling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been itching for a while to buy Season 1 of Samurai Jack on DVD. Why? Because it's the best thing to hit TV since, well, ever. And now, today, Bubba Ho-Tep came out, and I can't afford any of these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and some Ring Lord or something movie came out on DVD today too. Maybe I'll check that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stream.qtv.apple.com/qtv/videoc/http/boog001/boog001_http_300_ref.mov"&gt;Crazy Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go here. See this. Be amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I leave you with that. Choz out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-108554420269233602?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/108554420269233602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=108554420269233602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/108554420269233602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/108554420269233602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2004/05/happy-belated-birthday-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-108489446123179167</id><published>2004-05-18T11:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T11:34:21.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If anybody's interested, there's a mention of a counter-attack on raccoons in Paul's blog. (Link off to the left there.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if he was directly quoting one of my misadventures from our camping past, but I'm sure one of us would be willing to tell the story. Probably not me, as I'm scarred for life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnable raccoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just felt that deserved another update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choz has left the building. Of course, by building, I mean, uh.... internet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-108489446123179167?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/108489446123179167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=108489446123179167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/108489446123179167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/108489446123179167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2004/05/if-anybodys-interested-theres-mention.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-108489368288527694</id><published>2004-05-18T11:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T11:23:03.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is an update, just for Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend I went to a LAN party, and would've updated from there, but internet was restricted to those who are not me. Why didn't I just post right when I got home, you ask? I dunno, maybe I was exhausted from being up for 40 hours. Or maybe I just forgot, alright? Don't give me that look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I won a new hard disk in an Unreal Tournament, uh, tournament, so that was kinda cool. Other than that, lots of Counterstrike was played, so you can imagine I played games alone most of the evening. ZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, other than that, nothing has really been going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait! I got my new bike last week. It's a sexy beast. I can finally get back into biking, after a 3 year hiatus. (That's your word of the week; "hiatus".)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, a longer update than was expected, and yet, I managed to say very little. I'm just awesome like that, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until our next hilarious episode, Baron Von Fritz Fokker the 3rd out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-108489368288527694?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/108489368288527694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=108489368288527694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/108489368288527694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/108489368288527694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2004/05/this-is-update-just-for-paul.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-108266614249619962</id><published>2004-04-22T16:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T16:40:20.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wowza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not very good at keeping this thing updated. I'll try harder in the future, but I guarantee nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a few weeks since my demolitions work's been over, and I've come to a slow realization; I don't like graphic design anymore. Strange how doing some work on a fluke will change your perspective on things sometimes. After 2 weeks of doing physical work, I can't imagine going back to an office. It just feels unnatural, which is weird because my whole life's been about working with computers and whatnot. Weird, weird stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I'm considering is becoming an electrician. A bit out there, considering my graphic design background, I know. I'm in the process of finding out if I can still get government help while I'm taking the courses. I find out May 10th. (Which will probably be my next posting, although who knows what kind of craziness will happen in between now and then.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about it. Nothing much else is new. Oh, everybody should see Freddy vs. Jason if you haven't already. And if you have, see it again. It's so badass it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But until next time, this is Choz, signing out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-108266614249619962?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/108266614249619962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=108266614249619962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/108266614249619962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/108266614249619962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2004/04/wowza.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-108069665242609876</id><published>2004-03-30T20:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T20:35:49.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over a week since my last update. Slow start, but I have an excuse. I've been doing some demolitions work, so I get to smash stuff and make a bit of cash. You're all jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a pretty uneventful week-or-so, since I can do nothing but relax my aching muscles every evening for the next day. It's only for another few days, but this is what I've realized; nothing like swinging a sledge hammer for 9 hours a day to make you realize how incredibly out of shape you are. Oh well. It's fun, and I'm working with 2 good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll have something to more interesting to say after Saturday. Going out to celebrate getting my first paycheck in months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choz out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-108069665242609876?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/108069665242609876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=108069665242609876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/108069665242609876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/108069665242609876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2004/03/whew.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-107992834260872504</id><published>2004-03-21T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T23:13:26.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, what a shock. No whacky adventure today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it was my sister's birthday yesterday. Gave her a call just to let her know I'm not a complete asshole, and I &lt;strong&gt;did&lt;/strong&gt; remember, but I didn't get a chance yesterday. I should be making a bit of money this week, so I'll get her something nice. Or I'll try to. She's going away to NYC on Wednesday for a school trip, so that'll give me some shopping time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna try getting to a museum next weekend, I think. It's been too bloody long since I've had a chance to just sit back and enjoy some art in real life. The internet makes things a little &lt;em&gt;too&lt;/em&gt; easy sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm talking about random junk; I was going through some of my old trade paperbacks, and stumbled upon a gem I hadn't had a chance to pick up in a while; Creature Tech by Doug Tennapel. The guy's style is fantastic for his stories. They just work so well together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the part where I sign out to get some sleep, as I need to get up real early tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choz out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-107992834260872504?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/107992834260872504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=107992834260872504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/107992834260872504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/107992834260872504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2004/03/well-what-shock.html' title=''/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6651229.post-107984978971005335</id><published>2004-03-21T01:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T03:59:17.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First post!</title><content type='html'>My first post, and what a doozy it'll be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw the movie &lt;em&gt;Basic&lt;/em&gt;  tonight. Neat movie, with John Travolta being as cool as ever. It was no &lt;em&gt;Grease&lt;/em&gt;, but it was an interesting flick. The twist ending was somewhat predictable, but maybe I'm just jaded. Having seen &lt;em&gt;The Usual Suspects&lt;/em&gt; so many times'll do that to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, not much is happening these days. No real job right now, but hopefully that'll change soon. All you graphic designers with jobs in Montreal; do a guy a favour and quit, so those of us who haven't worked in a while have a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it's bed time now, I think. Maybe tomorrow will bring a whacky adventure or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, Choz out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6651229-107984978971005335?l=choz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/feeds/107984978971005335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6651229&amp;postID=107984978971005335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/107984978971005335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6651229/posts/default/107984978971005335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://choz.blogspot.com/2004/03/first-post.html' title='First post!'/><author><name>Jay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12404287309091995729</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v450/Chozman/Other%20Stuff/blogshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
