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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jimchaos:95982</id>
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    <title>haha</title>
    <published>2009-12-01T08:10:24Z</published>
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    <content type="html">For old times sake.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: James Robert Field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nickname: Jim, Jim Chaos, Jimmy, Asshole, Sexy fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single or Taken: i am not sure how to answer this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex: Dude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday: August 27th, 1986&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign: Virgo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siblings: Arielle (step-sister)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair colour: dark brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eye colour: brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size: 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height: 6'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innie or Outie: innie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing right now: levis, joe riffs shirt, bleached hoodie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live: Mentaltown, CT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Righty or lefty: righty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you make a dollar in change right now: sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Relationships&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are your closest friends? ryan, bob, eric drawback, carlo&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a bf or gf?: i know i'm in love with someone..&lt;br /&gt;Best place to go for a date: if the weather is nice, anywhere outside with a good view that's comfortable or going out to grab dinner at a nice place rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Fashion Stuff&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your fav place to shop: i look good in most clothes, haha...anywhere that has something i like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any tattoos or piercings?: my ears will always be pierced at at least a 10 from having em stretched in high school, i have my septum pierced at a 14, eric drawback holding a 40 on my upper right arm, a zombie biting a chunk out of a big titted naked chick under it, a kill boys logo on the inside of that rist,&lt;br /&gt;a horribly scratchy ugly 'fuck the cops' above a cracked bottle on my upper left arm, beavis punked out with a red mohawk puking holding a bottle of dubra on that inside forearm, peace is a myth across my chest from shoulder to shoulder, a green skull with a bandana on my left titty (ha, titty), and a copyright chaos logo on my outer right calf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colour: black/red/blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number: who knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food: italian/mexican&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys name: Max&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls name: Trinity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject in school: US History&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal: kittyfuzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink:&lt;br /&gt;Alcoholic: Jim Beam, fruity drinks with massive alcohol content, brewskis (not TOO picky)&lt;br /&gt;Non Alcoholic: coke, water, vitamin water, foxon park birch and cherry&lt;br /&gt;Celebrity: me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sport: football&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veggie: peas, sweet corn, broccoli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruit: grapes, peaches, pears, strawberries, kiwi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast food place: wendys/taco bell/burger king ---I HATE McDONALDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place to visit: n.y.c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Month: october&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singer/s: Brad Nowell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show: familyguy/futurama/simpsons/beavisandbutthead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juice: orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finger: pointer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice Cream: whatever i'm in the mood for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: i hate breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfume: whatever makes me want to have sex with you more hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Cartoon character(s): beavis and butthead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given anyone a bath: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smoked: yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bungee jumped: I wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken the law: yeeeeeeeap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made yourself throw up: when i get to that dizzy drunk where it's just annoying..sure i have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in the opposite sex's washroom: sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eaten a dog biscuit: yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your tongue on a frozen pole: yeah, i got lucky..it didn't stick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever loved someone that made you cry?: yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken a bone: no i always sprain shit though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played truth or dare: yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in a physical fight: long time ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in a police car: mm hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been on a plane: yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in a sauna: yeeeah I miss saunas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in a hot tub: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swam in the ocean: yeah, florida oceans rule...but Cali has em beat &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep in school: hahaha, i used to sleep all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed your cousin: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictured your crush naked: i don't have to picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had a sex dream: oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken someone's heart: yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried when someone/thing died: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashed someone: maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lied: duh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughed so hard you fell off your chair: of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for a call: sort of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saved MSN conversations: nope, aim ones though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saved e-mails: only about show details or ryan's beats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wished you were someone else: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wished you were a member of the opposite sex: only so i could play with my boobs and finger myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made out with JUST a friend?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been rejected?: sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in love?: am right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been cheated on?: probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done something you regret?: i experienced and am still working through my first regret as we speak.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Thing That Comes to Mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red: dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue: balls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy: dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autumn: nuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cow: bell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greenland: ice&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your good luck charm: none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupidest thing you have ever done: i'd say that time i crawled out the back window onto the roof of Tom's Mountaineer when he was going close to 90 on 91 and hopping in the window on the other side was a little ridiculous hahaha, there's many others though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your room like: clean, mad cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your crush: a member of the human species, female, very sexy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your most prized possession: my most prized possession is my own sense of pride in the music i play and live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you said: dammit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is beside you: doritoes, 2 liter of coke, bowlpiece, random cd's, my baby (geeetar)&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you ate: fish sticks and french fries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fave song: a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of shampoo do you use: whatever smells good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funniest thing that has happened to you this year: no fucking clue&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever Had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken pox: yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore Throat: sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold: too many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stitches: nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody nose: yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe in love at first sight: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy parks: most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like picnics: ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like school: no, i miss it now though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What schools have you gone to: Tuttle Elemtary, East Haven Academy, EHHS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate anyone: no&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat a live hamster for $1,000,000: MY GOD YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to a hanson concert if you had a free ticket: to throw shit at people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill someone you didn't know for 15 billion dollars: let me look at the money first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were stuck on an island, what person would you want with you: i can honestly say i have no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you loved someone and u were keeping something from them&lt;br /&gt;and it would hurt them if they found out, would you tell them: i'm always honest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person that called you: pizza guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you slow danced with: probably a joke dance to no music other than my humming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes you laugh the most: most of the people in my life know how to make me laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes you smile: friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can make you feel better no matter what: bob and ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was the last person you touched?: &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You talked to last: el vee&lt;br /&gt;You hugged?: lauren&lt;br /&gt;Messaged: ryan&lt;br /&gt;You Kissed?: lauren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You yelled at: wayne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broke your heart?: it's not broken yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told you they loved you: lauren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your loudest friend: JAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do You/Are You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like filling these out: it's for old times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like yourself: sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get along with your family: mostly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you do drugs: not really anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Color your hair?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have piercings below the waist?: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habla espanol?: enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stolen anything over £50?: maybe a few years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoke: quit cigarettes years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obsessive?: nah past that phase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compulsive?: not seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anorexic?: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depressed?: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suicidal?: i'd never do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of all U.S states, which ones have you been to/visited?: Alabama, Arizona, California, Connecticut, Delaware, Florida, Georgia, Indiana, Louisiana, Maine, Maryland, Massachusetts, Mississippi, New Hampshire, New Jersey, New Mexico, New York, North Carolina, Pennsylvania, Rhode Island, South Carolina, Texas, Virginia, West Virginia...damn 24/50 ain't bad!</content>
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    <title>jimchaos @ 2009-12-01T02:29:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-01T07:29:41Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-01T07:29:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">pretty much just keeping this for the memories. there's a lot of good ones!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jimchaos:95361</id>
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    <title>jimchaos @ 2009-07-30T21:25:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-31T01:26:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-31T01:26:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"i just remembered that i'm absent minded,&lt;br /&gt;wait, i mean i've lost my mind,&lt;br /&gt;i can't find it"</content>
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    <title>jimchaos @ 2009-06-13T15:21:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-13T19:22:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-13T19:24:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">she makes it so hard to tell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. new apartment is gorgeous btw. i got rehired at the music shop. kbye.</content>
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    <title>jimchaos @ 2009-04-05T20:05:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-06T00:07:23Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-06T00:07:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Lauren moved upstairs &amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smiles ear to ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that, still hustling rent doing odd jobs and playing gigs regularly. Copyright Chaos played the last show ever last night and it was epic as fuck. 100's of assholes going crazy, it was a great way to see us off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bust It! is a band again, now with jared on drums and eren lee on bass. Playing bass in Long Drop is awesome too, finally in a band with Carlo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rippin' life up right now!!</content>
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    <title>jimchaos @ 2009-03-23T22:10:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-24T02:15:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-24T02:15:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">There's only a few people that read this, and I talk to most of you in real life. I only use this when I need to, in case anybody was wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's hard as fuck to find a job right now. I've been able to scrape together rent with side jobs and stupid little shit, but not having a steady income is beating me down again. I wish more was around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only 4 more months until I get my license back (thank god). This shit has sucked ass, moving to Westbrook at my Aunt and Uncle's for a couple months only to work at Dunkin' 5 miles away for a couple months, leave it for a better job, and lose said job due to too many absences (riding a bike over 5 miles up hills and icy snow just doesn't work well). I'm totally boned on getting any kind of vehicle after I get my drivers license back, but hopefully something works itself out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even said I'd buckle down and work at Mickey D's or wash dishes, and THOSE jobs aren't even around. Fuck this economy. Don't even get me started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living with Carlo is a blast, and the bands are all still going really well. Lauren is moving in upstairs from me, and I'm super stoked. I hope the people that really know me understand I'm not content with the way I'm living right now, but I'm doing the best I can to have a roof and eat everyday. At this point I'd settle for a job that paid 20 bucks per kick in the nuts...</content>
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    <title>xmas</title>
    <published>2008-12-26T04:26:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-26T04:26:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Christmas was totally rad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an awesome black fossil watch with silver hands, a sweet clip-on guitar tuner, some sweet ass shirts, a bunch of cash, random gift cards, gnarly stocking, and an amazing girls hand to hold non-stop the past two days. So fucking good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent Christmas eve with her, and the day at Gramma's. Good food, greater family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to buy some cool shit. &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>jimchaos @ 2008-12-22T16:18:00</title>
    <published>2008-12-22T21:18:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-22T21:18:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm in love and Christmas rules.</content>
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    <title>laptop</title>
    <published>2008-12-08T21:18:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-08T21:22:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Not the fanciest thing in the world, but pretty fucking sweet. I can't wait to get this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://s3.bradsdeals.com/images/compaq-cq50z.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operating system: Genuine Windows Vista Home   (gonna replace with XP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Processor: AMD Turion64 X2 Dual-Core Mobile Technology QL-62 (2.0 GHz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Display: 15.4" diagonal WXGA High-Definition HP BrightView Widescreen Display (1280 x 800)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memory: 2GB DDR2 System Memory (2 Dimm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graphics card: NVIDIA GeForce 8200M G with 5-in-1 integrated Digital Media Reader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard drive: 120GB 5400RPM SATA Hard Drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personalization: Microphone + Webcam Included&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primary DVD/CD drive: SuperMulti 8X DVD+/-R/RW with Double Layer Support&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to go along with it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://theappleblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/11/c01u-web.jpg" /&gt;        &lt;img src="http://image.bizrate.co.uk/resize?sq=160&amp;amp;uid=578447413&amp;amp;mid=115085" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[new mic with a shock mount.] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means all new raps with the old Phucking Losers crew, now called East Coast Overdose. &lt;br /&gt;SO STOKED.</content>
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    <title>bust it!</title>
    <published>2008-12-08T04:22:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-08T04:22:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yo we recorded a sick ass demo with the new band today. We're called Bust It!, and the shit fuckin' rips. I see good things happening with this band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New job's sweet too, full-time customer service work at FTD.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GNAR GNAR</content>
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    <title>PL</title>
    <published>2008-10-12T23:38:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-12T23:38:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://phuckinglosers.co.nr"&gt;http://phuckinglosers.co.nr&lt;/a&gt;   (&amp;lt;--- check that out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hardly ever post in here anymore, but it's mainly because a good portion of my weeks blend together. That, and nobody really wants to hear about my life working at Dunkin' Donuts struggling to save and get out on my feet again (bogus.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have this CRAZY death sickness. Friday I went to work as usual after riding in the freezing cold Wednesday (in case you didn't know, it takes a 5 mile bike ride at 6 am for me to get to work everyday) and the pouring rain on Thursday, only to leave early after two hours. My whole body started shaking, I was suddenly extremely weak, and felt like I was going to pass out with every turn of my body. I rode home and went back to sleep until Lauren came to pick me up. I spent Friday night at her house  feeling miserable cuddled by the fire with a Captain and Coke, and passed out very early. Woke up Saturday to feel JUST as miserable, if not worse, and sat around her house until about 5ish. We left her house and stopped in Middletown to have dinner at ION, pick up some strawberry Smirnoff and OJ, and head back to my house for a quiet night in due to my condition. We watched 'College', got pretty hammered, and went to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a lot of great lovin' this weekend, and I have no idea how I even followed through with it. I guess some things are better cures than others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I woke up totally still sick as death this morning (not hungover though). I went in the bathroom and checked my throat, and there's bright red spots all over closer to the roof of my mouth. I don't have a sore throat though, but my glands have felt fucked all weekend. I'm calling out tomorrow and going to the Dr. because after band practice today (KILLED ME) I've barely been able to breathe the rest of this night. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauren left a little while ago, and I just want to say that she's completely amazing. I've never felt so cared for and I appreciate it immensely. She took great care of me all weekend. The amount of love this girl has for me is INSANE. I've never felt such overwhelming love and attention from anyone, and it's great because I feel the exact same. Sometimes I don't show it the best way, but I sure as hell mean any positive words I speak to her about the love I feel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds gay, but fuck it. I want to marry her.</content>
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    <title>ughhh</title>
    <published>2008-09-16T01:47:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-16T01:47:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yesterday was Kelly's baby shower/show, and I had a pretty good time. I was beat as fuck all day, but Down For The Count reuniting was awesome and Copyright Chaos played an IMMACULATE set. I got Jason Lee's number (singer of DFTC) and apparently he's up from Florida and actually lives IN Westbrook (weird?). He works at a package store too and we exchanged numbers and an invite to drink free beers when I'm looking for something to do out here. Sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work isn't too terrible. I don't like getting up at 6 A.M., but I suppose it's good for me in some ways. All these gaps in my employment history and my choice to be a punk rocker since age 15 are starting to catch up to me and weigh heavily on my thoughts. I want a good job. I can't get that without going to school. I can't go to school unless I have a good job. I'm going to put more effort into fixing this scenario soon, I need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intervention is an awesome show btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE.</content>
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    <title>dunkin</title>
    <published>2008-09-05T00:43:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-05T00:43:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I got that job at Dunkin Donuts. 35-40 hours a week. I should be able to save quickly and get back on track with that. The 7am shift sucks. I'm gonna see if I can get later shifts with weekends off. Pfft, I'll wish MYSELF good luck on that one...</content>
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    <title>didn't go</title>
    <published>2008-09-02T06:22:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-02T06:22:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I bailed on the family picnic type thing. I ended up sleeping way late, chillin' naked in my Grandma's hottub, callin' up HK the dubious and going to drink some boston lagers at the PL house, and then get picked up by Lauren to spend the weekend with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend was good, went to Olive Garden again with her parents, chilled most of the time, went with her shopping around clinton/westbrook, went back down to practice with Cheap Shot, and now I'm home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired as fuck. The night Lauren picked me up I didn't fall asleep until 6:30 in the morning. It was totally bogus. I slept 11 hours last night at her house only to wake up more tired today than I was yesterday. I'm looking forward to deep sleep. Dunkin Donuts called me back and left a message so I gotta hit them up in the A.M. to set up an interview. Not exactly my top choice for a job, but in a place where I'm at with only a bike and no car, it's gotta do for now. I am 22 though, I'm sure I'll get upped quickly. I'm DEFINITELY not working for minimum wage. I just need to save money for about 6 months and that should be enough time to have enough to put a down payment on an apartment wherever I choose to work and live next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping.</content>
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    <title>fsdlk</title>
    <published>2008-08-30T06:38:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-30T06:38:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Birthday was pretty gnar. Spent quality time with Lauren, ate at the Olive Garden, and that's pretty much it. Nothing special, just like I said. The next day Grandma and I had lunch and I put some job applications in, then I met up with Mom and did some well-needed shopping. My bed rules now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a horrible fucking day. I had one of the worst things to wake up to in as far as I can remember and almost left Lauren because of it. I feel like most would have broken up too in my situation, but there's just something about me that makes me a hopeless romantic. I love, and I love big..I just can't help it. She is my other half, she completes me, and I've never felt a deeper emotion. I say this in full confidence. I loved Michelle, and I'd be lying if I tried to say I didn't, but this is what I really need. All aspects of it are great, and I've never been happier. She makes a hell of a best friend, and shows me more love than I've ever received from anyone in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we got dinner at Chips Pub III in Clinton, I got an awesome Chipotle chicken wrap with cheese fries and a boston lager, and then we went and saw Pineapple Express. Such a dumb fucking movie, but so god damn hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm staying with my Grandmother for the weekend until my aunt and uncle come home from Maine. There's some lame ass family function thing tomorrow I don't want to go to, but I probably will drag my ass to it in fear of sitting and stewing inside my head alone for the whole day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is my life going to be a little less stressful? I feel like I honestly deserve it, and soon.</content>
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    <title>ceremony</title>
    <published>2008-08-27T05:21:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-27T05:21:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Got to the show MAD late tonight and missed P.O.W. , which sucked. All the other bands weren't that great but Ceremony tore the place up. After my accidental 12 mile bike ride today exploring my new territory I didn't really rage, not that I would anyway unless I was cocked because I hate risking getting my face fucked up. It sounds pussy, but I almost always get hit somewhere I can't shake off when I get in pits like that. RAD as fuck though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's now 12:40 A.M. and that makes me officially 22. Nothing special here. It should be a good day though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The closest Taco Bell to here is in New London. I might die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Uncle mentioned to me today he wants about $60 a week for me to stay here. Not up front obviously, but when I get a job. That's not a lot at all, and I don't hate it here, but I don't see myself staying here for as long as I might have originally expected. Coy can pick me up on the way to most shows, but he is a HORRIBLE driver. I'm not joking. Me in my worst condition driving with my chin almost on the steering wheel so drunk holding a hand over my eye to prevent double vision is safer than him...and he's STRAIGHT EDGE. So weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not miserable yet, but I already want out. It's awkward to have your uncle ask how long you plan on living in his house, even in a nice way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side not, a LOT of stress have been relieved in my life. I'm not so short with Lauren, and we're going to be really great. Tonight with her was amazing, and I'm so lucky to have such a patient, caring girlfriend. This one REALLY loves me. &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>westbrook</title>
    <published>2008-08-20T21:48:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-20T21:48:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I'm moving to Westbrook this weekend. I'll have internet access again, I believe. This should be seeing more updates coming soon, which is good seeing as how I have barely vented at all in the past 6 months or more. I seem to be a much happier person when I can get my frustrations out in here; sheds a few pounds off the ever-growing weight on these bony shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean, Randy, and I have called an end to Kulture Shock. Little Chris just became unbearable and although I'm sure we'll still all get along, he's just NOT who he was, or who he said he'd forever be. We haven't changed. He says it's for the bettering of his life, I say he's a brainwashed fuck. New band sounds dope though. Coy on other guitar, Randy on bass, Sean on the kit, and Mike O'Neil singing. 4 songs thus far, and ILL jammys at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back later..</content>
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    <title>jimchaos @ 2008-08-02T13:09:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-02T17:10:56Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-02T17:10:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Downward spirals in my life are seemingly inevitable. Bill and V ditched me, I couldn't find a job anywhere in Middletown that wasn't only like 14 hours a week, not having a car makes it impossible to get to work in Meriden so I had to quit, and I have no idea where I'm going to live. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the third time...</content>
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    <title>holy handed</title>
    <published>2008-06-09T05:36:32Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-09T05:36:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>RED HANDED</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I NEVER update this jawns anymore. Lack of internet could be a reason, I should get on that whenever I get another job that doesn't suck. Harry is a crazy ass Indian dude who's anal as fuuuuuuck. Everyday I 'forgot something', even if it's not adding extra fuckin bacon in the mini-fridge. At least I get free milk and cookies, but damn it's only worth it when they haven't been out in a plastic bag under the counter for 3 days. Shit. Maybe I'll get in at the Valvoline on 66 with LaurenJane's connect and then I can make good money, do man's work, and have more time off when I need it (ie: nights and weekends).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, what's happened? Uhhh, my license got suspended from an old speeding ticket. I took care of that in court in Meriden this past Friday ($400 dollars later total) and it sucked ass. Now I'm left to muster up $125 to get the actual license back. Ummm, a few days before that my fucking van finally blew up so that's gone and I'm car-less. My hair is black and normal looking and that needs to change soon. Ummm, Lauren got a job at Journey's and I'm wicked stoked for her (and her 40% discount, haha)! She has a rad boss too and I couldn't be happier for her. Things with her are totally amazing, and she supports me better than any other. I love my fuzzball, and I hope this lasts a long, long time. I got a KITTEN! Her name is Suki (soo-kee) and she's adorable. All day long she plays (alongside Barley and Hops..Bill and V's kitties!) and at night we snuggle. Lauren's jealous, it's super cute :-). No one snuggles better than her though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally followed through with my promise and booked Red Handed in CT after playing with them in Orangevale on the Copyright mini-cali tour. They're so fucking rad, and I can't wait to thrash on Thursday. I love booking shows and watching it all come together...once I make more money I'm doing it more often. You wouldn't believe the deals the Wallingford AmLeg cuts the 4 people they allow to book shows (now including Joaquin!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parents are great, the woman is greater, and I'm not doin' so bad myself. It's been over a month since I smoked weed, too!! Jim Posi, back in action. And now I'm out, read if you're as bored as I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Letter A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you available?&lt;br /&gt;Negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your age?&lt;br /&gt;21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What annoys you?&lt;br /&gt;coughs. kitten scratches, and my boss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Letter B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you live in a big house?&lt;br /&gt;nope, but my apartment is cozy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;August 27th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Lauren. I also enjoy the company of Brett Asselin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Letter C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite candy?&lt;br /&gt;KISSABLES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's your crush?&lt;br /&gt;i dunnnnnnnnnnnooooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;probably some epic moment with the mrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Letter D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you daydream?&lt;br /&gt;frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite kind of dog?&lt;br /&gt;PIPER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What day of the week is it?&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Letter E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you like your eggs?&lt;br /&gt;2 over easy on buttered wheat toast...or bangin omelettes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in an ER?&lt;br /&gt;first heart palpitation back in '04&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the easiest thing ever to do?&lt;br /&gt;SMILE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Letter F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever flown in a plane?&lt;br /&gt;Not TOO many times, just to Atlanta, California, Texas, and Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you use fly swatters?&lt;br /&gt;I never really see too many flies in this complex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever used a foghorn?&lt;br /&gt;haha, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Letter G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you chew gum?&lt;br /&gt;rarely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a giver or a taker?&lt;br /&gt;it always ends up i take more than i can give, but i give what i can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like gummy candies?&lt;br /&gt;mmhm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Letter H&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you?&lt;br /&gt;coughing my ass off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color is your hair?&lt;br /&gt;blue black with my dumb brown roots...time to re-dye again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Letter I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite ice cream?&lt;br /&gt;i like MAD ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever ice skated?&lt;br /&gt;attempted a few times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you play an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;Drums, Guitar, Bass, Vagina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Letter J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite jelly bean brand?&lt;br /&gt;meh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear jewelry?&lt;br /&gt;i love skeleton key, bullet, and lock necklaces..but i always seem to lose them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Letter K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you want to kill?&lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want kids?&lt;br /&gt;still not too sure on that one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you go for kindergarten?&lt;br /&gt;Grove J. Tuttle elementary school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Letter L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you laid back?&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty chill but since i quit smoking i'm trying very hard to control my temper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you lie?&lt;br /&gt;i try not to, actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Letter M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your favorite movie?&lt;br /&gt;i love sooo many, but i can always fall asleep to any of the Nightmare on Elm Streets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still watch Disney movies?&lt;br /&gt;sure do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like mangos?&lt;br /&gt;not after all the fucking smoothies i've made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Letter N&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a nickname?&lt;br /&gt;Jim Chaos, bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your real name?&lt;br /&gt;James Robert Field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your favorite number?&lt;br /&gt;666&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer night over day?&lt;br /&gt;i'm always up in the night, but i enjoy the day better. i can just never wake up for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Letter O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your one wish?&lt;br /&gt;world peace....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA, honestly..to have money, not have to work terribly hard for it, and content with someone i love and cherish. no homo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you an only child?&lt;br /&gt;yezzir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Letter P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What one fear are you most paranoid about?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know, i'm always anxious..kinda sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your pet peeves?&lt;br /&gt;people that leave a music scene they act like they're in for life, bad breath, my anxiety, snobby people that say going to college is the only way you'll matter in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Letter Q&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite quote?&lt;br /&gt;"Too weird to live, too rare to die."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you quick to judge people?&lt;br /&gt;yes, and surprisingly i'm not usually wrong...although it DOES happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Letter R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you're always right?&lt;br /&gt;i have a stubborn side that makes me act like i think so, but in reality it's not so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you one to cry?&lt;br /&gt;i can get emotional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Letter S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer sun or rain?&lt;br /&gt;depends on my mood, what the day brings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like snow?&lt;br /&gt;yes, but it wears out quickly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite season?&lt;br /&gt;winter and fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Letter T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time is it?&lt;br /&gt;1:30 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time did you wake up?&lt;br /&gt;10:30 AM to my loving other half :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you slept in a tent?&lt;br /&gt;it's been years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Letter U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you wearing underwear?&lt;br /&gt;boxer briefs yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underwear or boxers?&lt;br /&gt;boxer briefs for me, anything Lauren owns for her, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Letter V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the worst veggie?&lt;br /&gt;cauliflower...FUCK that shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you want to go on vacation?&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to travel over seas for my next adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Letter W&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your worst habit?&lt;br /&gt;picking my nose and scratching my nuts...and just honestly NOT caring who sees me do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live?&lt;br /&gt;wilcox apartments in middletown, buzz #044...i dare you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your worst fear?&lt;br /&gt;granny porn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Letter X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had an x-ray?&lt;br /&gt;a few&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen the x-games?&lt;br /&gt;only on t.v.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you own a xylophone?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Letter Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the color yellow?&lt;br /&gt;it all depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's one thing you yearn for?&lt;br /&gt;to never lose the smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Letter Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your zodiac sign?&lt;br /&gt;Virgo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in the zodiac?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite zoo animal?&lt;br /&gt;MONKEYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>jimchaos @ 2008-05-17T17:20:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-17T21:21:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-17T21:45:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I might update this thing at some point about my trip or the fact I quit smoking weed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jimchaos:89788</id>
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    <title>jimchaos @ 2008-04-23T20:11:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-24T00:16:56Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-24T00:16:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So in all honesty I haven't even actually had more than ten minutes to sit down at a computer and type one of these entries. I'm even at work as we speak...making retarded smoothies in between sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my job at Matt's Music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Wednesday HK the dubious and I are flying to El Paso, Texas from JFK at 2:40pm to embark on the gnarliest road trip ever. Tom fucking Jordan is picking us up and we're driving back across the south and east coast back up to CT. He mentioned something about dropping a grand a day. That's insane, and I only contemplate the amount of trouble we're going to get ourselves into (hopefully not TOO much since Tom IS on probation....).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Saturday was 6 wonderful months with my babygirlfuzzballlove Lauren Jane. We hung outside all day, scoped a rad waterfall, ate dinner with the parents, and snuggled late into the night. It kicked total ass, and I love her!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS Saturday is the show @ YMCA in Norwich with K-Shock, Copyright, Kill Boys, Eat&amp;Run, etc. It should* be gnarly, so I'm anticipating that. MAD shows coming up too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when we're getting internet, and I don't really care. It's much nicer to get off my ass and live a life then sit behind this screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(easier said than done)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* = better</content>
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    <title>jimchaos @ 2008-04-06T19:14:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-06T23:14:40Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-06T23:14:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Internet next week-ish. kbye.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jimchaos:89225</id>
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    <title>deezamn</title>
    <published>2008-03-03T03:53:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-03T03:53:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>eat and run</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This weekend was pretty decent. Friday was whatever, Saturday ruled when I finally saw Lauren, got some shit out that needed to be gone, and felt a hell of a lot better afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got drunk with Vanessa, Bill, and James, went to Denny's, saw some black guy flip shit and throw mad shit all around the restaurant and get hit by a cone by some bearded white dude?&lt;br /&gt;i dunno, it was pretty entertaining. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gut was shredded today and i didn't sleep alot, but the show was still rad. i raged as much as i could, played a BOMB set with kulture shock, and came back to roast up and hang with joaquin, v, bill, lauren, brett, bcoon, jared, justin, bla bla bla etc etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm exhausted, but i know i'll sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PMA; on fucking LOCKDOWN. :]</content>
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    <title>gnar weekend/boston</title>
    <published>2008-02-26T01:53:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-26T01:53:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Damn, I'm tired. Lauren and I spent the weekend together and it was so fuckin' sweet. Friday we couldn't go to the Spice Girls (sorry babe) because of the weather, so we just hung out here and had a personaL. Saturday we went up to her house and she made me dinner and mixed drinks and made me a clean boy (laundry is rape in this building). :) We came back here, spent the night again and she left shortly after on Sunday. I went over to B-Coon's house to wish him a Happy Birthday, hung with crowbar kids, aj, tim, dana, devin, etc. Smoked a couple joints down the street and headed up for Boston to take Sean to see Emily. Brought Tim with me so I wouldn't be mad bored when they passed out, and ended up passing out anyway after like 10 beers and a blunt. Adorable kitten made me smile, then Emily and Sean made breakfast burritos, mad Guitar Hero III, and me and Tim peaced. Really sucks I had to use Lauren's $20 to get home, too. bahhhhh, gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple other things are pretty shitty right now, and people are talking behind my back. I need to start exploring options, and fast.</content>
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    <title>weird as hell</title>
    <published>2008-02-21T05:37:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-21T05:37:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My mood today; couldn't break it. The only time I didn't want to kill everything is when Lauren was an inch from my face. I was real on edge and I can't understand why. It's so fucking hard to find a job, I wish I could rid myself of that stress and have money again. It's amazing what a XXX Vitamin water and Jack Link's beef and cheese will do for someone's spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeptime.</content>
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