<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?>
<!-- If you are running a bot please visit this policy page outlining rules you must respect. http://www.livejournal.com/bots/ -->
<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:lj="http://www.livejournal.com">
  <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dinobot66</id>
  <title>Give me an hour and I'll give you your dreams...</title>
  <subtitle>Don't make a sound</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>dinobot66</name>
  </author>
  <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dinobot66.livejournal.com/"/>
  <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://dinobot66.livejournal.com/data/atom"/>
  <updated>2009-05-02T06:34:46Z</updated>
  <lj:journal userid="17986422" username="dinobot66" type="personal"/>
  <link rel="service.feed" type="application/x.atom+xml" href="http://dinobot66.livejournal.com/data/atom" title="Give me an hour and I'll give you your dreams..."/>
  <link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/"/>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dinobot66:7980</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dinobot66.livejournal.com/7980.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://dinobot66.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=7980"/>
    <title>Ah Fail.</title>
    <published>2009-05-02T06:34:46Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-02T06:34:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today at work i dropped more than half the bacon on the floor. ehhhh&lt;br /&gt;i miss taylor. we haven's been really talking since monday. the day he ended up ditching me again for cody. I really dont like cody anymore, every time i hear about him i get angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is that a bad thing?</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dinobot66:7438</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dinobot66.livejournal.com/7438.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://dinobot66.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=7438"/>
    <title>Work Work Work</title>
    <published>2009-04-26T06:00:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-26T06:00:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My second day, well third i guess... i feel like i got alot more accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made pizzas&lt;br /&gt;chessesticks&lt;br /&gt;buffalo wings&lt;br /&gt;took calls&lt;br /&gt;and so much more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i made taylor's pizza today too!&lt;br /&gt;without knowing of course&lt;br /&gt;but i got to see him today at work&lt;br /&gt;when he picked them up&lt;br /&gt;i got all nervous and my heart started to beat all fast&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah, the girl i work for she was all&lt;br /&gt;"THATS YOUR BOYFRIEND? he comes in here all the time! hes so nice!&lt;br /&gt;you are so lucky because hes so cute!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i told her to back off&lt;br /&gt;because that mexican is MINE&lt;br /&gt;haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got a kiss at work.&lt;br /&gt;it was good seeing him. i miss him all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i called him after i got off and told him that i made his pizza&lt;br /&gt;and he was all "EW you put boogers in it didn't you?"&lt;br /&gt;oh taylor. lol and then he was all, "did you see me when i first came in? could you see me from the office?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was all yeah, thats why i went back there because you made me all nervous and crap"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he all "hahaha why"&lt;br /&gt;"cause you just did"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i am happy! i feel good about myself!&lt;br /&gt;i feel better about everything, alot more than i have in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to Royce&lt;br /&gt;=]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he got me the job and trained me&lt;br /&gt;plus i get rides with him&lt;br /&gt;Wooh!</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dinobot66:7208</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dinobot66.livejournal.com/7208.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://dinobot66.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=7208"/>
    <title>=]</title>
    <published>2009-04-24T05:51:33Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-24T05:51:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today both taylor and i got jobs today! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i work at papa johns&lt;br /&gt;wooh!</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dinobot66:6810</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dinobot66.livejournal.com/6810.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://dinobot66.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=6810"/>
    <title>Yipee!</title>
    <published>2009-03-25T19:58:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-13T03:30:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">On Monday,


I FINALLY GOT TO MEET TAMARA! Wooh!


i almost peed my pants when i was on the bus. Try riding a bus for two hours like that. Ha, it was totally worth it! But not only I got to meet Tamara, I met Brian and Cassie too! I thought it was so cute seeing Her and Brian together; def. cute couple. And Cassie! She was so cute! [not me, tamara's sister] 

We met up at the Tyler Mall, they had got there before me and we met at the Ruby's entrance. When i walked in Tamara rushed over to me and gave me a huge hug. Moment I'll never forget. Along with "dark shit" but thats comes later on. hahahahaha. 

And you know those weird moments that you get when you first meet someone? I had none with them. And they weren't afraid to be themselves; which makes me love them more. It kinda seemed like I've always known them... yeah i don't know, i guess I'm weird or something. 

I hope I get to have more days like that with Tamara.
Meeting her, it was everything that I thought it would be, and more^^


&lt;center&gt;
&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g86/cassagurl_photos/Fun%20With%20Tamara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture021.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g86/cassagurl_photos/Fun%20With%20Tamara/th_Picture021.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g86/cassagurl_photos/Fun%20With%20Tamara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture020.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g86/cassagurl_photos/Fun%20With%20Tamara/th_Picture020.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g86/cassagurl_photos/Fun%20With%20Tamara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture018.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g86/cassagurl_photos/Fun%20With%20Tamara/th_Picture018.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g86/cassagurl_photos/Fun%20With%20Tamara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture015.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g86/cassagurl_photos/Fun%20With%20Tamara/th_Picture015.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g86/cassagurl_photos/Fun%20With%20Tamara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g86/cassagurl_photos/Fun%20With%20Tamara/th_Picture014.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g86/cassagurl_photos/Fun%20With%20Tamara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture013.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g86/cassagurl_photos/Fun%20With%20Tamara/th_Picture013.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g86/cassagurl_photos/Fun%20With%20Tamara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture011.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g86/cassagurl_photos/Fun%20With%20Tamara/th_Picture011.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g86/cassagurl_photos/Fun%20With%20Tamara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g86/cassagurl_photos/Fun%20With%20Tamara/th_Picture009.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g86/cassagurl_photos/Fun%20With%20Tamara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g86/cassagurl_photos/Fun%20With%20Tamara/th_Picture008.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g86/cassagurl_photos/Fun%20With%20Tamara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture006-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g86/cassagurl_photos/Fun%20With%20Tamara/th_Picture006-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g86/cassagurl_photos/Fun%20With%20Tamara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture005-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g86/cassagurl_photos/Fun%20With%20Tamara/th_Picture005-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://s54.photobucket.com/albums/g86/cassagurl_photos/Fun%20With%20Tamara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture004-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g86/cassagurl_photos/Fun%20With%20Tamara/th_Picture004-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/center&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dinobot66:6624</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dinobot66.livejournal.com/6624.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://dinobot66.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=6624"/>
    <title>Valentines Day</title>
    <published>2009-02-16T05:36:46Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-16T05:36:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i would have to say that this was my best valentines day. And it was a simple day too. Taylor just came over and we exchanged gifts, i got him loads of candy, because like, what do you get guys for valentine's day?? He got me a singing rose thing, a box of chocolates that was in a shape of a heart and a stuffed animal that was a dog, which was very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hung out, talked, laughed, and tickled each other. We also just layed in bed and i played with his hair and gave him a back massage. And he kissed me and told me "Happy Valentine's Day". Then i made lunch and he went out to his car and brought in some sparking cider. we didn't have any nice cups so we used martini glasses and we toasted. he had to go back home after that but came back to pick me up with his parents and we went to temecula for the movies. When we got there our movie didnt start until 45 minutes so we walked to the Rite-Aid there to get some candy and drinks and when we were in there i saw this Felix the Cat dvd and i wanted it so bad but he told meto put it down like i was a small child. Later when we buy the stuff and right when we walk outside he asks me to wait outside real fast and he goes in. I wait until he returns and he returns with some drinks because we forgot drinks and he pulls out the Felix the Cat dvd. that was one of the sweetest things a guy has ever done for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it reminds me when i told him that i wanted this plate set at target, and he went to go find it, but they didnt have it, but bought me a better plate set that i loved so much more then the other set. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways we went back to the movies and saw Paul Blart: Mall Cop and that was hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home and he walked me to the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later i called him thanking him for the day.&lt;br /&gt;and i went to sleep cuddling the stuffed dog toy he gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;more then a good day. &lt;br /&gt;a fantamazingfultic day.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dinobot66:5052</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dinobot66.livejournal.com/5052.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://dinobot66.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=5052"/>
    <title>DINNER DINNER DINNER!!!</title>
    <published>2009-01-27T04:03:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-27T04:03:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i made dinner today.&lt;br /&gt;it was really good.&lt;br /&gt;but what makes me really happy is that if i were to ever hang out with tamara&lt;br /&gt;i could make it vegan style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dinobot66:4109</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dinobot66.livejournal.com/4109.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://dinobot66.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=4109"/>
    <title>A Season or a Lifetime</title>
    <published>2009-01-24T20:51:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-24T20:51:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. When you know which one it is, you&lt;br /&gt;will know what to do for that person. When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to aid you&lt;br /&gt;with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually. They may seem like a&lt;br /&gt;godsend and they are. They are there for the reason you need them to be. Then, without any&lt;br /&gt;wrong doing on your part or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring&lt;br /&gt;the relationship to an end. Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act&lt;br /&gt;up and force you to take a stand. What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire&lt;br /&gt;fulfilled, their work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered and now its time to move&lt;br /&gt;on. Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn has come to share, grow or&lt;br /&gt;learn. They bring you an experience or peace or make you laugh. They may teach you something&lt;br /&gt;you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it, it is real,&lt;br /&gt;But only for a season. LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons, thngs you must build&lt;br /&gt;upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the&lt;br /&gt;person and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life. It is&lt;br /&gt;said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant. Thank all of you for being a part of my life,&lt;br /&gt;whether you were a reason, a season or a lifetime.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dinobot66:3864</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dinobot66.livejournal.com/3864.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://dinobot66.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=3864"/>
    <title>To Make Everything New</title>
    <published>2009-01-24T19:50:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-24T19:50:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;quot;accept your genius and say what you think.&lt;br /&gt;there's a fine line between genius and insanity.&lt;br /&gt;be more concerned with your character then your reputation. &lt;br /&gt;your character is who you really are &lt;br /&gt;while your reputation is merely what others&lt;br /&gt;will choose to say about you&lt;br /&gt;out of ignorance or jealousy. &lt;br /&gt;what you need to know about the past &lt;br /&gt;is that no matter what has happened,&lt;br /&gt;it has all worked together to bring you &lt;br /&gt;to this very moment&lt;br /&gt;and this is the moment you can choose&lt;br /&gt;to make everything new. right now. &lt;br /&gt;in order to be irreplaceable &lt;br /&gt;you must always be different.&lt;br /&gt;death is not the greatest loss in life.&lt;br /&gt;the greatest loss is what dies &lt;br /&gt;inside us while we live.&amp;quot;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dinobot66:3644</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dinobot66.livejournal.com/3644.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://dinobot66.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=3644"/>
    <title>From Evolution to Revolution</title>
    <published>2009-01-24T19:13:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-24T19:19:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;from the moment we're born we hit the ground running, put one foot in front of the other and anything is possible... of course that's all bullshit. the truth is, from evolution to revolution, things hardly ever change gradually. they change suddenly in great leaps. for those who understand this, life is a constant search for the next big jump.&lt;br gauntlet_tokenizer_reserved="" style="display: none;" /&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dinobot66:2765</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dinobot66.livejournal.com/2765.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://dinobot66.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=2765"/>
    <title>Winter Formal 2009</title>
    <published>2009-01-19T04:19:59Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-24T19:44:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Winter Formal. It was amazing. It was better than amazing. Taylor made it so much fun, and I really enjoyed myself. Only thing, I think I totally ruined our picture, and it makes me feel dumb, but he looked good as usual. He called me pretty a few times and that made me feel good. I was happy because this was the first time that I had a hair style that stayed nice most of the time. Everything worked out [expect for the [picture]. But I really had a lovely time.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dinobot66:2189</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dinobot66.livejournal.com/2189.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://dinobot66.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=2189"/>
    <title>Been Kidnapped By Boredom</title>
    <published>2009-01-17T05:34:10Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-17T05:34:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today &lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing today. &lt;br /&gt;nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored bored bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tomorrow shall be wonderful, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;Well going to go watch Dan In Real Life for the second time today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOO!</content>
  </entry>
</feed>
