<?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-6288143</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:24:44.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Water's Edge</title><subtitle type='html'>You stand on the banks of the river of faith.  Dive in.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://divingin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divingin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16778332324861295575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288143.post-108405775873544143</id><published>2004-05-08T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T16:13:48.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back Again!I'm back from Pennsylvania.  Had a good time.  I'm just too lazy to write down all the things we did... okay I'll list a few:Went to the Franklin Institute in Philadelphia.Rode on a canal boat.Rode a bike across a wire high in the air (it was safe- it's the sky bike at the Franklin Institute)Rode in a flight simulator (fun!).Went to Ahmish country and saw lots of Ahmish, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/108405775873544143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/108405775873544143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divingin.blogspot.com/index.html#108405775873544143' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16778332324861295575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288143.post-108346398699879422</id><published>2004-05-01T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T19:17:27.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Like a chicken with my head cut off...I was going to write a blog entry about my trip today, but I couldn't find my trip itenerary to remember everything I did. lolSo I'll just wait until my pictures are developed and I can find another one or something.  Be assured: it is coming. :P</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/108346398699879422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/108346398699879422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divingin.blogspot.com/index.html#108346398699879422' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16778332324861295575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288143.post-108325150202918675</id><published>2004-04-29T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T08:15:59.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My pictures are yet to be developed, but I took these with the camcorder last night to show you.  I haven't had time to type up an entry about my trip yet, but it's coming.  Maybe today.Fragments of bone I found on the ground around a large dinosaur skeleton in the middle of the desert.Fossil shark teeth from an area where they get stirred up rather often by the wind.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/108325150202918675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/108325150202918675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divingin.blogspot.com/index.html#108325150202918675' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16778332324861295575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288143.post-108179282306108626</id><published>2004-04-12T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T11:04:17.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>World Traveler!I'll be leaving on Wednesday for a mission trip to New Mexico.  Twenty-three kids and (think) 9 adults are going.  We'll be gone for two weeks- getting back on the 26th.  It's gonna be an interesting experience!  Drive 5 hours to Pittsburgh to catch the airplane and have a layover in Minneapolis for two hours, then resume the trip to New Mexico.  We'll be working on a Navajo </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/108179282306108626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/108179282306108626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divingin.blogspot.com/index.html#108179282306108626' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16778332324861295575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288143.post-108128617716242114</id><published>2004-04-06T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T14:20:02.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm Back!Back from my trip!  I had a great time!  Before we went to take the ACT's, we went to Southern Adventist University.  I fell in love with it while there.  It's wonderful.  I'm not sure, but I think I've decided that my major will be Animation (of the 3d variety) and, if I can manage taking both simultaneously, I'll minor in Practical Theology.  Oh and just in case you were wondering </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/108128617716242114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/108128617716242114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divingin.blogspot.com/index.html#108128617716242114' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16778332324861295575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288143.post-108076580416234683</id><published>2004-03-31T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T12:47:01.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Be back Monday!I'll be back on Monday- I'm leaving this evening to go to North Carolina yet again.  First we're going to Southern Adventist College for college days.  Then, on the weekend, we're going to "Aunt Susie's" house again and to the testing center on Sunday.  Last time (if you read my previous entries) was for the SAT's... this time it's to take the ACT's.  Don't think it's the same </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/108076580416234683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/108076580416234683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divingin.blogspot.com/index.html#108076580416234683' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16778332324861295575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288143.post-107810724304641105</id><published>2004-02-29T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T18:17:35.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Resolved...sortaWell... things are kinda resolved.  The teacher gets to stay, but not as principal anymore.  Just as a teacher.  Which is okay I guess.  And two other teachers resigned.  Not gonna say too much about the matter, lest my post be read by eyes who are already in on the situation at hand and they get the wrong idea.Overall- a lot of the stress is relieved for everyone.  So thanks </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107810724304641105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107810724304641105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divingin.blogspot.com/index.html#107810724304641105' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16778332324861295575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288143.post-107721066259921555</id><published>2004-02-19T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T09:51:52.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Conflict is a slippery slope...You know what... it's unfortunate that among so many Christians in my church, there can be so much conflict.  I suppose it boils down to whose influence they're truely under- God's or Satan's.  After all, don't you think Satan would want his workers in the church to throw wrenches into its inner workings?  Even the very elect will be deceived by him.  We just have</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107721066259921555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107721066259921555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divingin.blogspot.com/index.html#107721066259921555' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16778332324861295575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288143.post-107652226488989169</id><published>2004-02-11T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T10:00:14.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Still Alive!Hey guys...just lettin ya know I'm still alive.  Plenty been going on lately to keep me busy from posting.Just so anyone who cares knows, my email address stopped working for some reason.  So you can now reach me at short_sleeved_pants at yahoo dot com.  (it's spread out to avoid spam bots).Hopefully I can manage to get it working again... maybe I can load it into outlook express </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107652226488989169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107652226488989169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divingin.blogspot.com/index.html#107652226488989169' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16778332324861295575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288143.post-107590466920409219</id><published>2004-02-04T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T06:26:49.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As a comment to a post in Imo's Blog---James chapter 2---"My brothers, as believers in our glorius Lord Jesus Christ, don't so favoritism.  Suppose a man comes into your meeting wearing a gold ring and fine clothes, and a poor man in shabby clothes also comes in.  If you show special attention to the man wearing fine clothes and say, 'Here's a good seat for you,' but say to the poor man, 'You </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107590466920409219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107590466920409219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divingin.blogspot.com/index.html#107590466920409219' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16778332324861295575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288143.post-107582317500978444</id><published>2004-02-03T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T07:48:33.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I pass.  :PI took the quiz on beliefnet.com to find out what religion IT thought I was.  I guess I answered the questions according to my beliefs, cause I passed 100% SDA. :D1.  Seventh Day Adventist (100%)  2.  Orthodox Quaker (94%)  3.  Mainline to Conservative Christian/Protestant (93%)  4.  Eastern Orthodox (74%)  5.  Roman Catholic (74%)  6.  Mainline to Liberal Christian </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107582317500978444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107582317500978444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divingin.blogspot.com/index.html#107582317500978444' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16778332324861295575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288143.post-107581750052891727</id><published>2004-02-03T05:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T06:14:29.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FlabbergastedThis is ridiculous.  How could this happen!*Look for yourself.*Absolutely ridiculous!  I guess it would be easy enough... I mean... snakes ARE cold blooded, so some sort of high-tech-terrorist-thwarting-machine wouldn't really find the snake in there if it was searching for heat.But still... it's insane!Is it really THAT easy to mail DEADLY SNAKES?!?!For sooth!  (thought I'd</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107581750052891727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107581750052891727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divingin.blogspot.com/index.html#107581750052891727' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16778332324861295575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288143.post-107558490972966385</id><published>2004-01-31T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T13:37:24.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ba ba ba ba baaa- I'm hatin' it!McDonald's is such a sellout.That new commercial they have that's this guy and his girlfriend sitting in McDonald's eating.And he's telling her about his new idea.And she's sitting there thinking about how good the new mcnuggets taste.Then the commercial says something about how the old ones were okay, but new is better.And this good looking guy walks in and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107558490972966385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107558490972966385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divingin.blogspot.com/index.html#107558490972966385' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16778332324861295575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288143.post-107556849379870422</id><published>2004-01-31T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T09:03:48.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And down will come cradle- SANTIY AND ALL!I've untangled my last Newton's Cradle!  So help me if I have to untangle another one of those knotted messes, I'll scream!My stupid cradle insists on getting played with by little kids, getting knocked off my shelf, or just coming to life and tangling itself for fun.Yesterday, my painting sitting on my shelf was leaning forward, so I leaned it back.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107556849379870422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107556849379870422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divingin.blogspot.com/index.html#107556849379870422' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16778332324861295575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288143.post-107549095171949454</id><published>2004-01-30T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T11:32:13.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is a stick up!  Just make me a pepperoni pizza and nobody gets hurt!We ate at Ci-Ci's Pizza last night.  I like it pretty well, but when we got there last night there were probably about 10 pizzas out.  Eight of those ten were slathered in pork.  I swear the restaurant must have been having a meat wave (haha...get it?  heat wave...meat wave...     tough crowd).So anyway... I managed to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107549095171949454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107549095171949454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divingin.blogspot.com/index.html#107549095171949454' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16778332324861295575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288143.post-107539209195401696</id><published>2004-01-29T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T08:03:44.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>At School And BoredHey, everyone!  I'm just sitting in school right now.Just remembered what I could be working on.Suppose I should do that.Anyway- here's a quote for ya.  :PSome say the glass is half empty, some say the glass is half full, I say, are you going to drink that? --Lisa Claymen </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107539209195401696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107539209195401696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divingin.blogspot.com/index.html#107539209195401696' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16778332324861295575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288143.post-107532846570447306</id><published>2004-01-28T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T14:23:16.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Interesting....Let's see... when I type "Unpredictable Perceptions" into Google.. the second search result is The Water's Edge (this blog).  As opposed to actually being the Unpredictable Perceptions blog.  How strange, even though I know how Google works, that's still weird.  :PAnd if I type in Your Favorite Website, sometimes it comes up in results and other times not.  And if it does, it's a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107532846570447306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107532846570447306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divingin.blogspot.com/index.html#107532846570447306' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16778332324861295575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288143.post-107529971460605625</id><published>2004-01-28T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T06:24:05.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fixed Comments!I fixed commenting for the blog.  But in doing so erased the comments already made.  Oh well, no biggie.Now get commenting, ya lazy gits! lol :P</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107529971460605625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107529971460605625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divingin.blogspot.com/index.html#107529971460605625' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16778332324861295575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288143.post-107529835390155953</id><published>2004-01-28T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T06:01:23.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This, That, and The OtherOkay... now to explain my absence and bore you with all the details.Myself, Lori, Demetria, Brandon, and Timothy from my tiny little school all went to North Carolina over the weekend (from Thursday night to Monday night...big weekend).We went (aside from Timothy) to take the SATs.Since we go to church on Saturday and most SAT stations are just on Saturdays, we had</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107529835390155953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107529835390155953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divingin.blogspot.com/index.html#107529835390155953' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16778332324861295575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288143.post-107522438112499631</id><published>2004-01-27T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T09:28:30.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm back!I'm back from taking the SAT's and from North Carolina!  I'll make a big big post later about it when I have time.  I'm in school right now.  :P</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107522438112499631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107522438112499631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divingin.blogspot.com/index.html#107522438112499631' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16778332324861295575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288143.post-107480963299803603</id><published>2004-01-22T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T14:15:55.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Asta-la-byebye!I'm aware of the problem with comments right now.  The link to comment on posts is just ONE link at the bottom of the page.  A problem that definitly needs fixed.  However, I'm leaving tonight to go to North Carolina with my friends to take the SAT's and we won't get back until Monday night.  There might be a computer up there for me to post using, but I doubt it.The good news </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107480963299803603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107480963299803603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divingin.blogspot.com/index.html#107480963299803603' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16778332324861295575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288143.post-107473149587943041</id><published>2004-01-21T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T16:34:15.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Delicate PantsAmazing... I bought some pajama pants at wal-mart.  And they were apparently so delicate that they had to be placed in their own shopping bag.  I can understand the bread getting its own bag, among a world of cans.  But surely the cloth pants wouldn't damage the bread.  I know the workers have rules and they aren't allowed to group some things together, even if it wouldn't matter </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107473149587943041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107473149587943041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divingin.blogspot.com/index.html#107473149587943041' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16778332324861295575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6288143.post-107464350719632465</id><published>2004-01-20T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T17:01:31.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*Beeeeeeep!*On a starting note... someone left a message on our answering machine earlier today.  Our answering machine goes like this (in a computer voice) "Please record your message after the beep.....*beep*".  So someone has called our house and listened to this message and STILL they managed to say "Hello, may I speak to William Garbovski?"It takes about one one-hundredth of your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107464350719632465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6288143/posts/default/107464350719632465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://divingin.blogspot.com/index.html#107464350719632465' title=''/><author><name>Matt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16778332324861295575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
