<?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-5902605</id><updated>2011-11-15T08:38:01.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>_Jdematt</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.agentss.net/domain/graphics/banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</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>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-110324961633463420</id><published>2004-12-16T21:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T21:13:36.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey everybody. Hope you all have been doing well since the last post. Not too much is really going on with me lately, life's been relatively uneventful lately. Nothing's really changed about me either... still single...still growing my hair out... still writing and playing music as much as possible. Finals week here wasn't really all that bad. Actually, I did less work this week than any other </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/110324961633463420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/110324961633463420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110324961633463420' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-109943939785164178</id><published>2004-11-02T18:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T18:49:57.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This one's going out to my boys up at bloom.Politics and YouAlright, I've had it up to my fucking balls in this political bullshit that's going on. Yes, it does only happen once every four years. It's not like christmas, so don't act like it. Yes, you need to voice your choice. No, you facist-wannabe assholes don't have to follow me around with papers, screaming at me to voice my choice (which</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/109943939785164178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/109943939785164178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109943939785164178' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-109928977424471221</id><published>2004-11-01T01:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T01:17:31.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The most painful words were the ones you never spoke."Quiet and empty I walked back alone. The air was cold and unforgiving. I knew this was goodbye. The warm smell of laundry made my eyes tear more as I climbed the stares to my room. Weak and frustrated, this is how you've left me. I'm uncertain, am I mistaken? Say this is a dream and I'll soon awaken. Nightmare sounds much better suited to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/109928977424471221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/109928977424471221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109928977424471221' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-109889357767948989</id><published>2004-10-27T13:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T12:12:57.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well last night was definetly an interesting one at that. A bunch of people from my hall and I went to the Weatherly Cemetery which is rumored to be haunted. After being there last night and seeing the things I did, I agree with the rumors. You just have the feeling that you shouldn't be there and you definetly aren't welcome....at all. I saw some crazy shit while I was there, and others who were</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/109889357767948989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/109889357767948989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109889357767948989' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-109830474779914487</id><published>2004-10-20T16:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T16:39:07.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey there readers. Things are looking up. After having a talk with that special someone  I've come to realize that I'm willing to do whatever it may take to try and make this work. I don't care how long, I'll wait for you. As for the nice little post that "Erin" left, I'd like to know who you are and what your problem is. Thanks for posting though, I'm glad you reading my blog infuriates and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/109830474779914487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/109830474779914487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109830474779914487' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-109069393772262734</id><published>2004-07-24T14:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T14:32:17.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Have You Seen This Man?      I know I have. Yes sir-e, I spotted this true winner on a McDonald's tray cover / advertisement. Talk about a disturbing image to stare down upon while trying to digest a side salad and a burger, right? Just figured I'd post his glorious face upon my humble little webpage for those of you who still read it to see. Have a good on ;-) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/109069393772262734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/109069393772262734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109069393772262734' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-109056669357854789</id><published>2004-07-23T03:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T03:11:33.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just coming in now....went clubbing. amen. a-fucking men. what a night! this needs to be done more often. *end DR|_| |\| |&lt; 3 |\| rambling. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/109056669357854789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/109056669357854789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109056669357854789' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-109008986619345088</id><published>2004-07-17T14:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T15:01:41.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>With a new year (of school) coming to a beginning I though to myself "Theres gonna be a LOT of changes going on."  Ergo the blog needed some changes. What do you all think of the new design? I'd like to get some banner graphics (like Changer's page....NICE layout Jeff) but I need to do some reading up on my HTML before I do that. Maybe I'll go do that now actually. Chinese food tonight </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/109008986619345088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/109008986619345088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109008986619345088' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-108969725633715167</id><published>2004-07-13T01:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T01:40:56.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh my, it's been almost one year since my NYLF experience and boy are the memories coming back. All the pictures I look at and all the people's nicknames on my AIM list (still active or not) just remind me of those 10 days. The 10 days in which I truely feel I started to grow up and figure out who I am. It took that small group of people to help me realize that there's others out there just like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/108969725633715167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/108969725633715167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108969725633715167' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-108648537255189823</id><published>2004-06-05T21:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T21:29:32.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> stfu mat|t u cu.nt* Acaila sets mode: +b MortalKombat!*@*&lt;@Acaila&gt; FINISH HIM rofl omg wtf man* MortalKombat was kicked by Acaila (forward, forward, back, back, forward, punch)&lt;@Acaila&gt; FATALITY!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/108648537255189823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/108648537255189823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108648537255189823' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-108528983608764303</id><published>2004-05-23T01:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T01:23:56.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Why must you be like them?I don't want to turn away.But you've made up my mind,So it's just another timethat things turn out the same.The thing I don't understandis what I'm doing wrong.How can I move on when all alongthe reason is me.Alone I shall remain,'Cuz somethings never change.I can't change what I feel,this is all to real.The stars mocked me so,and the night got cold,the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/108528983608764303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/108528983608764303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108528983608764303' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-108479273036020161</id><published>2004-05-17T07:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T07:18:50.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes I know, it's been awhile. Don't start your bitching. :-p The end of the year is finally here... man did it go fast! It seems like yesterday I was just starting out my time at BHHS back in 7th grade with Mr. Dougherty in homeroom... now today is my last day of class. Things have been changing for me lately. I'm no longer moving to florida, I'll be graduating in 10 days, and I have finally </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/108479273036020161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/108479273036020161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108479273036020161' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-108290879115030683</id><published>2004-04-25T11:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T12:04:02.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah yes, another weekend goes by and the summer continues to creep ever closer. Lets see what went down this weekend. First off was the dance on friday which was definetly awesome! It was surprising to see everyone get along so well and dance... it's ashame it takes 5 years and 8 months for it to happen though. After the dance was the senior sleep over. This was also a good time, though I received</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/108290879115030683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/108290879115030683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108290879115030683' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-108202809621894034</id><published>2004-04-15T07:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T07:25:33.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not much to really say about life right now.... I don't know if the Air Force accepted my scholarship application, school is boring as hell, and I'm pretty much sick and tired of the place I live. Only 16 weeks left though. 16 weeks and I'm gone.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/108202809621894034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/108202809621894034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108202809621894034' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-108112763623078559</id><published>2004-04-04T21:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T21:17:39.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright I really have to try and keep up on the frequency of blogging... I know. What a weekend this was... oh my. I finally got my car back after about 2 1/2 weeks getting NEW WINDSHIELD WIPER MOTORS. Firestone needs to be burnt down to the ground... why couldn't the Perkins arson just stop by Firestone on his way home? I bet it would be so much easier too. I mean really, wtf is there to catch </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/108112763623078559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/108112763623078559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108112763623078559' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-108021840719124533</id><published>2004-03-25T07:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T07:45:05.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MP Mike BauderDo you know Mike Bauder? If you'd like to talk to him I just received his address in Baghdad from him on IRC yesterday. Here's where he told me to mail him: address</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/108021840719124533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/108021840719124533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108021840719124533' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-108018525554940867</id><published>2004-03-24T22:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T07:23:22.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Great... this keeps getting better and better. Now I found out my car has a severe gas leak from the tank, and I also need the other wiper arm. Total bill: $400+ Now I've come to a crossroad I never wanted to change...it looks like I'll be selling the 240. :(  On a lighter (not topically but in these sense I guess you could say "light") note, I did write a new song. Here's the lyrics:SinkYa </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/108018525554940867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/108018525554940867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108018525554940867' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107992166386071480</id><published>2004-03-21T21:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T21:17:48.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well this weekend was definetly... eventful. It all starts friday after school. I was going to do some running around and in the middle of speeding at about 50mp/h, a massive sheet of snow flies off the roof of a tractor trailer onto my windshield. I sit, partially scared, yet calm. I try to clear the windshield with my wipers, than realizing that they in fact don't work. "Uh-oh". I careen off </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107992166386071480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107992166386071480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107992166386071480' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107862487893857057</id><published>2004-03-06T21:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-06T21:04:22.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mx tabs | Avenged Sevenfold - Chapter Four Guitar TabI'm pretty sure this solo is impossible to play unless you're a guitar jesus. I can play the rest of the song but the end just makes me want to cry.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107862487893857057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107862487893857057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107862487893857057' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107826932525435695</id><published>2004-03-02T18:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T18:18:23.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well... I went and done it. Let the pics talk.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107826932525435695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107826932525435695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107826932525435695' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-10781155714600918</id><published>2004-02-29T23:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T23:35:46.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well this weekend was pretty fuckin' sweer surprisingly. Friday was the Neotaerik show which just rocked the bejesus out of me. It was so sick.. I'm gonna get some mp3's / pics up soon but for now you can goto the Neotaerik forum for a quick vid clip sample. Only thing bad about the show was poor judging.. yes, One Night Shy was awesome and deserved to win. They're just amazing. But the Createans</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/10781155714600918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/10781155714600918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#10781155714600918' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107766929207085386</id><published>2004-02-24T19:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T19:37:40.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>buy a bass case at: http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;item=3706777349 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107766929207085386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107766929207085386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107766929207085386' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107753815329220926</id><published>2004-02-23T07:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T07:14:28.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New site added to the links list ladies and gents. I present Kwag's very own Firehouse. Seems like a damn good idea...basically its a flame fest/personal opinion/ranting board. I am SO there.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107753815329220926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107753815329220926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107753815329220926' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107731842718082581</id><published>2004-02-20T18:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T18:09:50.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The stupidity my school displays sometimes is astounding. For instance, yesterday was the due date for our senior class permission slips, which was today. I received the permission slip the day before because my schedule is gay and I don't have senior religion. Anyway, I don't see my mom at all the night I got it and I need to hand it in to go, so I forge it. I look around and literally 40 people</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107731842718082581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107731842718082581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107731842718082581' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107728528731842162</id><published>2004-02-20T08:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T08:57:29.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well than... today should be interesting. It's senior skip day and we're all going to Beech mountain (after a nitro-gay class liturgy).. I'm either expecting a damn good time, a boring time, or a drama filled run-of-the-mill class of 2004 time. Geez I hope we have a good time :-p</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107728528731842162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107728528731842162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107728528731842162' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107725123223483510</id><published>2004-02-19T23:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T23:29:53.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Enjoy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107725123223483510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107725123223483510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107725123223483510' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107715587671695404</id><published>2004-02-18T20:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T21:28:52.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I present for all of you to enjoy, the Milkshake</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107715587671695404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107715587671695404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107715587671695404' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107715496989080916</id><published>2004-02-18T20:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T20:45:29.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Silly canuck, dicks are for chicks! Ya...that was completely random. I said canuck, tom thought it was funny, so I thought I'd share with the rest of the world wide web. The best part is,  you can't do anything to stop me!  I leave you with this quote and website: "You take my job you sick fuck!"Yeaaay Nikka</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107715496989080916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107715496989080916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107715496989080916' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107707868054473404</id><published>2004-02-17T23:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T23:33:59.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was definetly an interesting day, to say the least. I sold my bass (ya, I know... "dude wtf, why?") and bought a brand new guitar... I've swithced back to my old ways finally and I'm happy I have. I missed being a full-time guitarist, and I can't wait till I get a new amp and distortion so I can get back in the swing of things. So after practicing at brady's tonight (milkshake motherfucker)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107707868054473404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107707868054473404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107707868054473404' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107687543731374075</id><published>2004-02-15T15:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T19:06:51.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Be a hata. Stop a dunk.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107687543731374075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107687543731374075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107687543731374075' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107660564036239656</id><published>2004-02-12T12:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T12:09:51.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"It'll be a bitter day from the looks of it outside.So won't you come and visit, we could talk about things next to the fire.I'll meet you at a quarter past six. I could drive if you want me to, or wecould walk..just watch your step..because you wouldn't want to fall in love with me"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107660564036239656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107660564036239656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107660564036239656' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107660552047267907</id><published>2004-02-12T12:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T12:07:52.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"The ground is so hard when you fall from so highbut not as hard as your empty pillow next to mine.It may not be the end, I'm not so sure it is."Where there's a will there's a way" or that's what they tell me."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107660552047267907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107660552047267907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107660552047267907' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107660543034211426</id><published>2004-02-12T12:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T12:06:21.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"You told me that everything would be fine"The trip is no big deal, it'll be a good time", she said.A week or two passes me by. What could go wrong? I'll see you so soon.Then I'll awake from this sick and sorry dream,and the chances of us meeting are fading..Ya they're fading.."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107660543034211426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107660543034211426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107660543034211426' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107660528950472850</id><published>2004-02-12T12:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T12:04:01.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm in school now, and all I've done all day is write lyrics... I'll leave each piece in a seperate blog so you can comment seperatly if you like. N, none of them are complete,  but they're all just starting points.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107660528950472850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107660528950472850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107660528950472850' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107622428058741974</id><published>2004-02-08T02:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T02:13:45.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh yah, and yesterday I smashed my face off the ice skiing, broke my thumb, and bled all over... things keep getting better and better.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107622428058741974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107622428058741974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107622428058741974' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107622413763016936</id><published>2004-02-08T02:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T02:11:23.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright so it's very late and I'm bored so I figure... why not update all of you people who don't see me on a daily basis on what's been up? Oh yah, before I start though I'm going to reinstate this site to be my primary blog again...so fuck http://jdematt.cjb.net/ cuz you have to be a Xanga member to even leave a comment. Anyways, here goes.This last month has been a rough one. I went to visit</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107622413763016936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107622413763016936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107622413763016936' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107620788736148715</id><published>2004-02-07T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T21:40:51.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today is Saturday. Saturday rhymes with splatter-day. Splatter is         fun! But splatter only makes me think one thing: If you're a bass and you get caught by the naughty fisher.. you should die in the water. That way, his friend will laugh at him because he caught a dead fish. (If you're skinny this will make him uber-mad!) He'll probly cry and jump in the water, as his friends kill him </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107620788736148715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107620788736148715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107620788736148715' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107559702148780201</id><published>2004-01-31T19:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T19:59:17.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is so fucking ridiculous. It's fantastic how this state of "Fuck Jimmy" just keeps on going.... And going....And going..... And going... Yah, you get the point. Just when I think things might turn around, the Kool-Aid man of doom comes into play ("Oh yeah!") and he just keeps on lubing my ass for another pounding. Not even a reach around, for courtesy's sake.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107559702148780201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107559702148780201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107559702148780201' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107531861680340348</id><published>2004-01-28T14:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T14:39:07.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Google Toolbar Installed...way too lazy to delete that part. Anyways I'm happy/ashamed/scared to present Brady and I's latest production: WtF. Enjoy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107531861680340348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107531861680340348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107531861680340348' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107521938053848680</id><published>2004-01-27T11:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T11:05:10.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, I've come to a verdict. FUCK THIS SHIT! Fuck all of you people who enjoy dickin me over (over and over and over). I'm so disgusted with life it's not even funny. Why can't anything go right? Fuck this man. Fuck it staight up.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107521938053848680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107521938053848680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107521938053848680' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107486033817572664</id><published>2004-01-23T07:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T07:21:32.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tried to start another blog only to come to the realization that only xanga.com members can read it. Fuck that. Now, I leave you with this link:  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107486033817572664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107486033817572664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107486033817572664' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107480238886454106</id><published>2004-01-22T15:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T15:15:11.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's sort of funny how things work out. In a matter of just a few days I go from having a set prom date, to having a possible prom date, to having none, and than back to having a different possible prom date. My thoughts: fuck this. Hopefully this weekend will be good DJ, hopefully this weekend will be good.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107480238886454106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107480238886454106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107480238886454106' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107444254277556728</id><published>2004-01-18T11:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T11:17:39.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>:-)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107444254277556728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107444254277556728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107444254277556728' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107422798032978495</id><published>2004-01-15T23:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T23:41:33.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Most importantly:NYLFparad0x: omgNYLFparad0x: dude...NYLFparad0x: canada: pretty ghey eh?dante883: haahhahahahaha</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107422798032978495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107422798032978495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107422798032978495' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107422745716046327</id><published>2004-01-15T23:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T23:32:50.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tonight was definetly fun. Interesting conversation was had between my cousin, DJ, and I. So interesting that I had to share the gay bashing with the rest of the world.. I present: Several Unassociated Different Types of 'Gay'dante883: like...bi-turbo gayNYLFparad0x: stage 3 turbo ghydante883: mach 1 gayNYLFparad0x: Nitro GayNYLFparad0x: Gay on NoSdante883: Hemi Gaydante883: All Wheel </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107422745716046327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107422745716046327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107422745716046327' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107396734014069964</id><published>2004-01-12T23:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-12T23:16:01.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey I have an idea? How bout you guys start signing my forum for christ's sake. Common, like it takes forever to write down your nice little opinion on it. Who knows,  maybe someone will read it and disagree than flame it. That way you can get in a cute cyber argument of wits (much like the ones i have with myself on my blog) and see who wins. Trust me, nothing is more fun than flaming people on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107396734014069964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107396734014069964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107396734014069964' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107388317220216387</id><published>2004-01-11T23:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T23:53:12.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's these late winter nights that seem to arise these feelings of loneliness inside me the most. I can't explain why, but I wish I knew. It's as though every time I get close to someone, I know before it even happens that it won't last. Not even pessimism, not assumption, but knowledge. An inner feeling that I know deep down "this isn't going to last." Each time I move further away from the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107388317220216387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107388317220216387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107388317220216387' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107310418340012063</id><published>2004-01-02T23:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T23:35:22.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Astatic &amp; Neotaerik LIVE! TOMORROW!  When: doors open 6:30  Where: Funnybones, RT 309 Hazleton Admission: $5 Come support your bands! It's gonna be one rockin' nite boys and girls.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107310418340012063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107310418340012063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107310418340012063' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107310417750637896</id><published>2004-01-02T23:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T23:29:55.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Astatic &amp; Neotaerik LIVE! TOMORROW!  When: doors open 6:30  Where: Funnybones, RT 309 Hazleton  Admission: $5 Come support your bands! It's gonna be one rockin' nite boys and girls.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107310417750637896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107310417750637896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107310417750637896' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107235143727004731</id><published>2003-12-25T06:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T06:30:42.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Most Wonderful Time of the Year... As I begin to write this, it is 5:47 in the AM, Christmas Morning and there is a sports montage set to dramatic music on ESPN playing in the background. Yes, this is my life. I suck.Anyway, I'm sure you're wondering right about now, "What in the name of fuck is Wagner doing making his first post at 5:47 in the AM?" If that's not what you're wondering, I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107235143727004731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107235143727004731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107235143727004731' title=''/><author><name>kyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00579952301236809628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107180019042966336</id><published>2003-12-18T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T21:17:47.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saw the Return of the King last night at 8:10 PM, and while the movie totaled a whopping 3hrs and 30min, it was excellent.  I recommend it for big fans of the Lord of the Rings saga and/or people who want to see a whole lot of action.  Some of the shots were just incredible, with people and horses and fricken bad guys flying all over the place.  Crazy mang, crazy.  That would be a whole bunch</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107180019042966336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107180019042966336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107180019042966336' title=''/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09568176359745268944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107158375243333752</id><published>2003-12-16T09:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T09:09:26.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've regressed to sleeping with stuffed animals once again. *sigh*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107158375243333752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107158375243333752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107158375243333752' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107154957497019387</id><published>2003-12-15T23:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T23:44:02.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Did you ever have such a bad weekend that you wished you could jump back in time to Friday morning, and just not got out of bed for 3 days? Yah, me neither. I've had worse.Much worse. Let's see.This weekend basically consisted of a chain of four things that triggered every small thing to also go wrong. Here is an outline:1.) The straw that breaks the camels back    My car decides to stop </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107154957497019387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107154957497019387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107154957497019387' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107146110490637537</id><published>2003-12-14T22:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T23:05:18.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"I thought it was too good to be true. I found somebody who understands me.Someone who would help me to get through, and fill the emptiness I had inside me. But you kept inside, and I just denied some things that we should have both said.I knew it was too good to be true... 'Cause I'm the only one who understands me. What happened to us?We used to be so perfect, now I'm lost and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107146110490637537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107146110490637537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107146110490637537' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107144409155561120</id><published>2003-12-14T18:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T23:06:00.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm losing it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107144409155561120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107144409155561120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107144409155561120' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107143791527711173</id><published>2003-12-14T16:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T16:38:48.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm beginning to think I'm going insane. I haven't left my house all day. I've slept away a large fraction of the day, and the time I have spent awake has undergone incredible amounts of torment and anger due to my little brother. I think he has down syndrome or something, really I do. Aside from that, I've added a new link for all the nice little boys and girls who actually decide to frequent my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107143791527711173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107143791527711173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107143791527711173' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107094293546112538</id><published>2003-12-08T23:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T23:09:07.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://media.ebaumsworld.com/bergis-gayday.mp3Go there noW!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107094293546112538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107094293546112538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107094293546112538' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-107094162450509302</id><published>2003-12-08T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T22:47:15.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's the scoop: I lead a boring life. I dont have enough shit to talk about so I've come up with a new and interesting alternative. (In my opinion at least.) I'm going to start doing an audio blog. Post on the forum what you think. If I get enough agreements, I'll do it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107094162450509302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/107094162450509302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107094162450509302' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-106964885250040488</id><published>2003-11-23T23:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T23:41:00.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NeotaerikNeotaerik's link has been added to the site. Please take some time and check these guys out, they're a new band on the metal scene and they've got some sick skill. If you didn't know I'm part manager of the band and they will be playing at Hafey's "Gold and White" day on Wed. and than openning up for the Astatic reunion show near christmas.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106964885250040488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106964885250040488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106964885250040488' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-106912749921262078</id><published>2003-11-17T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T22:51:45.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay okay okay. Before you sons a bitches even start thinking "Wow it's been awhile since our Cyber God _Jdematt has posted" SHUT THE FUCK UP! I've been very busy with this whole imployment scheme and haven't had much time to vent.... unless its on old golfers who are piss drunk and ready to fall off their bar stool. (That way when they wake up sober the next day, they dont realize I smashed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106912749921262078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106912749921262078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106912749921262078' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-106790503184261977</id><published>2003-11-03T19:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T19:17:14.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Interesting weekend this was. First thing that happened was on friday night. I decided that it had been far too long since I had hung out with my good friend/cousin DJ. So I nicely decided (at 7 o'clock) to drive to wilkesbarre and hang out. Well boy was in WAY deeper than I thought. I was running a bit late, so I was gettin on the interstate at about 7:15 (meeting time was 7:30 at the arena). So</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106790503184261977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106790503184261977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106790503184261977' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-106757398326468373</id><published>2003-10-30T23:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T23:19:45.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Astatic Reunion   As of now details are few and far between BUT things are looking up. On X-mas break of '03 Astatic (my band) will be having a reunion concert at funnybones. Rumor also has it that there will be a first EVER performance of my good friends' band, Neotaerik. Hopefully the boys will open up for us and blow your fucking pants off. Thats all for now. :-D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106757398326468373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106757398326468373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106757398326468373' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-106694896508519575</id><published>2003-10-23T17:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T18:42:44.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>   Oh our first victim of the day. I've come to realize the importance of the most heavenly substance on the face of the earth: deoderant. While talkin with a friend of mine at my kindly Staples store, an event in the past came up that I thought warranted a bit of "discussion". (We all know that no discussing actually goes on here, and that this is NO democracy. Message boards is where discussing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106694896508519575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106694896508519575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106694896508519575' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-106694377376806117</id><published>2003-10-23T17:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T17:16:13.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ohhh yes boys and girls, you know what today is? Today is the day I can walk down to Wal-Mart, purchase a rifle, hold-up a porno store, go see some strippers, than be tried as an adult for doing it all. That's right, it's my 18th birthday. So today in celebration of my bd I'll be absolutely slandering every article I read on the internet. Expect alot of a BLOGATION BiHaTche! But I'll first show </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106694377376806117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106694377376806117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106694377376806117' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-106670759462528299</id><published>2003-10-20T23:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T23:39:54.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lil bita NewsJust figured I'd welcome our two new authors to the page, John and Kyle. They'll be posting similar things to my own material, just so you kids have some more info to sink those sick little teeth into. G'day.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106670759462528299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106670759462528299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106670759462528299' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-106670739784330209</id><published>2003-10-20T23:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T23:36:48.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>John's Link of the Day:Click Here!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106670739784330209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106670739784330209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106670739784330209' title=''/><author><name>John</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09568176359745268944</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-106669904740602074</id><published>2003-10-20T20:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T21:28:49.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today we'll be having a review of my piece of shit keyboard. I've had it up to my eyes with this thing's shit. Like it has selective working-ness. (for lack of a better real word. If you can think of a better one post it, if not shut your face.) For example, while I'm playing counterstrike it only works when I'm alive, which is when you primarily DON'T use the keyboard. But as soon as we spawn </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106669904740602074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106669904740602074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106669904740602074' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-106642373560519675</id><published>2003-10-17T16:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T16:51:55.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If this computer was a baby, I'd fucking shake it until it Coo'd its last Coo. I'm THAT angry right now. I love the mindset of people today, really, I do. See, in order for me to even remotely make you all feel how I feel right now... I'd need a razor, salt, and a chinese water torture device. The nerve that SOME people have. You fucking bend over backwards for them, go completely out of your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106642373560519675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106642373560519675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106642373560519675' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-106627549809230019</id><published>2003-10-15T23:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T23:38:17.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well hello hello friends, it's been awhile indeed. And how are all of you tonight? (And I do mean tonight... I should be asleep right now, but since you guys are actually enjoying reading my writing, I can do a lil sacrificing :) Just do me a favor and POST ON THE FORUM) Today's been an interesting day at least. Somber in part due to the passing away of a friend of my mom's but happy in that I've</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106627549809230019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106627549809230019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106627549809230019' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-106599051574178596</id><published>2003-10-12T16:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T16:28:35.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay I've come to realize that I will problably never be blogging on the weekends. Why? Simply because I usually have fun on the weekends, and nothing really angers me much than. Just figured I'd give you all a heads up on that, in case you were wondering why I haven't posted. (Megan.) Have a good vacation!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106599051574178596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106599051574178596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106599051574178596' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-106575005732130504</id><published>2003-10-09T21:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-09T22:47:39.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Fantastical Life in Hazleton   Alright time to rant. After a nice little convo with my good friend J-Weber (see his blog, or perish), I've been inspired to explain what life is like in my town, Hazleton.Topic I. The Night Life   Now what would a great town be like without a superb night life, filled with a plentiful array of things to do. The answer: Hazleton. The main attractions in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106575005732130504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106575005732130504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106575005732130504' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-106573696171056007</id><published>2003-10-09T18:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-09T22:15:24.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright after sorting through problably the funniest gallery on the face of the earth (at clappingfetus.com of course) I've come up with the most disturbing picture  EVER. Rediculous </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106573696171056007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106573696171056007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106573696171056007' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-106564752007767166</id><published>2003-10-08T16:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-09T22:15:47.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Arnold Re-count   Where to start, where to start, where to start. Maybe by praying? I mean honestly. You know the world is coming to imminent destruction when a guy who once flexed his ass muscles in a thong for a crowd is elected as Governor of the biggerest (no its not a typo) state in your country's government. But let's get serious. Maybe he actually does know his shit. Maybe he'll bring </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106564752007767166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106564752007767166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106564752007767166' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-106555893153076884</id><published>2003-10-07T16:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T16:38:23.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>   Hello there gentle internet users. Today was yet another less-than exciting day. But during the 6 study halls out of 8 periods today, I've come up with a format for my site! I've decided to do (at minimum, of course) one blog about how fucked up my day was, and than a post about something that interests/offends/angers me. Chances are I'll throw in a rant here or there too. Now onto business. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106555893153076884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106555893153076884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106555893153076884' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-106549196475224023</id><published>2003-10-06T21:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-09T22:16:13.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>'Siegfried &amp; Roy' Star Critical, Vegas Show Closed   On a beginning note, I'd just like to say that this is whole weblog idea is seriously going to tempt me to vent about anything that even remotely offends/angers/pisses me off, so expect the post rate to continue going up. So anyway, I'm fumbling about yahoo.com and I decide to enter the news section. Now the average biped would surmise that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106549196475224023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106549196475224023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106549196475224023' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-106549099146575989</id><published>2003-10-06T21:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-09T22:17:38.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Due to popular demand from important people, I've decided to further explain my endeavours today, with hopes to enlighten some unclarities. Firstly, I would like to point you towards diagram A:  Now in today's situation, the agressor was homofag 1, who was on the right. We'll call him Phillip. He was accompanied by his homo-lifemate, Isaac, homofag two displayed nicely on the left. Phillip did </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106549099146575989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106549099146575989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106549099146575989' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-106546695247480882</id><published>2003-10-06T14:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T13:36:37.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>   Well today started off on the right foot by me not having to goto any classes (not that I have any real classes anyway, but still, I had none today. Why? Men in tight pants. That's right, I didnt just have a Froidian slip, I actually purposely said "Men in tight pants". You see the fantastical dramatists at King College in Wilke-Barre decided to put on their rendition of Hamlet: Prince of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106546695247480882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106546695247480882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106546695247480882' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-106540519228913675</id><published>2003-10-05T21:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-05T21:53:11.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alrighty, after much tweaking I think this is about as good as the layout of the page is getting. Dont forget to say hello in the Question/Comments forum... That really isnt a good name for that button is it? Wat's a better name for that? Leave me some ideas.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106540519228913675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106540519228913675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106540519228913675' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902605.post-106540352629326781</id><published>2003-10-05T21:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-05T21:25:26.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First post on the Weblog.... you and I are going to become friends, I can tell already. Well let's see what exactly happened today: ..... nothing. Surprised? Don't be. Here in the sweetest town on the face of the earth, known as Hazleton, nothing is a very popular thing to do. But today was different. You see I was supposed to do something today, but instead I ended up cutting grass, missing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106540352629326781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5902605/posts/default/106540352629326781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jdematt.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106540352629326781' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11917266888753378007</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
