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  <title>The Great Fang the Sniper</title>
  <subtitle>World's Top Treasure Hunter!</subtitle>
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    <name>The Great Fang the Sniper</name>
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  <updated>2009-10-26T02:48:52Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gotthenack:28679</id>
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    <title>gotthenack @ 2009-10-25T20:31:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-26T02:47:38Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-26T02:48:52Z</updated>
    <category term="this sucks"/>
    <category term="marvelous queen"/>
    <category term="larry"/>
    <category term="arrrrrg"/>
    <content type="html">I don't wanna say that rain sucks but...No wait, yes I do. RAIN. &lt;i&gt;SUCKS.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This crap's prob'ly gonna rust the hell out of my bike! Dammit, you know how expensive it is to special-order aerobike parts for a classic model like the Queen? If any water's gotten into the propulsion I'll be on the internet all damn night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to move the damn thing inside and now my fur's soaking wet. I'm probably gonna catch somethin', this stupid crap weather screwing everything up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Oh yeah! Hey Larry, I couldn't find a towel, so's I just took the sheets off your bed and dried off with that. You know, just so you don't think ya wet the bed. Again.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gotthenack:28503</id>
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    <title>Private to everyone in the school EXCEPT LASH. All Lash's get lost</title>
    <published>2009-10-23T22:07:38Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-23T22:07:38Z</updated>
    <category term="oh god this is gonna suck a lot"/>
    <category term="at least i&amp;apos;ll get booze"/>
    <category term="private"/>
    <content type="html">Hey, I forgot how to turn human. Anybody got a thing that'll do that for me? You know, instantly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I'll go to the Birdcage, but I'm keeping the people who'll recognize me as low as I goddamn can.&lt;/s&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gotthenack:28294</id>
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    <title>gotthenack @ 2009-10-12T10:03:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-12T16:29:42Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-12T16:29:42Z</updated>
    <category term="i know ya love me"/>
    <category term="i secretly like gossip"/>
    <category term="tell me your problems so&amp;apos;s i can laugh"/>
    <category term="bored bored bored"/>
    <category term="be less boring"/>
    <content type="html">So was there something about the kitchen bear and then people went fake internet trick or treating or something? I dunno, reading the journal network lately ain't done nothin' but put me to sleep. You guys need to get more interesting, or I'll start &lt;i&gt;makin'&lt;/i&gt; things more interesting 'round here. &lt;small&gt;Gettin' free room and board ain't cuttin' it for me anymore.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...what's goin' on round here?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gotthenack:28101</id>
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    <title>gotthenack @ 2009-09-09T22:41:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-10T04:47:59Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-10T04:47:59Z</updated>
    <category term="man i have the best partys"/>
    <category term="larry"/>
    <category term="ooc note"/>
    <category term="drinkin&amp;apos; me troubles away"/>
    <lj:music>It'd better be nothin'...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hey, so if any of you were wondering where I was, which I know was all of you, I went to Daisy's ball, got bored, broke into the wine cellar, and...uh, well, nothin's really coming to me after that. All's I know is that I got back into FDC last night and the rest before that is a blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, maybe I'll swing by Sasaraland or whatever it was and see if they have a new wanted poster I can add to my collection. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and Larry; if ya have'ta come into my room open the door slow, and tiptoe. I'm sleepin' off a kind of a headache and if you wake me up I'll hang you from the cealing by a chain and use you as a spead bag. Just so we're clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((OOC note: Yep, Parcel's jumping off hiatus. Didn't much feel like spamming the main com with this, but I figured I oughta say something. So...yeah.))</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gotthenack:27695</id>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Confidence Booster</title>
    <published>2009-08-15T03:16:48Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-15T03:16:48Z</updated>
    <category term="writer&amp;apos;s block"/>
    <category term="body by fang"/>
    <category term="i always feel confident"/>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;What do you wear to feel confident?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;Sponsored by  &lt;a href="http://clk.atdmt.com/NYC/go/164548218/direct;at.nycvsb00000177;ct.1/01/" target="_blank"&gt;Body by Victoria&amp;reg;&lt;/a&gt; from Victoria's Secret.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=1025'" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=1025"&gt;View 504 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://view.atdmt.com/NYC/view/164548218/direct;at.nycvsb00000177/01/" border='0' width='1' height='1' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;((RP Journal))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two words: Bitchin'. Hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt; it, but you gotta admit it's a friggin' awesome hat!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gotthenack:27450</id>
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    <title>gotthenack @ 2009-08-04T16:55:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-04T23:18:40Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-04T23:18:40Z</updated>
    <category term="what&amp;apos;s everybody&amp;apos;s problem?"/>
    <category term="hey everypeople"/>
    <category term="what&amp;apos;s the deal?"/>
    <content type="html">Ya know, I dunno why everybody belly-aches at the bear after people change from his muffins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, a pair of bazongas the first time and free reign to run around without a care in the world the second? Yeah, you keep havin' your bake sales, Nancy! Don't let the guys who can't handle a little fun ruin an awesome thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss bein' a kid, but there's some grown up stuff ya just can't beat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speakin' of, &lt;b&gt;somebody get me a beer and a Reuben&lt;/b&gt;, would ya? Don't much care who. On rye, light on the sauerkraut. Take it up to me dorm, but don't hang around waiting for a tip 'cause you'd be waiting a long-ass time. And all you'd get is a cork in the nose. For standing around like a dipshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And make it snappy would'ya? C'mon, chop chop!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gotthenack:27261</id>
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    <title>Futuredated to Saturday</title>
    <published>2009-07-24T23:51:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-24T23:51:07Z</updated>
    <category term="i only deserve pipe dreams"/>
    <category term="narration"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They sure sparkled, the Chaos Emeralds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fang knew he was either going into a great dream or coming into the fortune of his life, to wake up and finding the Emeralds just...just &lt;i&gt;sitting&lt;/i&gt; there on the floor. He picked one of them -the yellow one- up and held it in front of his face to inspect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww...a little smudge! Wiping it on his chest should take care of that, and he'd wash off those black smudges it was leaving behind once he was rich enough to buy only the best brand of soap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black smudges. That shouldn't be happening...Looking at the emerald again was all Fang needed to get very, very angry. Part of it had worn away to reveal a mass of crumbling black ash under the shiny yellow coating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously some kind of elaborate trick thought up by Wave and Knuckles, Assholes. He threw the emerald across the room, only to have it explode in a cloud of black soot. Oh, this was gonna be a GREAT prank! Gathering up the rest of the fake emeralds in his arms, he pushed open the door and walked out the door and onto the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The street. Out of his dorm and into the street. This was making less sense by the minute  It was a grimy street too, like he'd walked into the bad side of town. Bits of trash were thrown all over, and the emeralds were gone. Only a few pieces of scrap were recognizable. Fang picked out the key machine he'd used to break into the students dorms, a rusted old .44, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Queeny!” The parted out carcass of the bike sat in a big heap of broken items. Fang ran to it, surveying the damage to his beloved machine. A broken mirror was tossed on top of the seat. Fang angrily went to clear it off, when he saw his own reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of a little kid or a teenage weasel, Fang saw himself as an old toothless drifter, his fur grown out wildly, dressed in a tattered coat, and glaring at him. And looking down at himself, he saw the exact same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ahhhh, go figger it out yershelf, ya big failure!” said Fang's reflection, before the mirror, frame and all, shattered into tiny fragments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fang turned around to see people crowding around him...Everyone he'd ever taken advantage of or tormented was there, milling around and staring at him. It was a good size crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the whispers started, low and soft at first, but growing louder and louder every minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Who's that?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I have no idea.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Never saw him before.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Poor guy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't pay him any mind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Loser."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What a failure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just ignore him."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, jeeze...He pulled the brim of his torn-up hat over his eyes. “Get losht," He heard himself say. "If ya ain't gon' gimmie any shange, shen bug off.” He looked up, and they were gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except a figure, wearing his hat and coat. It...sounded like that stupid Lucas kid...He couldn't quite pick out what it was saying at first, but the kid turned around and stared Fang right in the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I knew you weren't scary," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Fang was alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...Fuck."</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gotthenack:27006</id>
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    <title>[Locked from adults because they're all POOPIE-HEADS but probably really hackable]</title>
    <published>2009-07-22T01:19:24Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-22T01:19:24Z</updated>
    <category term="hey hey hey you guys!"/>
    <category term="i do awesome stuff"/>
    <content type="html">Hey I got the COOLEST IDEA EVER but nobody can tell any of the grown ups because they're STUPID and will try to mess it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK OK OK OK OK, so pretty much we get a bunch of shopping carts, take 'em to the tallest hill in town, get inside and RACE 'EM DOWN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah, I know what some of you WUSSIES are saying: I did it a lot when I was young the first time and it's not dangerous so NO WHINING. You can't come if you whine. It'll be lotsa fun so come or just sit on your butt like the LOSER you are!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gotthenack:26809</id>
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    <title>gotthenack @ 2009-07-20T07:57:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-20T13:59:33Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-20T13:59:33Z</updated>
    <category term="dorks!"/>
    <category term="imma kid now!"/>
    <content type="html">You guys are really STUPID!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all wake up with the same thing happened and everybody goes "what happened what happened what happened" like idiots when NOBODY knows what happened and it's STUPID and YOU'RE STUPID!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gotthenack:26429</id>
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    <title>OOC: Planning some mischief? A tricky treat!</title>
    <published>2009-07-11T03:16:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-11T03:16:44Z</updated>
    <category term="ooc post"/>
    <category term="planning"/>
    <content type="html">Heeeeeeey &lt;b&gt;Bret!&lt;/b&gt; Heeeeeeey &lt;b&gt;Chris!&lt;/b&gt; Heeeeeeey &lt;b&gt;Jim!&lt;/b&gt; Remember about &lt;a href="http://headmasterhand.livejournal.com/5328.html?thread=241616#t241616"&gt;this?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ulty/Knuckles/Max/Apple Kid/Bulba drinking log wherein Fang spikes the milkshakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I know we're all on different schedules and with different levels of availability, so I figured I oughta put up a post rather then try to get us all into AIM. So I wanted to see if we were all still on board for it and, if so, how we wanted to go about this/plan it/figure out all the logistics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, whaddya say? Are we all still interested?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gotthenack:26093</id>
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    <title>[Private to students, hack level 4]</title>
    <published>2009-06-19T23:14:29Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-19T23:14:29Z</updated>
    <category term="dad&amp;apos;s day"/>
    <category term="party hard"/>
    <content type="html">So, uh, who here ain't got a dad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I was figuring on a way I could get on the holiday celebration without a Pappy and all and I thought there had to be bunch of kids without dads who weren't doing nothing on Father's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I figured I'd throw a bash for the kids &lt;i&gt;without&lt;/i&gt; a dad, make it BATOB - Ya know, Bring A Ton Of Booze?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I just want an excuse to have a party, and no sense in letting all the people with &lt;s&gt;healthy&lt;/s&gt; families get all the fun! So, what say ya'll?</content>
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    <title>gotthenack @ 2009-06-06T16:40:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-06T22:56:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-06T22:56:44Z</updated>
    <category term="dad&amp;apos;s day"/>
    <category term="thinkin&amp;apos; about the future"/>
    <category term="cruise"/>
    <content type="html">So, yeah. Cruises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, if you all ever wanted me out of your hair, all you gotta do is buy me a boat to live on. Just think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess Father's Day is coming up? Whatever. Dads are overrated. Never met me own, and I turned out fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help but wonder what kind of dad I'd make, though...Probably raise that kid up to be the toughest sprog on the playground, I tell you that! Man, I'd be the best dad ever!</content>
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    <title>*This is probably an exaggeration...or maybe it isn't*</title>
    <published>2009-05-26T16:22:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-26T16:22:12Z</updated>
    <category term="writer&amp;apos;s block"/>
    <category term="i feel awesome!"/>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;How many different places (cities, houses, apartments, dorm rooms, etc.) have you lived in? Which is your favorite? And your least favorite?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=913'" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=913"&gt;View 502 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
((RP Journal))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't really say I've &lt;i&gt;lived&lt;/i&gt; anywhere. Sure did go a lot of places before I came here though! Wonder if they remember me at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably! You don't tend to forget a guy who causes that much worth of property damage! HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I feel awesome today! Feels like I could go rip up this dumb ol' town and throw it in the bin and nobody'd be able to stop me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I know just how I wanna do it too!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gotthenack:25234</id>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Look at Me/Don't Look at Me</title>
    <published>2009-05-17T21:54:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-17T21:56:46Z</updated>
    <category term="writer&amp;apos;s block"/>
    <category term="bored"/>
    <lj:music>Take me to bored town...</lj:music>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you seek attention or hide from it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;Submitted By &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_novarr' lj:user='novarr' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://novarr.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://novarr.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;novarr&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=901'" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=901"&gt;View 501 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((RP Journal))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you don't gotta &lt;i&gt;seek&lt;/i&gt; attention when it just falls in your lap, now do ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting bored with typing out my accent. A little. I dunno. Cool an accent as it is, you don't wanna overdo that stuff. I'd hate for people to quit paying attention when I talk, unlikely as that is, just cause they get bored of my accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, &lt;i&gt;I'm&lt;/i&gt; really bored! It's like there ain't nothing to do around here, except pry into journals and...go to class. One's boring right now, and one is always boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...Maybe I'll just go look for someone to give the pleasure of my company &lt;s&gt;whether they like it or not&lt;/s&gt;...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gotthenack:25060</id>
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    <title>((Just exploring Fang's parents a bit. Don't mind me))</title>
    <published>2009-05-10T23:51:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-10T23:51:31Z</updated>
    <category term="letter"/>
    <category term="mother&amp;apos;s day"/>
    <content type="html">Mother's day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, I don' really care 'bout holidays unless it involves gettin' stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;s&gt;Dear&lt;/s&gt; Hey, Mum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's things? I know ya like me ta write but I ain't been doin' it cause I don't know if yer outta solitary yet an' I know they don't let ya read letters in solitary. Congrats on gettin' out. An', hey, maybe that escape attempt'll pan out the &lt;u&gt;next&lt;/u&gt; time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got somethin' ta tell ya, Mum: I got into school! I know, I can't believe it either! Either they don' do background checks here, or me reputation ain't preceded me in Final Destination City. Go fig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don' worry: I ain't goin' legit. Wouldn't let me own parents down by not carryin' out th' family tradition. But, it's been fun here, ya know? Classes're borin' but it's fun ta boss th' otha students around an' cause havock. I almost got away with a big heist here, too! Missed gettin' away with it by &lt;u&gt;that&lt;/u&gt; much! Ain't tellin' ya who got me caught, 'cause I don' need ya sendin' 'im death threats, but I've punished him &lt;u&gt;good&lt;/u&gt; fer it! He won' try that again, lemmie tell ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta wrap this up, cause I think me stupid roomie might come in soon an' I don' want him ta see this, but Happy Mother's Day Mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nack</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gotthenack:24710</id>
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    <title>A lesson in prank etiquette ((Backdated to Saturday))</title>
    <published>2009-05-04T01:01:34Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-04T01:01:34Z</updated>
    <category term="roomin&amp;apos;"/>
    <category term="larry"/>
    <category term="goddamn"/>
    <category term="you people i swear"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like pranks as much's th' next guy. Prob'ly more then th' next guy. 'Specially when th' next guy's my roommate. Same roomie that somebody put a big bear head in th' bed of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I gotta hand it to ya, mate; Top notch. Real professional. Well done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, see, in doin' it, ya made a major foe paw. In th' great book'a th' rules a prankin' manners, ya broke a big one, mate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An' that is that when ya gonna prank a guy what has a roomie &lt;span style="font-size: x-large"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YA FUCKIN' GOTTA TELL TH' ROOMIE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, geeze! I sure like watchin' that stupid rat thing panic like a scared infant, but I sure as fuck don' like wakin' up ta screamin'. Makes me scream. An' when I gotta scream, it makes me wanna find th' fucker who caused th' first scream and make &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt; scream. If ya catch me drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that urge kinda sorta goes away when th' person who caused all th' rukus owns up. So, either I find out th' easy way 'er th' hard way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is it gonna be?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gotthenack:24486</id>
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    <title>gotthenack @ 2009-04-19T15:28:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-19T21:40:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-19T21:40:30Z</updated>
    <category term="roomin&amp;apos;"/>
    <category term="dimentio"/>
    <content type="html">So, looks like me roomie took off, along with a few other mates. Oh, well. Maybe next time I'll get a roomie that I can beat up without havin' 'im blowin' off me 'ead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fer now, I jus' like havin' th' room to meself. I like it so much I may not even go on th' cruise!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gotthenack:24312</id>
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    <title>gotthenack @ 2009-04-01T10:47:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-01T16:51:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-01T16:51:32Z</updated>
    <category term="what&amp;apos;d ya do to me guns?!"/>
    <category term="damn prankers"/>
    <category term="what a jerk-ass"/>
    <content type="html">Alright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoeva came in and tampered with me guns is gonna &lt;i&gt;pay.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what ya done or who ya are, but when I find ya, ya betta hope that whateva ya did is somethin' ya wanna be on th' recivin' end of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Fang hasn't noticed the cork on his fang yet. Make fun of him to your hearts content.*</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gotthenack:23828</id>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Prison Time</title>
    <published>2009-03-30T17:20:40Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-30T17:20:40Z</updated>
    <category term="prison time"/>
    <category term="writer&amp;apos;s block"/>
    <category term="ooc note"/>
    <lj:music>Radio's all commercials anymore...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div class='appwidget appwidget-qotd' id='LJWidget_25'&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((RP journal))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I think th' thing I'd miss most? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is all of &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Jus' don't ask how I mean that or ya might get disappointed.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((OOC: &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/sumabura_gakuen/229025.html?thread=2734497#t2734497"&gt;Um...&lt;/a&gt;yeah, if nobody minds. Lately, I feel like I lost the road map to his character at some point and am just driving around in confused circles while rummaging in the back seat for it, swerving all over the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, &lt;s&gt;to extend this metaphor as far as it can go&lt;/s&gt; I'd appreciate a few sets of eyes helping me look so I can keep mine on the road.))</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gotthenack:23738</id>
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    <title>In which Fang justifies his behavior</title>
    <published>2009-03-29T18:18:41Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-29T18:18:41Z</updated>
    <category term="i get no respect"/>
    <category term="what&amp;apos;s the deal?"/>
    <category term="private"/>
    <lj:music>Bomb the Music Industry - Saddr Weirdr</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's so damn hard bein' me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure wish people would realize that when they get me mad, I get mean ta them. It ain't like I jus' do stuff jus' fer kicks. Most'a th' time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got nobody ta go with ta th' dance, an' ya know what I thought I could do instead? I thought about sittin' on th' roof with me popgun an' shootin' at people so's they have black eyes! After all, it &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; a dance fer th' end of a war! Some'a these kids got off without a scratch! I'd jus' be givin' people a little badge of honor! They might even be able ta trade'm in fer Purple Hearts er whateva those are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I take back that thing about not bein' mean fer kicks; I'm jus' a good samaritan that nobody appreciates. I do all this good crap fer people, an' I do it in the way I know best, an' I still get no credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makin' Goose get some excercise by takin' his ride, toughenin' up Lucas, givin' fake Daisy a good time, makin' sure nobody had ta worry 'bout th' well-bein' a their stuff, helpin' th' old guy with the stick appreciate life, and now tryin' ta make that Lash gal learn that spreadin' rumors is wrong, an' I got no thanks from any of 'em! Jus' threats an' anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say that helpin' people jus' ain't worth it but...well, it's what ya gotta do, right? Makin' th' world a betta place one person at a time...It hurts, but that's jus' what I gotta do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jus' need ta find someone else in need'a me help.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gotthenack:23312</id>
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    <title>gotthenack @ 2009-03-27T19:47:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-28T02:12:28Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-28T02:12:45Z</updated>
    <category term="lash"/>
    <category term="rumor spreadin&amp;apos; eh?"/>
    <category term="private"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey, you been spreadin' rumors 'bout me an' Slippy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don' like people who spread rumors. &lt;i&gt;Really&lt;/i&gt; don' like 'em. Don' like 'em ta th' point where I'm prepared ta do somethin' about it, if ya catch my meanin'...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gotthenack:23167</id>
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    <title>gotthenack @ 2009-03-25T14:49:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-25T20:58:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-25T20:58:16Z</updated>
    <category term="tough questions"/>
    <category term="who&amp;apos;s goin&amp;apos;"/>
    <category term="ball"/>
    <content type="html">Weellp, as unpleasant as it is, we outta jus' get th' big fight ova with. I know this question's gonna cause a lotta heartbreak fer some'a yer, but there ain't nothin' I c'n do about that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is. Th' big one...Nobody betta hurt themselves too bad ova it, Try ta control yer emotions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who's th' lucky girl goin' ta th' ball with me?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, but there's only one me, and there ain't no sence in puttin' it off just 'cuz it's hard.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gotthenack:22888</id>
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    <title>gotthenack @ 2009-03-20T21:56:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-21T04:00:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-21T04:00:12Z</updated>
    <category term="new daisy"/>
    <category term="private"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey, uh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Daisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone mention a devilishly-handsom Wolf&lt;s&gt;-Weasel&lt;/s&gt; an' how he mighta involved yer clone?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gotthenack:22655</id>
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    <title>Well...</title>
    <published>2009-03-19T16:16:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-19T16:16:53Z</updated>
    <category term="it ain&amp;apos;t war no more"/>
    <category term="bored"/>
    <content type="html">That was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same time next year?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gotthenack:22458</id>
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    <title>[Public broadcast]</title>
    <published>2009-03-09T19:37:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-09T19:37:41Z</updated>
    <category term="headset call"/>
    <content type="html">Hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, somebody in charge'a settin' up some kinda banquet type deal fer us conquerin' heroes after this's all done with, right? Lotta meat to scarf and booze ta chug, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's "eat, drink, 'cause tomorrow ya die" an' all, but ya gotta eat an' drink after ya live too! Hate ta think I was doin' all this shit without a "You did all this shit party" aftawords.</content>
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