<?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-3898257748184666178</id><updated>2012-01-20T20:40:13.197-08:00</updated><category term='I'/><category term='D'/><title type='text'>I ATE A SANDWICH TODAY</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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>118</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-5667288292004521918</id><published>2007-10-24T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T11:34:13.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YO NICK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>*LOOK ACROSS THE TABLE, I SHOULD BE WAVING IF I HAVEN'T FORGOTTEN I WROTE THIS!!!!!!!!!* HI!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH AND THE BABY WHALES DESERVE TO LIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ROCK ON BABY WHALES!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-5667288292004521918?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/5667288292004521918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=5667288292004521918' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/5667288292004521918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/5667288292004521918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/10/yo-nick.html' title='YO NICK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-8746787239374296913</id><published>2007-10-19T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T12:08:17.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>transexual???? lol</title><content type='html'>OK you said you like naval ships............are you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;killerbbb&lt;/span&gt;????..............IF NOT I DEMAND TO KNOW YOUR GENDER, NOT KNOWING WHO YOU ARE ID DRIVING THE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MAD HATTER&lt;/span&gt; CRAZY!!! BUT I WON'T GIVE UP THE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MAD HATTER&lt;/span&gt; NEVER RUNS FROM A CHALLENGE!!!!!!! PREPARE TO BE FOUND OUT MYSTERY MAN........OR WOMAN...........OR PERHAPS BOTH???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-8746787239374296913?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8746787239374296913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=8746787239374296913' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/8746787239374296913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/8746787239374296913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/10/transexual-lol.html' title='transexual???? lol'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-1151544422914809011</id><published>2007-10-15T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T15:22:42.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I WANNA A BETTER CLUE!!!! (RUNS AROUND IN INSANE CIRCLES)....................(SUDDENLY STOPS TO THINK)................SO THEN THAT MEANS IF YOU WERE WEARING RED TODAY YOU WOULD HAVE ONLY SAID THAT IF I WOULD SEE YOU DURING THE DAY........WHICH MEANS I SEE YOU DURING THE DAY!!!!! DISCOVERY!!!! ...................YOUR HAIR IS BROWN...............DAMN IT!!! WHY CAN'T I REMBER PEOPLE'S HAIR COLOR....OR WHAT THEY WERE WEARING TODAY....????? WHATEVER THAT'S NOT THE POINT! I DEMAND YOUR GENDER NOW!!!! THAT WOULD BE A BETTER CLUE!&lt;br /&gt;~ OKAY THANKS MYSTERY WEIRDO!!! LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-1151544422914809011?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/1151544422914809011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=1151544422914809011' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/1151544422914809011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/1151544422914809011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/10/wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-8226364590823986555</id><published>2007-10-12T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T02:48:24.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHO THE FUDGE ARE YOU?!! THAT CLUE SUCKED *TEAR* I GIVE UP!!!! PLEASE BETTER CLUE OR JUST REVEAL YOURSELF CAUSE I MUST KNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-8226364590823986555?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8226364590823986555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=8226364590823986555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/8226364590823986555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/8226364590823986555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-389943973313597338</id><published>2007-10-10T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T11:31:19.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bored!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm....bored........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-389943973313597338?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/389943973313597338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=389943973313597338' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/389943973313597338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/389943973313597338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/10/bored.html' title='bored!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-8052078825741567030</id><published>2007-10-08T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T13:16:30.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CLUELESS</title><content type='html'>YO TO THE PERRSON WHO SAID THEY WOULD COMMENT ALOT IF I FIGURED OUT WHO THEY ARE WELL..............I NEED A CLUE!!! HOW CAN THE MADHATTER FIGURE OUT ANYTHING FROM A SENTENCE AND A SMILIE FACE?!! SO A CLUE WOULD BE NICE OK THANK YOU MYSTERY DUDE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-8052078825741567030?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8052078825741567030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=8052078825741567030' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/8052078825741567030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/8052078825741567030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/10/clueless.html' title='CLUELESS'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-4847042660062177391</id><published>2007-10-04T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T12:10:28.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WORD!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>ONE WORD COMMENTS DON'T COUNT!!!!!!!!!!!!! LOL I'M BORED!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-4847042660062177391?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/4847042660062177391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=4847042660062177391' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/4847042660062177391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/4847042660062177391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/10/word.html' title='WORD!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-6155263390125959536</id><published>2007-10-04T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T11:46:04.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The twilight zone!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>OK I have given this alot of thought and I have decided that I must own the twight zone!!!!! For if I owned the twilight zone I could make a lot of money!!!! Cause like if I made a company saying : "Yo dude make your dreams come true cause like anything can happen here in the twilight zone!! So ditch that sucky life and get your cool new one today!!" All the dumb masses would totally go for it!!! Millions of people would come flooding in and so would the money!!!! It would be awesome!! But what they wouldn't know would be that I was sending them all to the bad parts of the twilight zone, and only their nightmares would be coming true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'd be keeping all the good parts of the twilight zone for myself. And this is the best part......no one could ever tell others about what I was doing cause like they could never get out!!!! And so more people would go, more money for me, and because no one knows the truth it never ends...........*Dreamy Sigh* Wow exploiting peoples dreams the perfect job...lol!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-6155263390125959536?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6155263390125959536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=6155263390125959536' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/6155263390125959536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/6155263390125959536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/10/twilight-zone.html' title='The twilight zone!!!!!!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-4872258867792566787</id><published>2007-10-04T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T11:31:02.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I totally joined man!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I just joined the authors club and I think that this is an apporiate post because like.......I'm like in the authors club right now as I'm writing this........so yeah...........totally man.........and that's it......save the babiy whales and all that good stuff.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-4872258867792566787?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/4872258867792566787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=4872258867792566787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/4872258867792566787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/4872258867792566787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-totally-joined-man.html' title='I totally joined man!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-1410394038112062366</id><published>2007-09-20T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T15:14:22.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pushing partner.....</title><content type='html'>I was just sitting around and listening to music today, and I realized there isn't much room for me in this world. And then I realized there isn't enough room, for anyone in this day and age. Everyone must go and push their own way into existence. Our mother's gave us the first push, rejecting us at birth, and throwing us into this trash bin. Now we have have to push throw the filth, just to end up in a more "sanitary" spot in life. Every used glass has a spot, no matter how much you scrub it. Heh. At times like this I wish I was born with my eyes open, because if had just gotten one good look at this place, I would have "forgotten" to breathe. But then again, even if I could see, I must remember innocent eyes are always blind, so it wouldn't have mattered. However if there was a way I could see through my mother's eyes, or anyone in the hospital room, with experience, then maybe there would have been a chance for escape. No that's a lie, for seeing through those eyes would have robbed me of my stainless heart, just as the world would have, so a there is no such thing as a clean break.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blasphemy. Violation. Forbidden. Or a more modern label, emo. That is what this thoughts are marked with. Not because they are wrong (which they might be), but because they are frightening. One out of a thousand will acquire this fear, and like a virus they will spread it through, the unarmed hundreds, like an epidemic. The sick without knowing why, will accept this fear without any reason. This creates a predjuce. This predjuce, becomes a habit, which becomes local color, which will then converts into an unwritten rule. These laws, this "common sense" become chains on the minds of men, they block doors, and stop imagination. The true injustice is that we embrace these shackles, like a comforting carress from the sun. Never realizing all the possiblities. But some wish to live without these possiblities. because (I will speak freely) it is better it live with one truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is bliss. Acceptance creates happiness, however it does not make the truth. Men would rather be at ease though. Peace is the main factor. Which is why I do not wish to push my ideas on others. For people would literally kill themselves. The weak. They are not strong enough to explore, the voyage is much to great. But note I do not say we are searching for the truth, but instead possiblities, that could in fact be true. (But allow me to get back on my subject before hand).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pushing partner. Some do not need it but others, more fearful ones do. Curiosity keeps one from stopping, but at the same time, emptiness keeps one in place. To pass over the bridge of possiblities, you must dig deep into your purse and give up every bit of innocence you have. That can destroy a person, and literally rip out every bit of feeling that you possess. The struggle for sanity is unavoidable, and misundestanding simply becomes, as common as breathing. Because of this a person's journey will become labored. But a partner could help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone to lean as you stumble over the hills of lies and truth. They could help you push through the filth. However they would both be broken. Everyone that comes over the bridge breaks in way or another. But they could help one another. Soothe scars, help heal bruises, and save one another. If there was any sliver lining to mankind I'd have to say this would be it (in my opinion).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning they could eduacte one another. Open a door their partner was too afaird to touch. Run where they would walk. Crawl where they would walk. Laugh where they will cry....etc. And when one can not go on, drag them through. This is a perfect consept in theory, but very hard to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust after realizing possiblities trust when it comes to others, most of the time, seizes to exist. So does love. But if they could recover such emotions, then they could truly become a pair of pushing partners. This would not destroy their faults, but it would make them more liveable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life. And isn't what everyone wants to survive in?? I do. It would be a blow to my selfish pride if I didn't. This never ending merrygoround, plays a very sad tune in disguise, but two partners, some determination, and a few smiles could make better. A fool, would make this world more colder. *Smiles* Pushing partners I think that's a lovely thought......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-1410394038112062366?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/1410394038112062366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=1410394038112062366' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/1410394038112062366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/1410394038112062366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/09/pushing-partner.html' title='Pushing partner.....'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-6659591653470269372</id><published>2007-08-29T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T14:05:56.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QUICK DISCLAIMER!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I DID NOT DRAW ANY OF THE FANART ON MY BLOG !!!!!!!!!!! DON'T GET CONFUSED!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-6659591653470269372?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6659591653470269372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=6659591653470269372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/6659591653470269372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/6659591653470269372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/08/quick-disclaimer.html' title='QUICK DISCLAIMER!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-1556755217876138465</id><published>2007-08-24T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T11:27:46.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fanfic to : Vx3</title><content type='html'>Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball and I NEVER will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madhatter: Alright Bulma it's your lucky day!!&lt;br /&gt;Bulma: Really??&lt;br /&gt;Madhatter: That's right, what if I said I could triple your saiyan prince's love for you? Could you handle it?&lt;br /&gt;Bulma: *Jumps up excited* Oh I could handle it, I could handle it!!!&lt;br /&gt;Madhatter: Alright then, *looks around* VEGETA GET YOUR ASS IN HERE!!&lt;br /&gt;Vegeta: God damn it!! What do you want? My G.R. and I were just in a heated make out session--ER I MEAN TRAINING SESSION!!&lt;br /&gt;Bulma:O.O&lt;br /&gt;Mahatter: O.O.........WHAT THE FUDGE?!&lt;br /&gt;Vegeta: IT'S NOT YOU THINK!!&lt;br /&gt;Bulma: I always knew you loved it more than me!!&lt;br /&gt;Vegeta: Bulma no I--(is cut off by the madhatter)&lt;br /&gt;Madhatter: That's like doing a tin can and you complain about Krillin&lt;br /&gt;Bulma: At least Krillin is faithful to his tin can!! (breaks down crying)&lt;br /&gt;Vegeta:NO BULMA IT DIDN'T MEAN ANYTHING I SWEAR! IT WAS JUST ONE NIGHT OF THOUGHTLESS PAISSON!!&lt;br /&gt;Madhatter:Then why were just saying you were making out with it hmmm..??&lt;br /&gt;Vegeta: It's not my fault I tried to break it off but it just won't let me go! Besides Bulma after you upgraded it how could you not expect me to be tempted!! You drove me to this!!&lt;br /&gt;Bulma: Don't you dare blame me, just because you can't resist the first hunk of junk with 5,000 gravity pressure, that walks by!!&lt;br /&gt;Vegeta: Don't you talk about it that way!!&lt;br /&gt;Madhatter: OK I think you both need to learn to apperiate each other more,....perhaps if there was more of you...?&lt;br /&gt;Vegeta: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Madhatter: Alright !!I PROMISED I 'D TRIPLE VEGETA'S LOVE FOR YOU AND BY GOLLY I'M GONNA DO IT!!(Taps Vegeta with her magic wand, and suddenly three Vegetas appear!! Scouter wearing Vegeta aka SV, Normal Vegeta aka V, and Majin Buu Vegeta aka MB)&lt;br /&gt;Bulma: *In absolute horror* My god what have you done!!!&lt;br /&gt;Madhatter: Isn't it beautiful three times the love!!&lt;br /&gt;SV: Where is Kakarot Woman?!&lt;br /&gt;V: Fix the Gravity Room Woman!!&lt;br /&gt;MV: Stay outta my way while I destroy the world Woman!!&lt;br /&gt;Bulma: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Madhatter: Awwww can't you just feel the love.&lt;br /&gt;SV: Stop ignoring me, I am the prince of Saiyans!!&lt;br /&gt;V:No Iam the prince!!&lt;br /&gt;MB: No Iam the prince!!&lt;br /&gt;SV: I suppose there is only one thing to do.....&lt;br /&gt;V: We must.....&lt;br /&gt;MV: Fight to the death....&lt;br /&gt;All Vegetas at once: FOR THE TITLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Madhatter:And Bulma can be an added bonus to the prize!!&lt;br /&gt;V: No way none of these bastards are touching my wife!!&lt;br /&gt;Bulma: *Blush*&lt;br /&gt;MV: Hey what do you mean your wife?! *Pulls Bulma over to him*&lt;br /&gt;Bulma: OHHH I like blondies....&lt;br /&gt;V: HEY! Get your hands off my woman!&lt;br /&gt;MV: Excuse me, she's MY woman! I love her more!&lt;br /&gt;V: But your evil!&lt;br /&gt;MV: So.....(Takes out a knife with a heart on it)....haven't you ever heard of tough love....&lt;br /&gt;Bulma: O.O........HELP!!&lt;br /&gt;SV: Look at you guys fighting over a pathetic human woman! Neither of you deserve the title of Prince of the Saiyans!!&lt;br /&gt;MV: Awww shutup your jealous cause you haven't had a chance to hit that ass!(Smacks Bulma on the butt)&lt;br /&gt;Bulma: O.O.........&lt;br /&gt;V: O.O .........&lt;br /&gt;Madhatter: O.O.......WHAT THE FUDGE!&lt;br /&gt;MV: Hey I suggest you stop staring or your going to get a taste of this too.&lt;br /&gt;Madhatter: Oh please Master!! *Bends over*&lt;br /&gt;MV: Perv....&lt;br /&gt;Madhatter: *Smiles* Only for you my darling&lt;br /&gt;SV: Is this human really that special??&lt;br /&gt;V and MV: *nods*&lt;br /&gt;SV: Hmmmm....perhaps if I had a sample...*reahs out towards Bulma*&lt;br /&gt;V: NO WAY I'M NOT SHARING!!&lt;br /&gt;MV: DITO!!&lt;br /&gt;Madhatter: *Blush* This is really gonna start some problems in the bedroom....&lt;br /&gt;Bulma: *Blush* Why did you bring that up?!&lt;br /&gt;Madhatter: To cause drama of course!!!!&lt;br /&gt;V: I suppose......&lt;br /&gt;SV: We'll have to...&lt;br /&gt;MV: Learn to....&lt;br /&gt;All Vegetas at once: TAKE TURNS!!&lt;br /&gt;Bulma: NOOOOOOO I WON'T SURVIVE!! I DON'T WANT TO DIE IN A TRIPLE X THROW DOWN!!! *Runs for the hills*&lt;br /&gt;All Vegetas at once: No Bulma wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;Madhatter: Well now that their relationship is totally fixed my work here is done. *Leaves to write more messed up fanfics*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-1556755217876138465?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/1556755217876138465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=1556755217876138465' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/1556755217876138465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/1556755217876138465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/08/fanfic-to-vx3.html' title='Fanfic to : Vx3'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-1962570752507157940</id><published>2007-08-24T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T10:04:37.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.......Freaking Liars</title><content type='html'>*Heavy Sigh* I was thinking about my first kiss recently and I realized love isn't all it's made out to be. *Dreamy sigh* I remeber reading a story that said a kiss tasted like starwberries and sunshine......THAT'S A LIE!!!&lt;br /&gt;I've been kissed, and enough to know it's not that cool at all. It tasted like nothing, like paper!! What is that!! They shouldn't let writers mislead people like that!! Oh well I can't exactly say I regret it, I mean I had to figure out the truth sometime.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-1962570752507157940?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/1962570752507157940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=1962570752507157940' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/1962570752507157940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/1962570752507157940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/08/freaking-liars.html' title='.......Freaking Liars'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-3079134786717893682</id><published>2007-08-24T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T05:55:29.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FANFICS!!!!</title><content type='html'>Alright I'm finally publishing fanfics here, yep that's right it was only a matter of time!! Mwhahahahahahaha so I'll be writing fanfics about the pictures on my blog unless you guys have any other ideas. So please put your ideas in your comments, *bows* thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-3079134786717893682?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/3079134786717893682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=3079134786717893682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/3079134786717893682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/3079134786717893682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/08/fanfics.html' title='FANFICS!!!!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-6472470274786852642</id><published>2007-08-24T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T05:52:43.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE SONG OF MY HEART!!</title><content type='html'>Here are the lyrics to "Love Shine" BY Riyu Kosaka&lt;br /&gt;I'll show the english version, but it is actaully sang in japanese:&lt;br /&gt;Love love love loveLalala love shine yeahyeahyeahYeah!&lt;br /&gt;"Sun shine!!"A sunny "blue sky"I take the light in my hands, a H.O.T bright premonition of love&lt;br /&gt;"Love beat!!"Gonna "heat up!!" this feelingBask in the lightAnd go to you&lt;br /&gt;Please, God, give me a little courageI feel a little more able to say “I love you”I’ll bump into youAs I am (“hey!”)Then get right downTo my love attack!!Let’s feel the momentAnd go, with a big smile!! ("let's go!")&lt;br /&gt;La la lalala laLa la lalala laLa la lalala laLa la la la&lt;br /&gt;La love you love you love you love you love sunshine&lt;br /&gt;The sad, bittersweetBeginning of our loveShines a light with a magical power!&lt;br /&gt;Please, God, watch over meA little longerI’ll tell you of this love that threatens to burst out of meLet it reach you!! Brighter, love shine!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-6472470274786852642?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6472470274786852642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=6472470274786852642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/6472470274786852642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/6472470274786852642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/08/song-of-my-heart.html' title='THE SONG OF MY HEART!!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-1578145268596506618</id><published>2007-08-24T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T05:48:19.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE SHINE!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I LOVE RIYU KOSAKA!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-1578145268596506618?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/1578145268596506618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=1578145268596506618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/1578145268596506618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/1578145268596506618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/08/love-shine.html' title='LOVE SHINE!!!!!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-7359256286739151372</id><published>2007-08-22T09:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T10:00:19.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! WANNA WIN A SAIYAN'S HEART READ THIS....</title><content type='html'>Ok I didn't feel like rewriting it so I'll just give you guys a link. I found this on the internet when I was going through one of my favorite fanfic author's stories. So first thing first I did not write this fanfic Lady Kaoru did!!!! Now link time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mediaminer.org/fanfic/view_ch.php/122343/418896#fic_c"&gt;http://mediaminer.org/fanfic/view_ch.php/122343/418896#fic_c&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-7359256286739151372?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7359256286739151372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=7359256286739151372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7359256286739151372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7359256286739151372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/08/hahahahahahahahahahaha-wanna-win.html' title='HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! WANNA WIN A SAIYAN&apos;S HEART READ THIS....'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-7500956839674675213</id><published>2007-08-06T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T19:13:31.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you ever need the "talk" listen to this song...</title><content type='html'>The Birds and the Bees by Jewel Akens&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell ya 'bout the birds and the beesAnd the flowers and the treesAnd the moon up aboveAnd a thing called "Love"Let me tell ya 'bout the stars in the skyAnd a girl and a guyAnd the way they could kissOn a night like thisWhen I look into your big brown eyesIt's so very plain to seeThat it's time you learned about the facts of lifeStarting from A to ZLet me tell ya 'bout the birds and the beesAnd the flowers and the treesAnd the moon up aboveAnd a thing called "Love" (Yeah!)When I look into your big brown eyesIt's so very plain to seeThat it's time you learned about the facts of lifeStarting from A to ZLet me tell ya 'bout the birds and the beesAnd the flowers and the treesAnd the moon up aboveAnd a thing called "Love"Let me tell ya 'bout the birds and the beesAnd the flowers and the treesAnd the birds and the beesAnd the flowers and the trees'Bout the birds(fade)And the bees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta it on cd if anyone wants it..........I also have the seat belt song.....but you don't want that trust me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-7500956839674675213?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7500956839674675213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=7500956839674675213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7500956839674675213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7500956839674675213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/08/if-you-ever-need-talk-listen-to-this.html' title='If you ever need the &quot;talk&quot; listen to this song...'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-8394268731327144989</id><published>2007-08-06T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T19:07:04.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!</title><content type='html'>*Blushs jumping up and down while hyperventalating* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!!!! OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!! I. Just. Found. The. Best. Thing. On. The. Internet. Ever. .......................get ready for what I will tell you will shock and amaze you!!! Ok what I found is..........A DANCING CHIBI VEGETA THAT MOVES AND SHAKES IT'S CUTE LITTLE SAIYAN ASS AT YOU! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!! I'M GONNA POST IT ON MY BLOG SO LOOK FOR IT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-8394268731327144989?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8394268731327144989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=8394268731327144989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/8394268731327144989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/8394268731327144989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/08/eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek.html' title='EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-7724257197726653084</id><published>2007-08-06T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T18:57:07.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dee Dee -Sharp Mashed Potatoes</title><content type='html'>*Eats a bowl of mashed potatoes while dancing*&lt;br /&gt;It's the latest, it's the greatest,Mashed Patato, ya, ya ,yaA Mashed Potato started long time agoWith a guy named Sloppy Joe,You'll find this dance is so cool to do,Come on baby, gonna teach it to you.Mashed Potato, feel it in your feet now,Mashed Potato, come on get the beat now,Baby, come on honey, come on baby.And then they dance it through and through,They look for records they can do it to,They got a dance was outta sight,Doin' the lion sleeps tonight.Mashed Potato, Ya a weem o wep a weem o wep,Mashed Potato, ya, ya, ya, ya,It's the latest, aw baby,It's the greatest, come on honey,Ya, ya ya, ya,Now everybody is doin' fine,They dance alone or in a big boss line,And they discovered it's the most, man,The day they did it to Please Mr. Postman.Mashed Potato, wait a minute, wait a minute,Mashed Potato, deliver de letter,It's the latest, come on baby,It's the greatest, oh honey,Ya, ya, ya, ya.Well they got with more and more,Ya ought to see 'em around the floor,The Mashed Potato ??????????They even do it to Dear Lady Twist.Mashed Potato, ya, ya, ya, ya,It's the latest, come on baby,It's the greatest, oh honey,Mashed potato, feel the groovy beat now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-7724257197726653084?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7724257197726653084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=7724257197726653084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7724257197726653084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7724257197726653084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/08/dee-dee-sharp-mashed-potatoes.html' title='Dee Dee -Sharp Mashed Potatoes'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-837999332157751848</id><published>2007-08-06T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T18:52:05.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...........</title><content type='html'>Ahhhhh the pain has finally stopped........*opens another another jumbo bag of twizzlers*.......don't judge me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-837999332157751848?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/837999332157751848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=837999332157751848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/837999332157751848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/837999332157751848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='...........'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-6417108414213838693</id><published>2007-08-06T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T18:50:15.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BIGGEST BETRAYAL!!</title><content type='html'>*Whinning in pain* Ahhhhhhh my tummy hurts sooooooo much!!! Ahhh....DAMN THAT JUMBO BAG OF TWIZZLERS!!!! HOW COULD A TASTY TREAT LIKE  THAT CAUSE SOOO MUCH PAIN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-6417108414213838693?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6417108414213838693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=6417108414213838693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/6417108414213838693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/6417108414213838693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/08/biggest-betrayal.html' title='THE BIGGEST BETRAYAL!!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-4981993291103208215</id><published>2007-07-15T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T10:26:27.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY GAARA!!</title><content type='html'>Wahhhhhh Gaara you cute bastard!!! You destroyed everything Sakura had left to believe in and all things she had left to remember!! All cause your jealous ass didn't want to share! YOU HORRIBLE HORRIBLE CUTE BASTARD!! (Aurthor's explation: I  you want to know what I'm talking about go to fanfiction.net and read: Cherry Blossoms Don't Bloom in the Desert by sakura182)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-4981993291103208215?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/4981993291103208215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=4981993291103208215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/4981993291103208215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/4981993291103208215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/07/why-gaara.html' title='WHY GAARA!!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-6998062544537843011</id><published>2007-07-15T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T10:20:40.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gaarasama lives!!</title><content type='html'>Ok this sucks they are killing off everyone I love in this fanfic! There are only two people I like still alive, Sakura and *Dreamy sigh* my Gaarasama!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-6998062544537843011?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6998062544537843011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=6998062544537843011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/6998062544537843011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/6998062544537843011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/07/gaarasama-lives.html' title='Gaarasama lives!!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-1467287960520714849</id><published>2007-07-15T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T10:06:20.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so mean...</title><content type='html'>I'm still reading my awesome story but, something happened..... You see I was reading and it was getting like REALLY good but then this kid like started screaming and crying in the story and was all:god shutup kid your ruining the story! But then.....a guy in the story announce....the boy's whole family had been massacred and he was the only one left alive!!!! Now I feel so bad for wanting the kid to shut up!! Wahhh I'm a bad person!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-1467287960520714849?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/1467287960520714849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=1467287960520714849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/1467287960520714849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/1467287960520714849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-so-mean.html' title='I&apos;m so mean...'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-8475032618869375462</id><published>2007-07-15T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T09:33:14.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GAARASAMA</title><content type='html'>GAARASAMA IS THE GREATEST AND YES I DID PUT SAMA AT THE END AND TO ALL THOSE WHO DON'T KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS IN JAPANESE IT MEANS I'M CALLING HIM MY *DREAMY SIGH* LORD GAARA.....DOESN'T THAT JUST SOUND WONDERFUL!!! OK I'LL BE SURE TO POST SOME PICS OF GAARA REAL SOON OK BYE BYE FOR NOW!!! *SUDDENLY GAARA APPEARS* OH MY GOSH LORD GAARA WAIT FOR ME MY LOVE!! *RUNS AFTER HIM*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-8475032618869375462?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8475032618869375462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=8475032618869375462' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/8475032618869375462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/8475032618869375462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/07/gaarasama.html' title='GAARASAMA'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-2045130221934953080</id><published>2007-07-15T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T09:24:26.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh I have been reading so many naruto fanfics&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00;font-size:78%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;lately and just now I found Mr. Right....or at least Mr. Right now. What I mean by this is I literally fall in love with stories and I just started reading this new one and it has everything a girl could want: a warped romance, a good writer, a wonderful summary, a good start, and it's being updated!!!!! I'm so happy *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sniff&lt;/span&gt;* I think it's the one! I here wedding bells!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-2045130221934953080?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2045130221934953080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=2045130221934953080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/2045130221934953080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/2045130221934953080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-my-gosh-i-have-been-reading-so-many.html' title=''/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-2273194333006665329</id><published>2007-07-14T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T08:12:50.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Airport Stripper</title><content type='html'>I saw this commercial where this guy ate a stick of gum and then started like dancing it was hilarious!!! And like he was at the airport and he started stripping so like he could put all his metal stuff in the bin cause ya know they gotta check that stuff anyway .....EVERYONE IN THE WORLD LOOK AT THAT COMMERCIAL!!! IT'S AMAZING!!....But it really doesn't make you want to eat the gum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-2273194333006665329?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2273194333006665329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=2273194333006665329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/2273194333006665329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/2273194333006665329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/07/airport-stripper.html' title='Airport Stripper'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-7130616778231243446</id><published>2007-07-14T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T20:13:49.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twizzler Trauma</title><content type='html'>*Tear* My sister just spent the last five minutes beating me with a twizzler.....and now she is beating me for eating most of them....*still eating a twizzler* well i'm not giving them up!!! *She is still beating me with them as I write this*........oh well if that's the price I have to pay for snacks....AHHHHHHH DAMN BETH STOP HITTING MY HANDS OR I CAN'T TYPE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-7130616778231243446?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7130616778231243446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=7130616778231243446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7130616778231243446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7130616778231243446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/07/twizzler-trauma.html' title='Twizzler Trauma'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-3948955103072721156</id><published>2007-06-25T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T13:48:15.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The coolest thing since sliced bread!!!</title><content type='html'>Vegeta that's right! I know I say he's awesome about a milliion times a day but I just read this fanfic with him in it and I was just totally reminded of how cool he really is!!! Eeeeeek VEGETA I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-3948955103072721156?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/3948955103072721156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=3948955103072721156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/3948955103072721156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/3948955103072721156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/06/coolest-thing-since-sliced-bread.html' title='The coolest thing since sliced bread!!!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-4215844584228868841</id><published>2007-06-15T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T14:28:54.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Howdy new friend!!</title><content type='html'>Well I ran out of fanfics lately and so started doing something I had put off for a long time....I started thinking and I've realized.....I need a new friend. It's not that I have a problem with the friends I have now, cause lord knows they're great but I've been mighty lonely lately. The madhatter needs to kill some time and the perfect way to do that is break in a new friend.....or maybe break that glass art project I've been working on. Either will really do swo if anyone thinks their life isn't messed up enough please leave a comment and something to contact you with. *Creepy Smile* Because the madhatter is looking for new victims hahahahahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-4215844584228868841?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/4215844584228868841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=4215844584228868841' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/4215844584228868841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/4215844584228868841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/06/howdy-new-friend.html' title='Howdy new friend!!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-7792730996274037257</id><published>2007-06-15T14:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T14:21:22.987-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I'/><title type='text'>My Promise To You</title><content type='html'>It'll be a cold day in hell before I wear leather pants.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-7792730996274037257?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7792730996274037257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=7792730996274037257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7792730996274037257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7792730996274037257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-promise-to-you.html' title='My Promise To You'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-8646756438254218510</id><published>2007-05-20T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T12:26:55.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WORST PICK UP LINE EVER!!!</title><content type='html'>HERE GOES THE WORST PICK UP LINE THE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WORLD&lt;/span&gt; HAS EVER SEEN (I READ IT IN A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;FANFIC&lt;/span&gt;): " You are the the unicorn that gallops through the crystal waterfalls of my soul." I'M&lt;br /&gt;SORRY BUT THAT'S JUST PATHETIC!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-8646756438254218510?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8646756438254218510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=8646756438254218510' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/8646756438254218510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/8646756438254218510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/05/worst-pick-up-line-ever.html' title='WORST PICK UP LINE EVER!!!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-213408826233148233</id><published>2007-04-11T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T07:00:25.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SING TO ME!</title><content type='html'>I love singers *dreamy sigh* they really get to me. *Heavy sigh* But I don't have any one to sing to me. Also the most romantic song is American Pie. Yes I said it, that is the most romantic song of all time! Most don't think this but if you really listen to the words you'll know what I'm talking about. It has a tragic ending, how is that not romantic? That song deserves a movie! And not the "American Pie" where that dude does a pie! *Shakes head in shame* That was just wrong. Oh yeah everyone go to &lt;a href="http://www.Youtube.com"&gt;www.Youtube.com&lt;/a&gt; and tpye in Love Letters IT'S SOOOO FUNNY! You'll get why I made the link when you watch it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-213408826233148233?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/213408826233148233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=213408826233148233' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/213408826233148233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/213408826233148233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/04/sing-to-me.html' title='SING TO ME!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-4070557497745169607</id><published>2007-04-11T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T06:50:36.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP!</title><content type='html'>I have to use the bathroom but I'm too lazy to get up......damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-4070557497745169607?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/4070557497745169607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=4070557497745169607' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/4070557497745169607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/4070557497745169607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/04/help.html' title='HELP!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-3993436381674488468</id><published>2007-04-11T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T06:49:19.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MORE RANDOM CRAP</title><content type='html'>What friend's backyard would you like the most to be buried in?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-3993436381674488468?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/3993436381674488468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=3993436381674488468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/3993436381674488468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/3993436381674488468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/04/more-random-crap.html' title='MORE RANDOM CRAP'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-7629606286468893293</id><published>2007-04-11T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T06:46:32.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOMBS AWAY!</title><content type='html'>My sister is having a party so....I NEED TO GET OUT THE HOUSE NOW!!! So I'm going to call up my peps hopefully one of them can give me a ride outta here!Also I feel like something bad is going to happen.....dinner with one of my close friend's parents. NO! I don't hate their parents I mean I think there cool BUT it will be very awkward!AND I CAN'T STAND BEING NERVOUS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;! But there is no way getting around it. *Tear* I gotta suck it up and do what I gotta do. That means I'm going to have to ask you......do you got any explosives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-7629606286468893293?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7629606286468893293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=7629606286468893293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7629606286468893293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7629606286468893293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/04/bombs-away.html' title='BOMBS AWAY!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-2829055574681961995</id><published>2007-04-11T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T06:35:23.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare of you</title><content type='html'>I LOVE NIGHTMARE OF YOU IT'S SOOOO FREAKING AMAZING!!!! O.K. IF ANYONE WANTS TO GET ME A PRESENT GET ME THEIR CD! I'M LISTENING TO "I WANT TO BE BURIED IN YOUR BACKYARD" (THAT'S A SONG BY THEM) ANYHO I'M JUST ROCKING OUT LISTENING TO THEM AND WITH A SONG LIKE " I WANT TO BE BURIED IN YOUR BACKYARD" YOU KNOW I'M GOING THINK OF SOME GOOD RANDOM CRAP SO STICK AROUND BABY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-2829055574681961995?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2829055574681961995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=2829055574681961995' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/2829055574681961995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/2829055574681961995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/04/nightmare-of-you.html' title='Nightmare of you'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-788465679176447292</id><published>2007-04-01T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T14:52:58.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MIKA MADNESS!</title><content type='html'>OK I DEMAND EVERYONE GOES TO AOL MUSIC RIGHT NOW AND LISTENS TO 'Life in Cartoon Motion' (THAT'S THE FULL CD OF &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MIKA&lt;/span&gt;) THIS IS NOW MY FAVORITE BAND OR SINGER....I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE HELL THEY ARE BUT YOU MUST LOVE THEM  TOO! SO GO LISTEN AND LOVE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-788465679176447292?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/788465679176447292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=788465679176447292' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/788465679176447292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/788465679176447292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/04/mika-madness.html' title='MIKA MADNESS!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-429534453222330615</id><published>2007-03-25T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T15:00:19.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nickslife124 # 3</title><content type='html'>Sorry I threw that stick and it hit you in the groin, you make me hunky &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dory (might be spelled wrong it means happy *tear* I was trying to be creative). Anyways slap a pack of ice on it and suck it up! Oh wait I'm suppose to be nice in this post.......sorry I forgot how........ok bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-429534453222330615?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/429534453222330615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=429534453222330615' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/429534453222330615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/429534453222330615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/03/nickslife124-3.html' title='Nickslife124 # 3'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-6218943583209870603</id><published>2007-03-25T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T14:53:59.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nickslife124 # 2</title><content type='html'>Sorry I ditched the second mission to go to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nonexistent&lt;/span&gt; doctors &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;appointment&lt;/span&gt; and never came back, you're super fly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-6218943583209870603?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6218943583209870603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=6218943583209870603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/6218943583209870603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/6218943583209870603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/03/nickslife124-2.html' title='Nickslife124 # 2'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-5108384079999506336</id><published>2007-03-25T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T14:52:15.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nickslife124 # 1</title><content type='html'>Sorry I never came to the secret mission you're super cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-5108384079999506336?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/5108384079999506336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=5108384079999506336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/5108384079999506336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/5108384079999506336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/03/nickslife124-1.html' title='Nickslife124 # 1'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-6141514594063547269</id><published>2007-03-22T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T16:11:24.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Explaining....</title><content type='html'>The madhatter was sick but she's all better now sorry to all that worried I love you all now I must go make some calls bye bye my darlings, parting is such sweet sorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-6141514594063547269?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6141514594063547269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=6141514594063547269' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/6141514594063547269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/6141514594063547269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/03/explaining.html' title='Explaining....'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-8782385539926431930</id><published>2007-03-22T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T16:09:21.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HI LET THE CHAOS BEGIN!</title><content type='html'>I'M BACK JACK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-8782385539926431930?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8782385539926431930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=8782385539926431930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/8782385539926431930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/8782385539926431930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/03/hi-let-chaos-begin.html' title='HI LET THE CHAOS BEGIN!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-7943346900731473839</id><published>2007-02-27T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T16:37:38.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>V X B FOREVER!!</title><content type='html'>HI EVERYONE I JUST WANTED TO SAY I'M A VEGETA X BULMA GIRL AND I'M PROUD! VEGETA AND BULMA FOREVER! I DON'T CARE HOW THE WORLD FEELS DRAGON BALL Z IS AWESOME! (But not as cool as Slayers).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-7943346900731473839?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7943346900731473839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=7943346900731473839' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7943346900731473839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7943346900731473839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/02/v-x-b-forever.html' title='V X B FOREVER!!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-7710590426891319989</id><published>2007-02-25T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T14:04:04.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>COME BACK CABARET!</title><content type='html'>(TEAR) WHY DO I FEEL SAD UNE CABARET UNE CABARET TO CABARET WAHHHHHHHH NOW I WANNA SEE THE CABARET!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-7710590426891319989?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7710590426891319989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=7710590426891319989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7710590426891319989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7710590426891319989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/02/come-back-cabaret.html' title='COME BACK CABARET!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-828130056450709009</id><published>2007-02-25T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T14:02:33.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!</title><content type='html'>I HATE MY POEMS! THEY SUCK SOMEONE WRITE THAT IN A COMMENT! NEVER HAVE I SEEN A FORM OF SELF EXPRESSION SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO UGLY AND DUMB! THAT'S IT NO ONE SAY ANYTHING ABOUT THEM I DON'T EVEN WANT TO THINK ABOUT THEM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-828130056450709009?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/828130056450709009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=828130056450709009' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/828130056450709009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/828130056450709009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/02/nooooooooooooo.html' title='NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-839352129516500329</id><published>2007-02-25T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T13:59:49.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gigi is a warning to high schoolers</title><content type='html'>Well I'm a bit tired from that last rant but back to Gigi the reason the kids at my high school are like those rich dudes is cause we got waaaaay too much time on our hands and throw our selves into relationships that just don't work out. Even I do it. And it always seems like love. Oh it makes me sick to here them in the hall : "Oh I love you" "Oh yeah it's forever baby" Then two weeks later they've broken up and claim it wasn't love but now this new bimbo or dude they found is who they truly love. Oh don't make me laugh they wouldn't know what love was even if it bit them in the ass! I mean sure I'll never be able to return love or atleast not at this point of my life but I know it's not what they have! It's like in Gigi the eternal spring, but what happens when it's over. Can you really call it an etrenal spring and for that matter can you even call it love if you both were just acting a part? NO! I know people need other people but I rather be alone if that means everything we had was never real. To them it's all a game something to amuse themselves that's why we need child labor! No I'm just joking about the child labor but maybe all need more hobbies or something. Also maybe you might like someone more than a friend but why does it always got to be that means you love them? Maybe it's just a deep friendship or(by the way hate is bad) a consuming hate gone terribly bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-839352129516500329?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/839352129516500329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=839352129516500329' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/839352129516500329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/839352129516500329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/02/gigi-is-warning-to-high-schoolers.html' title='Gigi is a warning to high schoolers'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-5236623113270854270</id><published>2007-02-25T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T13:39:31.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SO WHAT IT'S MY LIFE!</title><content type='html'>OK I DEMAND WE CHANGE THE SUBJECT I'LL GO BACK TO GIGI IN A SECOND I READ A COMMENT AND GOT MAD but I'm not mad at you commenter.....ANYHO NOT FACING YOUR EMOTIONS IS WEAK RIGHT WELL DAMN IT AIN'T I ALLOWED A WEAK MOMENT, HUH? I THINK I'M PRETTY STRONG SO LET ME HAVE A WEAK POINT! I'M ONLY BEING HUMAN! MAYBE ONE DAY I MIGHT LEARN FROM IT (MUTTERS UNDER BREATH): HA LIKE WHEN HELL FREEZES OVER. (STOPS MUTTERING): SO I'M NOT PROUD OF IT BUT WE ALL HAVE OUR BAD TRAITS RIGHT? LIKE THE FACT I'M DRIFTER. I JUST DON'T LIKE THE IDEA OF BEING TAMED SO I DON'T STAY IN ONE PLACE TOO LONG, WHAT'S WRONG WITH THAT I ALWAYS GO BACK AND VISIT OR TRY WHATEVER I TRYED ONCE OR TWICE AGAIN BUT I CAN'T STAY FOR GOOD. HECK THE ONLY REASON I CAN STAY IN TRACK IS IT INVOLVES RUNNING SO I DON'T FEEL TRAPPED. I MEAN I DON'T EVEN KEEP MY HAIR TAMED! IT'S CRAZY ENOUGH I FEEL WILD AND YET CRAZY ENOUGH TO A STORE CLERK WILL TALK TO ME. SO I CAN BE WEAK WELL I'M DUE A WEAK MOMENT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-5236623113270854270?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/5236623113270854270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=5236623113270854270' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/5236623113270854270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/5236623113270854270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/02/so-what-its-my-life.html' title='SO WHAT IT&apos;S MY LIFE!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-2734988719381352671</id><published>2007-02-25T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T13:24:39.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every kid and the greatest movie!</title><content type='html'>Well I saw the best movie EVER! Why does everything I like come from France? Well cause France is cool my silly Madhatter! Oh damn there I go talking to myself again but anyways this movie enlightened me! It's called Gigi I saw the orginal version. Anyho it took place in Paris like the Cabaret! But about all these rich peps who cause they didn't have to have jobs amused themselves in romance! They were all in love and yet none of them were. They were all just lpaying with eachothers hearts so they could boast their ego or get cool stuff. Anyho theres like this guy named Gaston and in the movie his Uncle says to him:"I'm so proud of you your first sucicide cheers to this and all your many more to come!" (Cause Gaston made this girl try to commit sucicide) O.k. I'm just gonna say it that's messed up! Well anyho this dude likes this girl. He like watched her grow up then she grew up and they fell inlove. So he wants her and him to have the same relationship he has with other girls. Dumd ass. But anyways he realizes that's not real love but he doesn't want to get married cause he's a playboy. Well he marries her but I don't give a damn about that cause those rich peps are like every kid in my high school!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-2734988719381352671?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2734988719381352671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=2734988719381352671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/2734988719381352671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/2734988719381352671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/02/every-kid-and-greatest-movie.html' title='Every kid and the greatest movie!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-8212916720656565918</id><published>2007-02-25T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T13:07:25.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BATHE IN BLOOD BABY!</title><content type='html'>Well I've been having this dreams...they're not bad but they're blood baths....I mean really bloody I won't say anymore cause someone could be eating right now sooooooo...yeah but anyho then I read this book on dreams and it said blood was positive so I guess it's good I'm going insane AWESOME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-8212916720656565918?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8212916720656565918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=8212916720656565918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/8212916720656565918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/8212916720656565918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/02/bathe-in-blood-baby.html' title='BATHE IN BLOOD BABY!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-6976670762474381797</id><published>2007-02-25T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T13:01:37.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE IS A CABARET!</title><content type='html'>(ME SINGING):WILOMMEN UNE CABARET TO CABARET TO CABARET HAPPY TO SEE YOU TODAY! YES I THE MADHATTER BOUGHT THE CABARET CD AND NOW I ORDER YOU TO GO TO youtube.com AND WATCH Slayers Cabaret! NOW MY LOYAL MINONS GOOOOOOOOOOOOO! IT'S A BOAT OF FUN WHY I'M LISTENING TO IT RIGHT NOW!(ME SINGING): TWO LADIES TWO LADDIES AND I'M THE ONLY MAN YEAH! I LIKE IT THEY LIKE IT IT'S TWO FOR ONE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I DON'T BELIEVE IN THAT BUT IT'S A FUNNY SONG ON THE CD........HMMMMMMMM BUT TWO MEN SOUND NICE....NOTE TO SELF I GOTTA LOOK INTO THAT.......OK BYE BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-6976670762474381797?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6976670762474381797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=6976670762474381797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/6976670762474381797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/6976670762474381797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/02/life-is-cabaret.html' title='LIFE IS A CABARET!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-9188182257926781475</id><published>2007-02-17T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T04:24:28.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fanfic city baby</title><content type='html'>I'm soooo happy it's Feb. break I'm going to read sooo many fanfics!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-9188182257926781475?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/9188182257926781475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=9188182257926781475' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/9188182257926781475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/9188182257926781475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/02/fanfic-city-baby.html' title='Fanfic city baby'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-7033707892835416664</id><published>2007-02-17T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T04:21:38.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just being Random</title><content type='html'>I'm tired I can't move my legs I slept since five pm to midnight and then stayed up all night it's seven in the moring and I'm still going. Can't close my eyes but the light the horrible light is pouring through my window. Oh track is coming up March I'm soooooooo happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-7033707892835416664?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7033707892835416664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=7033707892835416664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7033707892835416664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7033707892835416664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/02/just-being-random.html' title='Just being Random'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-8212461103564099348</id><published>2007-02-17T04:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T04:13:36.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madhatter Musings #3</title><content type='html'>I have nothng to express&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to give&lt;br /&gt;No debt to pay&lt;br /&gt;I've grown old in youth&lt;br /&gt;More distant aloof&lt;br /&gt;And aware of the truth&lt;br /&gt;Isolation&lt;br /&gt;My form of meditation&lt;br /&gt;A solution is near&lt;br /&gt;I'll spend my time here&lt;br /&gt;Watch it take hold&lt;br /&gt;See the battle unfold&lt;br /&gt;You can't say you weren't told....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-8212461103564099348?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8212461103564099348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=8212461103564099348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/8212461103564099348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/8212461103564099348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/02/madhatter-musings-3.html' title='Madhatter Musings #3'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-7943988326918123114</id><published>2007-02-17T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T04:03:09.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madhatter Musing #2</title><content type='html'>Harold and his purple crayon&lt;br /&gt;The door to my childhood&lt;br /&gt;Now Harold is a man&lt;br /&gt;Well at least by he he should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The toys have been put away&lt;br /&gt;But the key was not lost&lt;br /&gt;Please harold say you'll come and play&lt;br /&gt;But youth is sold at a great cost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poem achieves nothing&lt;br /&gt;I do not cry&lt;br /&gt;If I find the crayon&lt;br /&gt;If I find the key&lt;br /&gt;If I stop time's hand&lt;br /&gt;If I let you live in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it be as it was&lt;br /&gt;And yet be as it be&lt;br /&gt;Turn the nob and we'll see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's make this our room&lt;br /&gt;It's a secret&lt;br /&gt;Come back soon&lt;br /&gt;No regrets&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you at noon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hide in the steps&lt;br /&gt;Weep in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Upon my heart you make your mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll fetch you at night&lt;br /&gt;Shield you by day&lt;br /&gt;When thet ask questions run away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk in silence&lt;br /&gt;Mute in noise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not notice I was a toy&lt;br /&gt;Find me broken on the floor&lt;br /&gt;And yet you still ask for more....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-7943988326918123114?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-4754627126330958381</id><published>2007-02-17T03:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T03:40:42.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madhatter Musings</title><content type='html'>I am not sad&lt;br /&gt;Any tear I shed is because I'm mad&lt;br /&gt;Any sorrow my heart may &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is because I'm mad&lt;br /&gt;I do not feel such pitiful emotions&lt;br /&gt;Through my my heart has lost all motion&lt;br /&gt;Frozen is how I wish to stay&lt;br /&gt;Time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;paralyzed&lt;/span&gt; living in yesterday&lt;br /&gt;The present is nothing but a vague dream&lt;br /&gt;As my sight slowly goes, I deny&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; I've seen&lt;br /&gt;Demons rip, and tear through flesh&lt;br /&gt;My mind remains a drifting mess&lt;br /&gt;Taunted and tainted by evil eyes&lt;br /&gt;Memories come and go&lt;br /&gt;My eye lids get heavy but I know&lt;br /&gt;What I've witnessed will remain&lt;br /&gt;The Devil will never be tamed&lt;br /&gt;But I do not cry in grief&lt;br /&gt;Those shameful tears are mine to keep&lt;br /&gt;Death does not come quietly the floor boards creak&lt;br /&gt;But not even him can make me weak&lt;br /&gt;I stand tall&lt;br /&gt;As I watch my limbs pinned to a wall&lt;br /&gt;Finger painting in blood&lt;br /&gt;Dirtier than nature's mud&lt;br /&gt;Candy canes made of bone&lt;br /&gt;Children cry and wait alone&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic&lt;br /&gt;Silent laughs and yet these loud cries&lt;br /&gt;KILL THEM BEFORE THEY SCREAM THEIR LIES&lt;br /&gt;Crack a smile wait awhile&lt;br /&gt;STOP! TAKE THAT PHONE OFF THE DIAL&lt;br /&gt;Sanity goes but laughter stays&lt;br /&gt;The puppets smile's grow everyday&lt;br /&gt;Fools I am not depressed my mind is clear&lt;br /&gt;And that is why I do not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;shed&lt;/span&gt; a tear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-4754627126330958381?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/4754627126330958381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=4754627126330958381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/4754627126330958381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/4754627126330958381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/02/madhatter-musings.html' title='Madhatter Musings'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-8358541270844878509</id><published>2007-02-17T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T03:16:03.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My weakest moment</title><content type='html'>Well I was listening to Billy Joel again anyways I was listening to Vienna (I'm at my aunts house so the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt; works). I saw so much of myself in the song. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Alot&lt;/span&gt; of bad traits actually but it's who I am which is why I'm part crazy. But it's taking it's toil at this rate I'll get gray hairs by next year. I'm moving too fast through life and in the panic I've left myself behind well at least my heart. I just feel if I don't work hard I won't be anything fading away is one of my biggest fears. I HAVE TO BE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SUCESSFUL&lt;/span&gt;! I have to be pretty and I have to feel next to nothing so I can achieve it and nothing can drag me down. My standards are slowly killing me and I've accepted it. But how do we know how much a human can endure if we don't try, if we don't put it to the test. Even if I have to put my sanity on the line.I can't handle the thought of dying settling for less than what I could get, do, see, and understand. Also I have this thing of feeling that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;everyones&lt;/span&gt; feelings are my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;responsilibty&lt;/span&gt;. Except if the person truly deserved what ever they felt. But I feel because if someone right &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;infront&lt;/span&gt; of you is hurting how can you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;possiblily&lt;/span&gt; deny them comfort (except if they deserved it).&lt;br /&gt;I never had anyone to catch me when I fell and at this point my pride will never allow me to.&lt;br /&gt;I mean I was sometimes offered comfort but the action is always empty because they have no idea what they are giving comfort for, they don't understood and when I told them they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; ignored it because they could not handle it. And so a mother left a child to cry alone countless times in the dark. After I was denied understanding by my mother I just gave up on someone understanding me. I dried my tears and began to ignore them myself. Then I was denied love. This is truly when apart of me died. I had experienced real love it was not a romantic love but it was still love like friendship but only so much more. I trusted them with my soul and would give my life in a heart beat if they told me so. But then they chose the rest of the world over me and didn't want me anymore. I suffered an a whole year of the silent treatment from them and like a fool I took them back without a second thought when they wanted me again. But again I just can't compete with the rest of the world and they left me again. Time and time again till the point I had to say no it killed me to though. Then they left for good without even telling me. My father. I no longer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; in love and it kills me that I will never be able to return that feeling to anyone not even my friends. I do care for my friends deeply but there will always be wall between us. I do believe love is out there for other people and my true love will be nothing but a deep friendship never reaching the level of love. So I try to be angel to others and save them, comfort them, and sometimes just let them feel pain so they can see the truth. But can you really be an angel without a heart? There is so much irony in my life it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt;. I can find so many things in my life romantic like a simple breeze in the spring or just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; tragedy falling down a staircase. But I will never be able to experience romance funny, huh? And I know the only way I'll be at peace is when I'm dead. But I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; many years to go before that. But chaos is now a fond friend of mine conflicts make this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt;. But it'll be nice one day hear I don't have anything left to do and no one left to take care of and then maybe I'll remember my heart till then though I have to forget it. But I'll keep smiling my mom would get upset if I cried and she's already convinced herself nothing is wrong so I'll my best to live up to that dream. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-8358541270844878509?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8358541270844878509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=8358541270844878509' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/8358541270844878509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/8358541270844878509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-weakest-moment.html' title='My weakest moment'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-4796515746499993363</id><published>2007-02-16T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T11:59:33.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Madhatters way of saying sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nickslife&lt;/span&gt;124 I'm sorry that poem before I wrote before I promised to make you your own post! I had stuff to do last night like napping, reading &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fanfics&lt;/span&gt;, and...nothing. And doing nothing is very important! Besides this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fanfics&lt;/span&gt; I love hasn't been updated so I'm sad! SO JUST DEAL WITH IT! But I still care so now that I'm bored I've made you your post. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Completely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sarcastic&lt;/span&gt;): Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nickslife&lt;/span&gt;124 you're so cool and great. And awesome and blah blah blah blah. And you're the best at blah blah blah blah. You also look very ....well I got nothing nice to say so I won't say anything at all. Well four eyes you got what you wanted so be happy! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA A'INT I NICE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-4796515746499993363?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/4796515746499993363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=4796515746499993363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/4796515746499993363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/4796515746499993363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/02/madhatters-way-of-saying-sorry.html' title='The Madhatters way of saying sorry'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-4794859279740966966</id><published>2007-02-15T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T12:02:39.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madhatter V-day dance party!</title><content type='html'>(Me singing) Roses are red flowers are blue&lt;br /&gt;                       If you don't piss me off of I won't kill you&lt;br /&gt;                       If you don't betray my trust&lt;br /&gt;                       I won't make a fuss&lt;br /&gt;                       I can be kind&lt;br /&gt;                       And suprisingly cool&lt;br /&gt;                      But don't forget I can be cruel&lt;br /&gt;                      My love reachs twenty feet tall&lt;br /&gt;                      But you could have an accidental fall&lt;br /&gt;                      I can take everything you love and leave you for dead&lt;br /&gt;                      So keep one eye open when you go to bed&lt;br /&gt;                      You make think you already have nothing but let's put it to the test&lt;br /&gt;                      Because darling I can assure you, you can have less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA HA HA HA! I just had to show a dark side of valentine's day. This is not written to anyone so no need to freak out if your one of my friends......or maybe you should....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-4794859279740966966?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/4794859279740966966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=4794859279740966966' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/4794859279740966966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/4794859279740966966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/02/madhatter-v-day-dance-party.html' title='Madhatter V-day dance party!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-2901826094477273739</id><published>2007-02-15T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T11:48:17.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>V-day Hooray!</title><content type='html'>It's the day after Valentine's day but I'm still gonna talk about it. Well I think Valentine's day is for what you value most and what I value most is friendship (I know I sound corny). And I know this holiday is nothing but a hallmark scam but still here's a post for all my buds!&lt;br /&gt;Enaelis you're super fly!&lt;br /&gt;Laurnism you take my breath away!&lt;br /&gt;Athensquill you got everything I'm looking for baby!&lt;br /&gt;Ranguvar shake it, but don't break it, took your mama nine months to make it!&lt;br /&gt;Lizzie oh baby you make me dizzy!&lt;br /&gt;Leila you make my world go round!&lt;br /&gt;Naksen-ndc you redefine awesome!&lt;br /&gt;Jack (by the way your code name is retarded) baby got back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-2901826094477273739?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2901826094477273739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=2901826094477273739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/2901826094477273739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/2901826094477273739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/02/v-day-hooray.html' title='V-day Hooray!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-7704789848447024745</id><published>2007-01-27T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T21:16:47.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My wish</title><content type='html'>I do hope I have an more orginal sister someday it's kinda annoying being the one who can step out the box here. I mean it's one thing to act like you have a new kind of view on life but a whole other thing to really do it. Oh well I always new I'd meet someone normal someday I just thought my own flesh and blood would be a bit more of their own person instead of a faceless person like most of the world. COME ON PEOPLE BREAK OUT SDHAKE IT UP A BIT! I do admit at times she can be crazy(then she is fun) but most of the time*sigh* the only thing diffrent about her is her out of control immature temper.(breaks out laughing) And to think she's suppose to be the oldest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-7704789848447024745?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7704789848447024745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=7704789848447024745' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7704789848447024745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7704789848447024745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-wish.html' title='My wish'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-1765163394125365196</id><published>2007-01-27T21:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T21:09:55.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ONE AND ONLY SO SORRY FONY</title><content type='html'>THERE IS A SOMEONE OUT THERE LURKING ON BLOGGER.COM SHE IS WELL I FORGOT HER SCREEN NAME. HA SORRY NOTHING ABOUT HER EVER STICKS WITH ME BUT SHE'S MY SISTER. POOR THING THOUGHT MY NAME WAS SO COOL SHE WANTED IT SO IF YOUR EVER IN THE BLACK FOX'S DEN AND YOU SEE THE ORGINAL MAD HATTER I KNOW YOU'LL BE SAD BUT IT'S NOT ME. BUT I DO HAVE A SECOND BLOG BUT THAT'S NOT IT. ANY HO THAT'S ALL PEOPLE WITH ANNOYING SISTERS I FEEL FOR YOU. BUT THEY ARE QUITE AMUSING AT TIMES AREN'T THEY!HA HA HA HA HA! SORRY BUT THAT WAS A BIT MEAN. Oh yeah I'm writing this fast sorry for any spelling errors.BUT THEN AGAIN NO THE MIS SPELLED WORDS ARE MY WORDS MY CHILDREN TO HAVE AND TO HOLD FOREVER!BYE NOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-1765163394125365196?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/1765163394125365196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=1765163394125365196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/1765163394125365196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/1765163394125365196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-and-only-so-sorry-fony_27.html' title='THE ONE AND ONLY SO SORRY FONY'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-4926695287181739934</id><published>2007-01-27T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T21:09:53.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ONE AND ONLY SO SORRY FONY</title><content type='html'>THERE IS A SOMEONE OUT THERE LURKING ON BLOGGER.COM SHE IS WELL I FORGOT HER SCREEN NAME. HA SORRY NOTHING ABOUT HER EVER STICKS WITH ME BUT SHE'S MY SISTER. POOR THING THOUGHT MY NAME WAS SO COOL SHE WANTED IT SO IF YOUR EVER IN THE BLACK FOX'S DEN AND YOU SEE THE ORGINAL MAD HATTER I KNOW YOU'LL BE SAD BUT IT'S NOT ME. BUT I DO HAVE A SECOND BLOG BUT THAT'S NOT IT. ANY HO THAT'S ALL PEOPLE WITH ANNOYING SISTERS I FEEL FOR YOU. BUT THEY ARE QUITE AMUSING AT TIMES AREN'T THEY!HA HA HA HA HA! SORRY BUT THAT WAS A BIT MEAN. Oh yeah I'm writing this fast sorry for any spelling errors.BUT THEN AGAIN NO THE MIS SPELLED WORDS ARE MY WORDS MY CHILDREN TO HAVE AND TO HOLD FOREVER!BYE NOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-4926695287181739934?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/4926695287181739934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=4926695287181739934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/4926695287181739934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/4926695287181739934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-and-only-so-sorry-fony.html' title='THE ONE AND ONLY SO SORRY FONY'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-6216859672356205436</id><published>2007-01-27T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T20:29:03.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A NEW HERO IS BORN!</title><content type='html'>I like the color red  it's nice. And it's the color of blood!Oh yeah my cross necklace tastes like blood. Or maybe my blood tastes like copper, that means metal flows through my veins, that means I'm a super human! Yes a new super hero is born! And I only work from 9:55 am to 10:00am. So they only got five minutes for me solve their problems or stop a bank robber. After those five minutes they're on their own I gotta have a life too.Also if everyone is having problems or about to die then some people will have sacrified so I can get in all my 23 hours of sleep and hanging out. So you see they really did die for the greater good. Cause I'm happy so like....even if they're not living so should they.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-6216859672356205436?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6216859672356205436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=6216859672356205436' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/6216859672356205436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/6216859672356205436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-hero-is-born.html' title='A NEW HERO IS BORN!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-69810532993401219</id><published>2007-01-27T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T20:17:37.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GRAY TAKES OVER STARTING TODAY!</title><content type='html'>Well my friend likes the color gray and after school he was talking about the rant he wrote about that color. And I really think that's positive! I mean everyone gets so depressed if their is like gray cause that means it's boring. But if you see the color gray in a new light then you won't be so sad. If we can all see the color gray for the great beckon of light it is! If we can all love the color gray then we can all love our selves.......maybe. Anyways he's starting a revelotion for the color gray and I'm behind him 100%! LIFE TO THE REVELOTION! It's so nice he has that point of view he might not know it yet, but he might be one of the most positive people ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-69810532993401219?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/69810532993401219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=69810532993401219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/69810532993401219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/69810532993401219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/gray-takes-over-starting-today.html' title='GRAY TAKES OVER STARTING TODAY!'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-5433244162216405844</id><published>2007-01-27T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T13:40:44.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad hatter dance party # 2</title><content type='html'>Another song I've been singing lately is this:(next is me singing): Freeeeeeeeeeeeee, free as the wind blows free as my elboooooows&lt;br /&gt;And that's all folks. Gosh I've got to get more sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-5433244162216405844?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/5433244162216405844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=5433244162216405844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/5433244162216405844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/5433244162216405844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/mad-hatter-dance-party-2.html' title='Mad hatter dance party # 2'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-2487841496150538387</id><published>2007-01-27T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T13:33:19.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad hatter dance party # 1</title><content type='html'>Well I've had a creative or insane blast and this is one the songs I've woken up singing lately (me singing): Some people cry&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   Babe some people dance&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   And the rest of the world is just&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   wetting their pants&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   But you see&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   De de de de&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   If it were me&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   De de de de&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   But don't you seeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-2487841496150538387?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2487841496150538387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=2487841496150538387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/2487841496150538387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/2487841496150538387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/mad-hatter-dance-party-1.html' title='Mad hatter dance party # 1'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-7186298844879445209</id><published>2007-01-27T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T13:02:32.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M BACK BABY</title><content type='html'>Yay I'm back! I've fell into a rut in my life and now I've finally pulled my sorry ass out. So now that I'm more or less back to normal I can throw my meaningless feelings back into the tiny black box that lays in what is left of my heart and get back to my pathetic life. Yay for living!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-7186298844879445209?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7186298844879445209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=7186298844879445209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7186298844879445209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7186298844879445209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-back-baby.html' title='I&apos;M BACK BABY'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-7471328000757593896</id><published>2007-01-23T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T14:20:45.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going away for awhile</title><content type='html'>I going to go read a horror fanfic with lots of blood and death that always makes me feel better well bye bye. I've stopped laughing so I guess on my terms I've stopped crying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-7471328000757593896?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7471328000757593896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=7471328000757593896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7471328000757593896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7471328000757593896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/going-away-for-awhile.html' title='Going away for awhile'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-4111708183174379706</id><published>2007-01-23T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T14:17:48.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love me Ducky</title><content type='html'>I wanna pet duck...at least they'd love me no matter what, well at least if I feed it....DAMN BIRD YOU ONLY LOVE ME FOR MY FOOD I'M JUST YOUR F**CKING MEAL TICKET! *Tear* I got mad again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-4111708183174379706?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/4111708183174379706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=4111708183174379706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/4111708183174379706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/4111708183174379706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/love-me-ducky.html' title='Love me Ducky'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-1995686163265822357</id><published>2007-01-23T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T14:13:36.114-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D'/><title type='text'>I GOTTA FIND A WAY TO HELP THEM ALL</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine is sad right now. Now I'm even sadder. I feel like it's my fault I should have tried harder to make them happy. It's just like poor Mr. Eastmen. Ya know the guy who made the kodack camera, I can't help but feel it's my fault that he killed himself. I know it doesn't make sense but I just feel if I said something or done something it wouldn't of happened. I know I couldn't have because I wasn't even born at the time. Still I feel it's my fault. So when I went to the eastmen house on a feild trip last year I tryed to talk to his ghost. I brought a candle and everything. Of course I never saw his ghost. I guess cause the candle I had wasn't lit but how was I suppose to sneak matches in?! And for that matter how the hell was I suppose to hide the smoke?! F**ck you eastmen, I did my best! Oh no I got angry I shouldn't have said that I'm sorry! I'm such a bad girl I really need to be better. Anyways I'll try to talk to eastmen again someday but until then... I VOW TO HELP ALL THE SAD PEOPLE ON THE EARTH, AS GOD AS MY WITNESS I WILL MAKES EVERYONE OF YOUR EMO ASSES HAPPY! THAT OR BEAT A SMILE INTO YOU! Oh no I got angry again sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-1995686163265822357?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/1995686163265822357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=1995686163265822357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/1995686163265822357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/1995686163265822357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-gotta-find-way-to-help-them-all.html' title='I GOTTA FIND A WAY TO HELP THEM ALL'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-847882611752157213</id><published>2007-01-23T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T13:55:27.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow man ha ha ha</title><content type='html'>My snowman is gone. I miss him. I can't stop laughing. My heart hurts. You see yesterday at lunch my friends and I ripped open a tiny snow globe. I took the tiny santa from inside I do not know why I call him my snow man I just do. Anyways I lost him in all the work I had to do at school and I can't find him. He was the only one I could talk to about my problems all day that wouldn't judge me. I'm a bad friend! He was so small and he trusted me to protect him and I lost him! I didn't deserve his friendship! For that matter I don't deserve the friends I have now! I just can't be around people right now and so I wouldn't ruin their happiness with my stupid problems I went outside. I thought if I didn't stand there sad they wouldn't be worried. But just going off made them more worried! I'm so selfish I was only thinking of myself. I need to become a better person so people won't waste their good time on me! I've got to become stronger! I will I promise! Then one day I'll be able to cry again, laughing just isn't as fun as it used to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-847882611752157213?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/847882611752157213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=847882611752157213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/847882611752157213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/847882611752157213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/snow-man-ha-ha-ha.html' title='Snow man ha ha ha'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-9007204077825858081</id><published>2007-01-23T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T13:39:51.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Drops ha ha ha I can't stop laughing</title><content type='html'>Today I was a little sad. I have been a little over whelmed lately and a bit crazy. It was so werid but just this moring I wanted to break down and cry. But I don't allow myself to do that anymore (it's weak well atleast for me) instead I taught myself to laugh instead. That's why I can break into laughter in the middle of the day, everyone thinks I'm happy but if you saw what's inside I'm crying my eyes out. Anyways when I was about to cry this moring I broke into song. Out of nowhere I began dancing and singing around my kitchen (next is me singing): Rain drops keep falling on my head. Oh how I wish that I were dead. Oh yes life really is a pest. In the cementary one day I will rest.(Done singing) Then I did a skip and a turn. I ended up singing that in my head all the way to the bus, on the bus and when I got to school. I don't know what's wrong with me. Normally it takes me a while to make a song but these words just slipped right out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-9007204077825858081?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/9007204077825858081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=9007204077825858081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/9007204077825858081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/9007204077825858081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/rain-drops-ha-ha-ha-i-cant-stop.html' title='Rain Drops ha ha ha I can&apos;t stop laughing'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-3112615320812012740</id><published>2007-01-21T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T16:43:44.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I think love is...kinda</title><content type='html'>I'm listening to this awesome song right now. Normally I don't like romance songs but this one is from japan and it's pretty good. It's about this girl who loves a guy who likes this other girl, a classic conflit. Anyways I know how that girl feels I've been in that place alot. But to tell you the truth no matter how much it hurts it makes me happy. When I find out my crush likes someone else I've stopped fighting it (well that is if it looks like I don't have a chance) but instead I devote my time to helping him get the girl. And that makes me soooo happy just to see them happy. Even if it's not with me atleast they're  with the one they love and lived learned to be content with that. And I can't help but smile when their heart is filled with so much hope and joy that they just might get that special someone even though that means I will never get mine. But that is truly loving someone right, being o.k. with the fact they will never love you and still being happy. Yes that is real love or atleast the way I see it. Besides I like helping them get someone better than being with them because then they will never get the chance to hurt me and know they are doing it. Oh no I'm rambling aren't I. I'll stop now I must sound so silly well goodbye now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-3112615320812012740?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/3112615320812012740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=3112615320812012740' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/3112615320812012740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/3112615320812012740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-i-think-love-iskinda.html' title='What I think love is...kinda'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-1468829111670588270</id><published>2007-01-20T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T17:32:59.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE THIS SONG</title><content type='html'>THE BAND NIGHTMARE OF YOU IS SOOOO COOL EEEEEEEEK! THE SONG IS CALLED MY NAME IS TROUBLE!Well I've had this secret And I feel it's time that you should know When I'm in your arms it turns me on But I've got a conscience too And it says my heart's never in tune With anything I do So this is the last time that I'll hold your hand I want to kiss you on the mouth and tell you I'm your biggest fan I'm your biggest fan I've had this secret And now it's time that you should know I was wrong for stringing along But circulating the streets in the pulsing heat I scoured your town, completely aroused And making love to your memory So this is the last time that I'll hold your hand I want to kiss you on the mouth and tell you I'm your biggest fan This is the last time that I'll hold your hand I want to kiss you on the mouth and tell you I'm your biggest fan Sad minion of mine Don't be so unkind I know I stole your coat You can have this song I wrote I've just crossed the line From fashion to crime It's such a perfect fit When I am wearing it Sad minion of mine Don't be so unkind I know I stole your coat You can have this song I wrote I've just crossed the line From fashion to crime So this is the last time that I'll hold your hand I want to kiss you on the mouth and tell you I'm your biggest fan This is the last time that I'll hold your hand I want to kiss you on the mouth and tell you I'm your biggest fan So this is the last time that I'll hold your hand (I wanna) Kiss you on the mouth and tell you I'm your biggest fan I'm your biggest fan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-1468829111670588270?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/1468829111670588270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=1468829111670588270' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/1468829111670588270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/1468829111670588270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-love-this-song.html' title='I LOVE THIS SONG'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-8168200825331285736</id><published>2007-01-17T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T17:00:21.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Billy....</title><content type='html'>I can't listen to any Billy Jole on Youtube.com or my google videos. I'm sad. It's so quiet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-8168200825331285736?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8168200825331285736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=8168200825331285736' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/8168200825331285736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/8168200825331285736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/billy.html' title='Billy....'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-2081927117851577409</id><published>2007-01-17T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T03:58:28.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks</title><content type='html'>I just wanna thank my friends for intoducing me to this place it's a very nice place to vent. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-2081927117851577409?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2081927117851577409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=2081927117851577409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/2081927117851577409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/2081927117851577409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/thanks.html' title='Thanks'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-3866635141259994243</id><published>2007-01-17T16:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T03:59:17.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Billy and the busy hands</title><content type='html'>My head hurts. My mom and sister were fighting again today. It got really nasty and physical. I don't cry anymore though. I taught myself not to cry after a while well at least when this happens. They broke a mop. I wonder if it's human to not cry when you see something that horrible....well if it is I rather be inhuman and remain stable. I threw myself into my work when it was over. Just rushing around trying to keep busy hands. But my head hurt, turned out I got a high stress fever, oh well. My friend called they were kinda happy, I like it when people I know are happy then I can pretend I'm them and I'm happy too. In the end I rushed down here on the computer to stay busy and work on a project. But on the way I passed my mom's room and on her T.V. a Billy Jole song played Billy Jole always helps me calm down. Listening to it I broke down and cried inside but won't let myself cry on the outside. I felt better and did my project then came here. I have to buy a Billy Jole C.D. sometime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-3866635141259994243?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/3866635141259994243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=3866635141259994243' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/3866635141259994243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/3866635141259994243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/billy-and-busy-hands_17.html' title='Billy and the busy hands'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-3675945978266095675</id><published>2007-01-15T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T12:00:15.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOODBYE ALL</title><content type='html'>*Blush* Oh my, my emotions were showing in that last post but hurry up and cover them back up cause I gotta go do some homework I've been putting off tata for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-3675945978266095675?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/3675945978266095675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=3675945978266095675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/3675945978266095675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/3675945978266095675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/goodbye-all.html' title='GOODBYE ALL'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-3050041968899934069</id><published>2007-01-15T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T11:56:42.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOUNDS SO NICE</title><content type='html'>And she will be loved , yes she will beloved....sounds like a fairy tale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-3050041968899934069?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/3050041968899934069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=3050041968899934069' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/3050041968899934069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/3050041968899934069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/sounds-so-nice.html' title='SOUNDS SO NICE'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-7076243927924664442</id><published>2007-01-15T10:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T10:15:52.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CREATNIG ED</title><content type='html'>It's done I've decided to make that guy at school my own personal Edward! That or at least ask him if I can call him that. I'll have to buy alot black leather to make him my Edward though. I don't think I'll go to the lenghts of cutting off his right arm but i will have to do something with it......maybe wrap it in tin foil!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-7076243927924664442?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7076243927924664442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=7076243927924664442' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7076243927924664442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7076243927924664442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/creatnig-ed_15.html' title='CREATNIG ED'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-2856243124828299542</id><published>2007-01-15T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T10:10:20.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STUCK ON YOU</title><content type='html'>I can't stop taking your romance with Edward quizes I just can't stop loving him so much he's in my soul! Oh Ed why do you toture me so. You know I used to hate the name Edward now it's music to my ears! Oh Edward! Someone help me! I can't get him out of my head!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-2856243124828299542?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2856243124828299542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=2856243124828299542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/2856243124828299542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/2856243124828299542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/stuck-on-you.html' title='STUCK ON YOU'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-7898628767228488177</id><published>2007-01-15T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T10:06:58.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CALLING ALL EDWARDS</title><content type='html'>I know this guy at school who reminds me of Edward Elric from Full Metal Alchemist. And just like Edward baby he's toooooooooo darn cute! Why can't all guys be like Edward? Anways I've got to become friends with him and then get him to grow out his hair so he can bread it and then get him to dress in black like like my Edward baby. Damn I sound way too much like a fan girl I gotta go do something else then look at Edward pictures. But my dream dude would be just like my Edward baby even though I love Hiei from YYH more, my little Edward tops all in matters of my heart. Rock on Ed even though your not real you still have my heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-7898628767228488177?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7898628767228488177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=7898628767228488177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7898628767228488177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7898628767228488177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/calling-all-edwards.html' title='CALLING ALL EDWARDS'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-6614760733125128723</id><published>2007-01-13T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T19:35:04.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't talk to me if your about to say...</title><content type='html'>THE WORST PICK UP LINES EVER:1) Do you have a map I could borrow because I got lost in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;2) I lost my phone numder can I have yours&lt;br /&gt;3)That dress looks good on you but it would look better on my floor&lt;br /&gt;4) Do you know C.P.R. cause you take my breath away&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you wash your clothes in Windex cause I can see myself in your pants&lt;br /&gt;6) If I give you 10 dollars will you go out with me (that one sounds very tempting but the second date I would charge twenty)&lt;br /&gt;7) Are you legal?&lt;br /&gt;8) I forgot may way home can I follow you&lt;br /&gt;9) You + me -clothes divide your legs=the time of your life&lt;br /&gt;10) Do you feel ill cause I have a P.h.d. in sexual healing&lt;br /&gt;11)I only stole yur purse so I could talk to you&lt;br /&gt;12) Have you ever been in prison cause it should be a crime to look that good&lt;br /&gt;13) Someone call 911 my heart just stopped&lt;br /&gt;14) the one about falling out of heaven( we all know it so I'm not writing it out)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-6614760733125128723?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6614760733125128723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=6614760733125128723' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/6614760733125128723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/6614760733125128723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/dont-talk-to-me-if-your-about-to-say.html' title='Don&apos;t talk to me if your about to say...'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-2397267004802059416</id><published>2007-01-13T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T19:11:35.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When all goes wrong bullshit your way through</title><content type='html'>I remember the day I finally learned my right from left I was about eight then meaning I was in the 3rd grade. I was in church that day when the miracle happened. You see my parents had tryed everything to teach me my right from my left the even wrote it on my shoes but still nothing worked. They even tryed that thing with the L's which I still don't get to this day. Then along the way they stopped trying and so did I. Then one I was in church and my sunday school teacher asked all the kids to raise their right hand. I of course raised my left hand cause I didn't know the diffrence. Then she came over to me and said : No sweetie (then raised the right one for me) Then that's when it happened! I saw on my right arm there was a beauty mark I guess I had there all my life I just hadn't noticed before. Then I looked to my left hand and saw there was none there and then I could tell my right from my left. Now all I have to do is look for which evr arm has the mark. Cool bullshiting your way through life is awesome. Next time I'll tell the story of how in the fifth grade I learned how to read normal clocks(you know the ones with the big and little hands)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-2397267004802059416?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2397267004802059416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=2397267004802059416' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/2397267004802059416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/2397267004802059416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/when-all-goes-wrong-bullshit-your-way.html' title='When all goes wrong bullshit your way through'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-4932781901974056650</id><published>2007-01-13T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T18:55:13.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The planner</title><content type='html'>On my school planner I drew happy skulls, bones and hearts.............I wonder if something is wrong with me.......nope maybe it's cause my shoes are on the wrong feet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-4932781901974056650?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/4932781901974056650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=4932781901974056650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/4932781901974056650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/4932781901974056650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/planner.html' title='The planner'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-3210542784017171056</id><published>2007-01-13T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T18:48:33.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I was a young lad...</title><content type='html'>When I was little I used to eat paper, sticks of butter, dig in the trash, take whatever was shiny and lick the thrown away candy wrappers. Then I grew up stopped doing all that and then it seemed all the magic in world faded away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-3210542784017171056?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/3210542784017171056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=3210542784017171056' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/3210542784017171056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/3210542784017171056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/when-i-was-young-lad.html' title='When I was a young lad...'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-8688904691270060921</id><published>2007-01-13T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T18:43:36.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat your damn cheeseburger and be happy your alive</title><content type='html'>I'm a little depressed now honestly......yeah really depressed. Gosh I'm so selfish people have it way worse than me! I should be happy to just have the problems I do, me and the rest of the damn teenagers in America! Where do we get off thinking we got it so bad? So what if you feel like no one understands you or your an outcast at your school, it comes with growing up get used it! You may think not everyone has to deal with what you got but unless your being abused or something you have no idea what real pain is! So suck it up!Kids right now in some places can't read (that's very sad and but you in very bad places) and don't have food while we sit here bellies full of our god damn American cheeseburgers living it up in our so called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sucky&lt;/span&gt; lives. God humans make me sick!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-8688904691270060921?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8688904691270060921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=8688904691270060921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/8688904691270060921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/8688904691270060921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/eat-your-damn-cheeseburger-and-be-happy.html' title='Eat your damn cheeseburger and be happy your alive'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-2377829116463049783</id><published>2007-01-13T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T18:27:53.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder if I should still eat it</title><content type='html'>Theres a M&amp;amp;M on the floor and the 15 seconds in the 15 second rule is up.*Tear* Oh no.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-2377829116463049783?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2377829116463049783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=2377829116463049783' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/2377829116463049783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/2377829116463049783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-wonder-if-i-should-still-eat-it.html' title='I wonder if I should still eat it'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-3099305974277842741</id><published>2007-01-13T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T18:24:09.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story of my life only I'm not eighteen and I don't have anyone to run to though I'm afaird to though..</title><content type='html'>MAROON 5 LYRICS"She Will Be Loved"Beauty queen of only eighteenShe had some trouble with herselfHe was always there to help herShe always belonged to someone elseI drove for miles and milesAnd wound up at your doorI've had you so many times but somehowI want moreI don't mind spending everydayOut on your corner in the pouring rainLook for the girl with the broken smileAsk her if she wants to stay awhileAnd she will be lovedShe will be lovedTap on my window knock on my doorI want to make you feel beautifulI know I tend to get so insecureIt doesn't matter anymoreIt's not always rainbows and butterfliesIt's compromise that moves us along, yeahMy heart is full and my door's always openYou can come anytime you wantI don't mind spending everydayOut on your corner in the pouring rainLook for the girl with the broken smileAsk her if she wants to stay awhileAnd she will be lovedAnd she will be lovedAnd she will be lovedAnd she will be lovedI know where you hideAlone in your carKnow all of the things that make you who you areI know that goodbye means nothing at allComes back and begs me to catch her every time she fallsTap on my window knock on my doorI want to make you feel beautifulI don't mind spending everydayOut on your corner in the pouring rainLook for the girl with the broken smileAsk her if she wants to stay awhileAnd she will be lovedAnd she will be lovedAnd she will be lovedAnd she will be loved[in the background]Please don't try so hard to say goodbyePlease don't try so hard to say goodbyeYeah[softly]I don't mind spending everydayOut on your corner in the pouring rainTry so hard to say goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-3099305974277842741?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/3099305974277842741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=3099305974277842741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/3099305974277842741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/3099305974277842741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/story-of-my-life-only-im-not-eighteen.html' title='Story of my life only I&apos;m not eighteen and I don&apos;t have anyone to run to though I&apos;m afaird to though..'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-6436254211300849574</id><published>2007-01-13T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T16:30:30.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE JUICE THAT GOTTA AWAY</title><content type='html'>I saw a bottle of Welch's 100% grape juice by the computer but then I came to find it was empty. *TEAR* Why are ther soooooooo many holes in heaven!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-6436254211300849574?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6436254211300849574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=6436254211300849574' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/6436254211300849574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/6436254211300849574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/juice-that-gotta-away.html' title='THE JUICE THAT GOTTA AWAY'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-7205256206640368494</id><published>2007-01-13T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T16:23:54.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOG ME BUT DON'T HOG ME</title><content type='html'>I like feeling free I don't like it when I feel like someone is trying to keep me all to themselves.It's flattering but freaky. BLOG ME BUT HOG ME AND FOR THAT MATTER DON'T DOG ME! (I hate when people nag me)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-7205256206640368494?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7205256206640368494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=7205256206640368494' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7205256206640368494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7205256206640368494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-me-but-dont-hog-me.html' title='BLOG ME BUT DON&apos;T HOG ME'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-6186902929962103693</id><published>2007-01-13T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T16:19:29.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FELLOW HUMANS</title><content type='html'>My special comdat killer hamsters have just invaded all your houses as of NOW! We offically delcare war. Prepare for battle cause I know Iam (Pulls out a gun and points it in your direction)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-6186902929962103693?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6186902929962103693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=6186902929962103693' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/6186902929962103693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/6186902929962103693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/fellow-humans.html' title='FELLOW HUMANS'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-924422620902482617</id><published>2007-01-13T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T16:14:50.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY DREAM IS TO HAVE A DREAM CAUSE THIS ONE SUCKS</title><content type='html'>If I could go back to being a toddler again and be able to get away with anything I'd pee in a top hat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-924422620902482617?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/924422620902482617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=924422620902482617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/924422620902482617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/924422620902482617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-dream-is-to-have-dream-cause-this.html' title='MY DREAM IS TO HAVE A DREAM CAUSE THIS ONE SUCKS'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-7041679342435162180</id><published>2007-01-13T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T16:26:25.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMN TROLLS</title><content type='html'>Ok there is this book in the library that I want to read and it's called *sigh* .......it's called The Trouble With Trolls and it's a picture book for kids and when I say kids I mean really small kids. (breaking down crying) It haunts me! I must read I MUST READ IT! It looks like it's got a great story inside. But I think people will think I'm dumb if I get it. Normally I don't care what people think but I can't stand it when they think I'm dumb! Sometimes I act dumb just for a laugh but I don't want people really thinking I'm dumb. But I can't stand it any more I must know what is the trouble with trolls,  are they  ugly, mean, dirty, green, blue, robbers, nasty,or do they sing off key. WHAT IS THE TROUBLE WITH TROLLS?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-7041679342435162180?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7041679342435162180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=7041679342435162180' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7041679342435162180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/7041679342435162180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/ok-there-is-this-book-in-library-that-i.html' title='DAMN TROLLS'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-3578337475509220986</id><published>2007-01-13T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T15:54:25.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY PLAN TO THE PERFECT MURDER</title><content type='html'>I wonder if I kill my friends pet butterly and then lay a gun in the cage will they think it shot itself. No, no one is that dumb (strokes chin) or are they? Damn why can't butterflies shot a gun?! But then if they could I really don't think people would be ruling the world right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-3578337475509220986?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/3578337475509220986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=3578337475509220986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/3578337475509220986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/3578337475509220986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-plan-to-perfect-murder.html' title='MY PLAN TO THE PERFECT MURDER'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-2217579413384649077</id><published>2007-01-13T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T15:48:46.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Butterfly</title><content type='html'>I've decided I have to kill a butterfly by riping it's wings off. Now before you start thinking I'm crazy listen to me. My coach in health asked us would we do that to a butterfly and we all said no but then he said would you kill a fly then we all said yes. That meant everyone valued beaty more over things. So, so I won't value beauty too much, cut down on my shallowness, and be ok with fact I'm plain I'm gonna rip off a butterly's wings. By the end of this I'll be able to kill any bug pretty or not see that's fair why should just the pretty ones live that hurts the feelings of the ugly ones. But I'm gonna have to wait till summer damn there are no butterflies in the winter, or is there? Ok I'm off to see if one of my friends has a pet butterfly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-2217579413384649077?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2217579413384649077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=2217579413384649077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/2217579413384649077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/2217579413384649077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/bye-bye-butterfly.html' title='Bye Bye Butterfly'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-5231269123328960372</id><published>2007-01-13T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T15:37:17.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone got a hammer?</title><content type='html'>I looked in the mirror today and realized I'm pretty plain.*Tear* I'm trying not to be shallow and just be ok with this but it's so hard.But I might have a solution. (Goes to break all the mirrors in house)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-5231269123328960372?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/5231269123328960372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=5231269123328960372' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/5231269123328960372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/5231269123328960372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/anyone-got-hammer.html' title='Anyone got a hammer?'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3898257748184666178.post-1931880155536786622</id><published>2007-01-13T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T15:33:34.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHO ATE ALL THE CANDY?</title><content type='html'>I was in the car and the song she will be loved played and I really got into it like always. All my life I wanted to save a person like that but now I realize I am that girl with the broken smile. If you ask anyone I'm always smiling and I'm  pretty happy but I don't think I've ever truly smiled in a long time. At this point it's to keep people from worrying about me. But I don't want anyones damn pity and don't think I'm feeling sorry for myself it's my own damn fault and I'm happy I'm paying for it. I should have been stronger and not let the world crush that part of me. I deserve this. I'll get stronger and I'll fix it. But I do wish I could find someone like that in the song who I could just run to them at any time and I wouldn't have to worry they would loose respect for me in my time of weakness. Someone who would just give hug even when I tell them I don't want it and I won't feel like they're pitying me. Man my friends will be pissed when they read this but this my blog! If you don't want the truth go talk to your parents. Any ways I'll just keep trying to get stronger or maybe one day I'll give up enough pride to let someone save me. It's like my life is a bowl of candy but everyone only left me the colorful wrappers *tear* you can't eat those.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3898257748184666178-1931880155536786622?l=iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/feeds/1931880155536786622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3898257748184666178&amp;postID=1931880155536786622' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/1931880155536786622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3898257748184666178/posts/default/1931880155536786622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iateasandwichtoday.blogspot.com/2007/01/who-ate-all-candy.html' title='WHO ATE ALL THE CANDY?'/><author><name>madhatter 3.0</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840891936514606935</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
