<?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-3425945</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:24:03.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You may call me.... BABYFACE??</title><subtitle type='html'>Some people call me Michael.  Others choose Mike.  Still, others have chosen to call me Wang, Wangers, Hun, Hunny, Petweety.... but for now, you can just call me BABYFACE?!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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>119</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3425945.post-93073877</id><published>2003-04-22T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-22T15:35:54.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oops... i forgot to tell you guys about my xanga :-(  http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=MikeyPiGu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-93073877?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/93073877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/93073877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93073877' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-91591687</id><published>2003-03-28T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-28T22:55:23.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so yeah... just hit me that within a month I will be unemployed and a bum.  So i have been seriously considering enlisting in the army for two years or so.  This way, I can get the necessary work experience to enter either Law or Business school and yet at the same time be able to work and improve myself.  If I was to pinpoint one area in which I feel that I am seriously lacking, it is with my discipline.  I have begun noticing that in all aspects of my life, I have enjoyed it, but not worked at it.  I suppose growing up in a priviledged environment led to me enjoying life a bit more than most however, I believe that I really need to buckle down and grow up.  My job search has been fruit-less and perhaps that is once again due to my lack of diligence.  At times, I just find myself so confused.   I have no real motivations nor any real desires to grow as a person.  I am simply content with who and what I am.  No longer do I simply try and buy my happiness with my odd assortment of material goods nor do I simply find solace in doing much else no-adays.  I believe that I am simply confused.... guess it is time for me to do that wait on GOD thing again.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-91591687?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/91591687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/91591687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91591687' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-90412517</id><published>2003-03-09T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-09T11:40:46.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a good story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thursday before break, i had an econ471 exam.  we(pierre, yih-wei, amber and myself) agreed to study at starbucks at 7:30pm Wednesday night.  We studied until 11 at which starbucks closes.  Upon leaving, we decided to go to the UGLi and study there.  However, as we are walking towards the UGLi, we walked past Charlies.  Half jokingly, I suggested that we just study at Charlies since they got tables and shiet.  so.......... couple a pitchers later we were still studying..... last call... make our way to the UGLi.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what makes this a good story?  Yih wei gets an A+, I get an A and Pierre gets an A-.... good shiet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-90412517?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/90412517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/90412517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90412517' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-89725128</id><published>2003-02-25T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-25T10:43:31.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have watched the entired Young and Dangerous series in one night.  it was weird, i just couldn't stop watching them.  i think i am gonna look into investing in that series.  Makes me wanna be all triad and hardcore... wear all black all the time.... hmml... naw.. that was frosh and soph year... over wit dat..  ok, more chinese movies time.  payce&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-89725128?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/89725128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/89725128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89725128' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-88920098</id><published>2003-02-11T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-11T09:07:38.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is a blog... for SAM K LEE.....  haaahaa.... just sing that to the tune of the originals remix of SAMKLEE.  I have been really slothful lately.  I am no desire to do work and I just wanna miss all my classes.  Valentines on Friday..... i am trying to decide where to take ma gurl :-)  I am thinking D'Matos.  Yih-Wei and Pierre both took dates there and loved it. ACtually, i just want mel to be healthy so she can come and visit me :-P Aight, gonna do some work.... Sam K Lee.... enjoy and talk to you soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-88920098?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/88920098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/88920098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88920098' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-88024941</id><published>2003-01-25T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-25T16:32:19.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I have broken my own record... I was only out of my bed for three hours yesterday.  I woke and watch a movie, Carlito's Way.... but was basically in bed the whole time... fell asleep after that.  Woke up and went to the gym to lift weights and play basketball.  Came home and went back to sleep.  Woke up a bit later... talked on the phone and some vdo games... then back to sleep. Man, I am amazin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-88024941?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/88024941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/88024941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#88024941' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-86861383</id><published>2003-01-02T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-02T20:46:07.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is the big day......&lt;br /&gt;HAIRCUT!!!! arg... long hair, I am gonna miss ya!  I think i am gonna take a before and after.  I have decided that I wanna get it cut like Hugh Grant's.  His hair seems to be similar texture and curly-ness.  I found a pic of him I like in the October GQ issue.  he is on the cover with Denzel Washington, and Ralph Lauren.  I like his hair esp in 2 Weeks Notice.  I will try and learn how to post pics so I can show everyoen *(Mainly HOWARD LEE)* the difference.  Aight, gonna rest now... peace !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-86861383?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/86861383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/86861383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_12_29_archive.html#86861383' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-86770735</id><published>2002-12-31T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-31T18:27:27.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had such an awesome birthday...... all those people who called and wished me a happy birthday, thanks, you guys made me feel special.  So wut did I do yesterday?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.... i went to the dentist and found out I had my first cavity in my life.... it is not caused from sweets seeing how I barely eat any.... but rather from grinding my teeth.  How you ask?  Well, from grinding my teeth so much, I have created a groove in my last molar thus, making my toothbrush virtually unable to reach that groove... thus resulting in a surface cavity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that... I had a wonderful day.  First, I went shopping with Melissa all day long.  We went to eat at J. Alexanders and I overate again... (arg... theme of this break)  I got sooo many cool things for my birthday.  This break has truly been wonderful. Besdies the cool gifts, I have have had a blessed time spending it with my family, and melissa.  A pure joy.... absolute pleasure.  I am excited for school to start however. ok ok... time to go... talk wit everyone in 2003!!!  Everyone enjoy the new years :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-86770735?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/86770735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/86770735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_12_29_archive.html#86770735' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-86688209</id><published>2002-12-29T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-29T22:58:34.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy 27th birthday to Tiger Woods,&lt;br /&gt;happy 18th birthday to Lebron James,&lt;br /&gt;and .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 22nd BIRTHDAY to Michael Wang....&lt;br /&gt;hmm..... fits right?  Must be the birthday..... ok, now I feel gay, wishing myself a happy birthday.  Oh well.... gonna get ready for bed to wake up for.... MY DENTIST!!! yeah?!!!  haahaa, oh well... besides the dentist, Mel's got a breakfast planned and lotsa fun the rest of the day... so happy birthday to me.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-86688209?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/86688209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/86688209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_12_29_archive.html#86688209' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-86591499</id><published>2002-12-27T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-27T08:39:06.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow... break is flying by now.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a lil over a week til second semester senior year... i wanna go ball today but.... i think i am catching a movie so... no ball for now... it is ok, I can deal I think.  Is it just me or does the after-Christmas sale this year really really suck?  i mean... sales are super down and yet, no major markdowns?  That is gay.  Where are the good deals?  where are the steals?  nothing, nothing at all.  That is super sucky.  Oh well, bday coming up...... gonna do something fun?  No idea, wanted to catch the pistons' game either against the Timberwolves or the "jail"blazers.... buy one get one free.  Hmm... any suggestions?  Aight, gonna go and sleeps again, this new medication , both of em, cause dizziness and drowsiness.... haahaa, lucky me eh? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-86591499?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/86591499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/86591499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_archive.html#86591499' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-86463469</id><published>2002-12-23T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-23T19:52:46.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arg, didn't get all A's at all... got another B in 320... damnit!!  I musta really really blew the final like hardcore.  ARG!!!!  oh well... i really think i did well in the Econ 455.... please please be an A!!!!  ok... hope everyone is enjoying their break!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-86463469?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/86463469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/86463469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_archive.html#86463469' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-86346700</id><published>2002-12-20T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-20T19:37:26.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah!!!!  i didn't fail any classes but I didnt' get all A's either :-*(  oh well, I tried... got an A- in econ 310... so yeah :-)  but I only got a B- in econ 461... i hate indian profs..... absolutely hate em..... so totally favored all the indian ppl in the class!!  arg!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well... break has been non-stop work.. got a phat new pair of jeans today... kinda flared.. not too bad... i dig em... super soft... aight, I am outtie... work at 7am... peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-86346700?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/86346700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/86346700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86346700' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-86255346</id><published>2002-12-18T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-18T20:57:36.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Only got one more semester to go.... come on... can you feel it?  uh huh.... second semester senior year... it better be kickin.. straight up chillin... or else heads... not mine, but theirs will roll.  Not happy that I probably blew all of my A's or potential A-s but oh well... I am done.. second semester senior year... will someon please hire me now :-) Ok, enuf for now... Have a great break everyone!!!!  out - MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-86255346?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/86255346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/86255346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86255346' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-86209196</id><published>2002-12-17T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-17T23:51:19.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exam tomorrow and then I am done!!  Straight chillin after that.  Going home tomorrow night.... gonna work at Armani and then just relax and chill wit fams and Mel.  So..... yeah, aight, gonna rock this exam and then get on outta here... peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-86209196?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/86209196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/86209196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86209196' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-85947905</id><published>2002-12-13T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-15T19:48:40.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY 22nd Birthday MELISSA!!!!!  I hope you don't read this before noon, but guess what, I am leaving AA in less than 20 minutes!!!!  Surprise Surprise!!!!  I am gonna call you at noon and ask you to go to the parking lot and BAM! Guess who is gonna meet you there :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-85947905?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/85947905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/85947905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85947905' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-85705569</id><published>2002-12-08T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-08T18:44:26.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lost in the tournament, quarterfinals... gay call... guy puts the ball down and says he needs a sub.... guess he got kicked in the balls or sumthin... anyhow.... everyone stops playing and all of a sudden, this guy on the other team shoots a three and they go up by one... we never recover and lose..... Johnny is friggin awesome... man... cross-over wit a clutch three to win... damn...... aight....enuf... Howie- have a great time in China...hope you stop by sometime... maybe on the return trip?  Peace bro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-85705569?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/85705569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/85705569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85705569' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-85610722</id><published>2002-12-06T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-06T13:45:49.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/theandrea/quizzes/What%20Sign%20of%20Affection%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/theandrea/1034278675_ctionhands.jpg" border="0" alt="holding%20hands"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Sign of Affection Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-85610722?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/85610722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/85610722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85610722' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-85610513</id><published>2002-12-06T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-06T13:40:53.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/rosiekins/quizzes/Which%20Personality%20Disorder%20Do%20You%20Have%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1033888860_owfluffocd.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Personality Disorder Do You Have?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-85610513?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/85610513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/85610513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85610513' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-85610437</id><published>2002-12-06T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-06T13:38:55.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/MuffyTaj/quizzes/A%20different%20quiz%2C%20what%20strange%20type%20of%20person%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1033630828_reamercopy.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;A different quiz, what strange type of person are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-85610437?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/85610437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/85610437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85610437' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-85610136</id><published>2002-12-06T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-06T13:32:25.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizdiva.com/kissquiz.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.com/romantic.jpg" alt="romantic kisser" width="150" height="150" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;You Are A Romantic Kisser!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll only kiss if the mood is right and if you think you are falling in love.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may say you're old fashioned, but when you kiss, you see stars!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One kiss from you, and anyone will be hooked forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizdiva.com/kissquiz.html"&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How Do *You* Kiss?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizdiva.com/"&gt;More Great Quizzes from Quiz Diva&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-85610136?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/85610136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/85610136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85610136' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-85594920</id><published>2002-12-06T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-06T07:35:29.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have decided to put both my body as well as my mind in a state of rest.  I am gonna rest up my body so it is fresh and I can make the key play 2nite.  As for my mind, I need to clear it out, so I can focus on the goal, the prize.  My mind needs to be cleared so that I can make the right decision in a key situation.  Basketball tournament 2nite..... need to win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-85594920?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/85594920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/85594920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85594920' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-85471765</id><published>2002-12-03T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-03T23:54:04.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so I was struggling on my homework like mad this afternoon.  Reading class notes and the textbook to no avail.  After a couple of hours of not getting it... i resort to calling ppl.....so I call a classmate... and he said he doesn't really get it either..... so wut do I do?  i go ball of course.  Balled for three hours or so... and when I come back and check my voicemail my classmate has left a message.  Turns out, this professor used this question as a test question last year and it was on the answer key all alone!!!! so... wut took me all afternoon with no results, ended up taking seven minutes.... less time than it took for me to finish a slice of my Midnight Special!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-85471765?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/85471765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/85471765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85471765' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-85385827</id><published>2002-12-02T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-02T09:49:46.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>awww shiet.... big trouble in lil' china..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I had this paper due last tuesday, I also had a doctor's appointment..... so, wut do I do?  I ask a friend to turn it in for me.  I finish the appt. and stop by class and my friend said he turned it in, and so I was outta there.  Next thing I know, I get a call this morning and... awww shiet, he found the paper in his backpack.  He went to go talk wit my prof. and I had to email the paper to him.... hopefully.... surprisingly, I am not mad, nor am I scared.. just chilled.. you know?  Oh well....... Interesting morning... woke up, saw a ton of snow and decided it was too much for me to talk to class so i didn't go.  I am gonna go this afternoon... gotta get my exam back, hopefully, hopefully did ok.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!! KT and he car troubles, again!  had to go and look at it again.  Whew, at least the engine is ok... just a blown out tire..... not too bad eh?  Aight, enuf for now, peace kiddos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-85385827?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/85385827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/85385827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85385827' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-85345564</id><published>2002-12-01T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-01T14:13:57.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="400" border="0" bgcolor="#0000FF"&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;td width="125" align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.suzaku.info/quiz/images/grumpy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td  bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#0000FF"&gt;Grumpy Bear&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font color="#0000FF"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;You are always complaining about something, especially about always having to do all the work, and make the easiest things difficult. Your grumbling can go too far and really hurt those around you. Even though you can be hard to deal with, others like you anyways because you are mysteriously charming and cute when you're mad. You are good at fixing things and are willing to take on large tasks...with a little grumbling of course! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#0000FF"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.suzaku.info/quiz/carebears.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;font color="#30CCFF"&gt;Take the &lt;i&gt;Which Care Bear Are You?&lt;/i&gt; Quiz!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-85345564?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/85345564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/85345564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85345564' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-85336513</id><published>2002-12-01T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-01T09:45:40.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back at school and back on my own computer... ahhhhhhh  ever-enjoyable.  Guess the fishbowl no longer calls my name..... back to the friendly confines of a keyboard that WON'T STICK!!  YEAH!!!  so... back to the same ol' same ol'.... more ball soon... aight kiddo's hit me back just to chat - babyface&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-85336513?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/85336513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/85336513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85336513' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-85226335</id><published>2002-11-28T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-28T14:02:21.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my daddy fixed my computer... yay!  my power supply was supposedly really really #%#$ and it was bound to happen sooner or later.  But with my new power supply in two, I will be up and running again in no time.  So... wut else has been new?  nothing, nothing at all.  Sad eh?  My life is now based around waking up... deciding not to go to class and trying to decide how many times I will play basketball that day and for how long.  I think I will no longer go and play twice a day, it wore me out too much and I could barely move by the end of the week.  My doctor's appointment reminded me that my foot is still broken.... and I shouldn't have been playing the last three weeks and not for at least another month or so... which in time will have allowed the bone to grow back in place properly.  Oh well.  enuf for now- MIKE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-85226335?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/85226335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/85226335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85226335' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-84814345</id><published>2002-11-20T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-20T06:07:58.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arg, my computer is all messed up.  At first, I couldn't use the internet... that annoyed me a lot.  I restarted my computer and then all of a sudden.. BAM... I doesn't work anymore.  So then I proceed to shut it down and then go to the library to work on it.  When I get back... BAM.. it doesn't even turn on.. WTF!!!!  So, here I am in the fishbowl... just bumming and doing all the online stuff I would be doing if my computer was working at home.  I did a FREE copy of USA Today, Detroit Free Press as well as the New York Times..... new UM readers program... gotta say... i like it.  aight, someone come and fix my shiet?!!  peace- MIKE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-84814345?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/84814345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/84814345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84814345' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-84751341</id><published>2002-11-18T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-18T23:19:21.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow... no exams until December... all I got is a short paper due on the Tuesday rite b4 Thanksgiving.  You kwow wut that means.... time to ball baby.  Everynight from now until December 6 (Kathy's birthday.... see.. i recognized....)  Aight, enuf for now... take it easy world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-84751341?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/84751341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/84751341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84751341' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-84700207</id><published>2002-11-18T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-18T01:31:19.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Better than Howie?!! at ball?!!  not a possibility.  his combination of inside power/finesse coupled with his ability to shoot the J, also combined with his clutch factor.. makes it a tall order to become Howard-like. Why?  First off, I will never be half the rebounder that Howie is.  Whenever I play with Howard, I know that any shot put up that does not go in, will be swallowed up by Howard.  His leaping ability, tho not the best, is quite possibly the quickest.  Another thing, is his ability to finish.  I cannot finish around the hoop for the life of me.  Howard can go up against bigger ppl and power it in, he can go around smaller people and finesse it in.  As for me?  I shoot jumpers... my 3 point shot percentage is quite possibly higher than my field goal percentage.  I cannot finish at all.  But what seperates Howie from me, is his clutch factor.... all I have to say is he hit TWO free-throw to ice a game in Chicago.  I doubt I could've even hit one... let alone two.. mad clutch.... so Howie... I will continue to play hard, but you need to worry.... you will always be better than I......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-84700207?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/84700207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/84700207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84700207' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-84633767</id><published>2002-11-16T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-16T13:22:23.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>at home, resting.... finished until mid-December, well, almost finished, got one paper... only five pages, ain't shiet if you ask me.  Anyhow, next semester... potentially, i can only have classes between Tuesday and Thursday.  If that really happenes, then I will be absolutely exstatic..... I love four day weekends.... ok, no more for now... just gonna ball a lot more until the 6th of December... I must I must get better, it is crucial for me as a person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-84633767?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/84633767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/84633767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84633767' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-84242803</id><published>2002-11-08T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-18T01:26:57.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so I have been ballin more... just trying to get back in the groove.  something must be clickin... So maybe I should fracture my other foot and see if I can become an even better shooter :-)  aight, that's all for now, peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-84242803?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/84242803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/84242803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_11_03_archive.html#84242803' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-83131227</id><published>2002-10-17T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-17T12:31:44.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Foot fractured..... no bball..... part of my life has just been killed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-83131227?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/83131227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/83131227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83131227' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-82855679</id><published>2002-10-11T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-11T12:57:09.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so what is new with me?  well, the three exams went as well as can be hoped, two of them used exams from last year so that is a bonus. Today?  I just bought FOUR new movie posters.  They are Scarface, American History X, Transformers the Movie and Rocky.  They were all half off at this one store so i was like, hell yea!!!  got NBA2k3, so I am out, peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-82855679?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/82855679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/82855679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_10_06_archive.html#82855679' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-82461521</id><published>2002-10-03T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-10-03T04:19:31.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, 3 exams back to back to back on Monday and wut do I do?  I come home around 11pm and play Halo until 7:15am where at that time, Dustin and I FINALLY have beaten the game.  AIght, that is all for now.  Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-82461521?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/82461521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/82461521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_09_29_archive.html#82461521' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-81981298</id><published>2002-09-22T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-23T07:24:05.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like complete @#$#@$#@.  I cannot ever understand how this life and how it begins and more disturbing, how it ends.  I cannot understand how a person with half his life to live can die and yet a killer, a terrorist, or just a bad person can live a full and prosperous life. Life is sooo unfair.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-81981298?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/81981298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/81981298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_09_22_archive.html#81981298' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-81907842</id><published>2002-09-21T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-21T01:25:32.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>things to report... happiness is once again abounding.  Just watched Scarface and quite simply put, it is now one of my new most favorite movies.  I absolutely have to buy that.  Made me wanna make a wish list for DVDs I want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scarface, The Untouchables, Raging Bull, Taxi Driver, Heat, Zoolander, Rat Race, Gladiator, Braveheart, Sixth Sense... that is all for now, talk with you lates out - MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-81907842?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/81907842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/81907842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_09_15_archive.html#81907842' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-81828884</id><published>2002-09-19T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-19T09:59:46.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>* currently listening to : Boyz II Men : Four Seasons of Lonliness *&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing good to report.  I guess it is time to re-evaluate certain aspects of my life.  things that you expect to last for a lifetime flcker like a dying flame.  I thought ppl had always said that love heals all, but what happens when that love turns on you?  The pain is a bitch.  Guess that part of life just isn't glamorized in this western civilization.  the hardest part is finding self-identity or even self worth.  For so long, i have been able to identify myself as something, a part of someone else... and yet now, when you have to be alone, the world is a strange and stark place.  Too difficult to tread alone and yet that appears to be my life now.  Just me and myself to take on this world, got friends, but no companion.  It is ok, my dad didn't raise me to be second place.  I have been raised a winner, i have to win in all aspects and I will.  You will not see me down, because I cannot go down.  Too much fat, fat floats, undrownable. out -MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-81828884?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/81828884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/81828884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_09_15_archive.html#81828884' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-81776138</id><published>2002-09-18T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-18T08:42:03.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>* currently listening to : Beanie Sigil ft. Freeway - Roc the Mic *&lt;br /&gt;So... seeing how I have over 50 pairs of pants... I can never turn down a good deal regardless of how necessary they are.  Welcome to the collection anyhow.  What are they?  Well, first off, they are for guys regardless of wut the description says.  They are the Mavi - Mitch.  The Mitch is described as the ultra-lowrise flares on the Mavi.com website.  how do they fit you ask?  Well, let's just say my hip bones are on display in all their glory :-)  haahaa, well, maybe not that low... or am I just lying again..... you decide - out MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-81776138?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/81776138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/81776138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_09_15_archive.html#81776138' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-81676751</id><published>2002-09-16T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-16T09:10:49.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everybody :-)  Due to popular request... (well howie, and Kit kat...) I will dedicate this blog to anything and everything except for my weight etc.  So, now that the school year hsa been in full swing, I am beginning to see that this is gonna be an awesome semester.  This schedule of mine is the absolute bomb-diggity.  This will be advantageous in my quest for hoops heaven.  Also, this will be beneficial in my hopes of beating Halo and James Bond 007 Agent Under Fire in a timely fashion.  Lately, I have been keeping up with all of my readings.... an amazing fact in and of itself.  How long will this new-found desire last?  Eh, till next week, at most. out - MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-81676751?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/81676751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/81676751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_09_15_archive.html#81676751' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-81585386</id><published>2002-09-13T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-13T22:29:18.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how the hell did i go 200 minutes over my nights and weekends?!!!  damnit!!!!  there goes more of my money!! byebye, wish i knew you, but i guess that will be good for my diet... less money = less eating = less fat?  aight, out - MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-81585386?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/81585386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/81585386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81585386' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-81558305</id><published>2002-09-13T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-13T09:19:43.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boy who is too fat..... is that really true anymore?  Alas, I must know face the fact and truly reconsider the name.  At 5'8", 162lbs with a sub 30-inch waiste... is that truly considered fat anymore?  I mean.... i guess to some that would be skinny... but for me, it isn't good enuf.  my goals at the beginning of summer were modest, go from 215 to 160.  go from a 34 inch waiste to a 28.  I failed in both regards and thus had to carry on my goals into the year.  So my "diet" must go on, as well as my workouts.  I think I will now incorporate swimming into my regime.  Oh well, I just wanna be healty... or at least skinny!!  anyone got ways to lose more weight?  I read somewhere that my ideal weight is actually supposed to be around 150 or so, so i guess i got some more weight to shed..  out - MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-81558305?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/81558305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/81558305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81558305' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-81497137</id><published>2002-09-12T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-12T00:26:43.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The return of the fat boy.  Man, this first week fo school has been kinda hectic.  One thing is for sure, the return of the fat boy is imminent if the drinking volume remains consistent.  Arg, flat out stupidity on my part has been responsible for much unnecessary grief.  Well, I learned and that is all good.  So wut has been new?  Not too much, classes are going well, absolutely love my schedule.  I mean love.  Got my senior audit done as well, need 11 credits to graduate... gonna be nice. Aight, bed time - MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-81497137?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/81497137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/81497137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81497137' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-81032205</id><published>2002-09-02T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-09-02T08:06:16.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chicago has been conquered.  My team went, and we lived up to our name : "We're not leaving without the trophy!!"  man, that was a mad fun tournament.  The competition was uneven at times but in the end, Michigan was represented.  Gonna go back next year and repeat baby.  Aight, if you want the details.... comment and I will re-live each game in future blogs.  Out- MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-81032205?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/81032205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/81032205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81032205' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-80914550</id><published>2002-08-30T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-30T06:01:35.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>going to chicago today.  very excited.  i really hope we win it all.  time for me to pack up and stuff.  ok, talk to you after we win it all - MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-80914550?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80914550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80914550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_08_25_archive.html#80914550' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-80748942</id><published>2002-08-26T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-26T16:05:55.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somone takeaway my MONEY!!!  Arg, so I was going to save money this year....... but today.... arg!!!  So I went to Nike Outlet wit my cousin just to look... honest.  And then I saw a watch I liked... and I figured that i needed a watch for when I work out so I don't ruin the Diesel nor the K.Cole one Mel bought me :-)  So, I got a black one and my cousin got a blue on.  Then on the way home... we saw a sign for DVD sale at Hollywood video.  I figured that looking cannot be that bad for me... and I ended up getting four!!!  Arg, oh well, no more spending from me.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-80748942?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80748942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80748942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_08_25_archive.html#80748942' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-80702262</id><published>2002-08-25T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-25T15:19:22.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I am all moved in now.... everything is just peachy....the xbox is fun, new couch is nice.... overall just pretty good.  Cept' for this one thing that is pissing me off.  I cannot get the cable modem working.  Will someone please be kind enuf to come and help me out?!!!  out- MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-80702262?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80702262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80702262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_08_25_archive.html#80702262' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-80591607</id><published>2002-08-22T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-22T17:31:11.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so today was my last day at Armani.  And wut do I decide to do?  Make this one stupid camel look even stupider.  This gurl is by far the *itchiest person I have ever met.  She just talks to this one gurl and that is it.  She makes everyone else feel like idiots which is ironic since this gurl is also one of the most ignorant and stupid person i have ever met.(i did say she was a camel after all...)  So anyhow, she has been working at Armani for like four years and my goodness, she didn't even know wut T-shirts came in XXL.  I mean, come on... four years and you don't even know wut sizes clothes come it?!!  so I'm like, "How long have you worked here?  you should know that...."  she replies, that she has worked long enuf to know more than me.  So then, I was like... well all the t-shirts on that wall come in XXL.  She then decides that even tho I process all the new shipments and know every SINGLE article of clothing that enters the store.  So then she was like... well I have worked here long enuf to know that you are wrong.  That really pissed me off for two reasnos... first off, I am very rarely incorrect and secondly and most importantly, she is a *ITCH!!!!  so I decide that after she goes back onto the floor, to pull every single XXL shirt that is located on the T-shirt wall and hand them to my boss and say..... seeing how Christina is too inadept to complete such a simple task as to finding all the XXL shirts.... I have made up for her incopetence and done the job myself.  Of course, I say this loud enuf for everyone in the store to hear.... man, I am sooo good! out-MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-80591607?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80591607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80591607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_08_18_archive.html#80591607' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-80545831</id><published>2002-08-21T17:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-21T17:45:16.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh well, I bought the shoes i wanted...... in grey with black accents.  Man, I buy too much.  Arg, man, I bought the DVD playback kit today.  The good thing is that I have a Microsoft rebate that will pay my the amount I paid for the kit.  Nice eh?  Also, I returned the smaller controller and got another one the same size.  Another thing... I played NFL2K3 but....I think that I still like Madden better.  The graphics are amazin but.... Maddne has always been my game so I have to keep being a true fan.  Aight, out - MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-80545831?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80545831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80545831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_08_18_archive.html#80545831' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-80545830</id><published>2002-08-21T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-21T17:45:16.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh well, I bought the shoes i wanted...... in grey with black accents.  Man, I buy too much.  Arg, man, I bought the DVD playback kit today.  The good thing is that I have a Microsoft rebate that will pay my the amount I paid for the kit.  Nice eh?  Also, I returned the smaller controller and got another one the same size.  Another thing... I played NFL2K3 but....I think that I still like Madden better.  The graphics are amazin but.... Maddne has always been my game so I have to keep being a true fan.  Aight, out - MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-80545830?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80545830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80545830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_08_18_archive.html#80545830' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-80458816</id><published>2002-08-19T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-19T20:30:05.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want these shoes!!!!!!!!  http://www.kicksology.net/reviews/nike/zoomflightturbine.html  Wut do you guys think?  Lemme know.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-80458816?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80458816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80458816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_08_18_archive.html#80458816' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-80406229</id><published>2002-08-18T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-18T17:31:04.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I NOW OWN THE XBOX!!!!!  Today, I went and bought the XBOX, the Controller S (smaller version of the origional controller), Madden 2003 (sorry Paul, gotta stay real to my EA roots.... NBA2K3 fo sho tho....), and Legends of Wrestling.  I had to get that last one, I just had to.  Hulk Hogan in his prime before all of that Hollywood crap.... gotta love it.  Out - MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-80406229?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80406229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80406229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_08_18_archive.html#80406229' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-80322431</id><published>2002-08-16T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-16T08:54:54.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gotta get ready for work... I am geetting sooo pumped to get back into school then going to CCUC to dominate.  Aighty, I am moving in on the 24th.... anyone else gonna be there alerady?  Holla back - OUT MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-80322431?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80322431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80322431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_08_11_archive.html#80322431' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-80259564</id><published>2002-08-14T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-14T20:30:21.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>played ball for the first time in a long time.... and man, was I on.  I played wit my cousin who played a bit in college in Taiwan (his highest scoring game was 41 points... damn... must run in the family)  OH well, its not like I am gonna get to shoot more than once at the CCUC tournament but nevertheless, it will be good to practice just in case we blow someone out...  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-80259564?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80259564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80259564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_08_11_archive.html#80259564' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-80214046</id><published>2002-08-13T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-13T20:08:30.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>VP, Prez and DM of A/X all came... stayed for 20 minutes.  Damn, all that work for a 20 minute inspection?!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-80214046?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80214046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80214046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_08_11_archive.html#80214046' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-80173656</id><published>2002-08-12T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-12T22:59:12.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>too tired to blog, just worked 16 hours... no break out - MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-80173656?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80173656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80173656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_08_11_archive.html#80173656' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-80085595</id><published>2002-08-10T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-10T20:09:11.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Melissa is in Toronto this weekend, thus I have done nothing but work.... cuse I am boring.  Bought a new shirt today.... button down, er... it doesn't buttom but it snaps.... white, wit grey pinstripes, been in a pinstripe mood this season so far... it is stretch.... gonna wear it wit dirty jeans and grey pants... not really that dressy tho..  out  - MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-80085595?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80085595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80085595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#80085595' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-80085474</id><published>2002-08-10T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-10T20:05:52.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.half-asleep.com/pooh/interact/quiz/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.half-asleep.com/pooh/interact/quiz/roo.gif" width="300" height="175" border="0"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Take the 100 Acre Personality Quiz!&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-80085474?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80085474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/80085474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#80085474' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-79936515</id><published>2002-08-07T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-07T07:11:28.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spirit Airlines is offering free flights on September 11.  Anyone wanna go anywhere?  Let's all go to Las Vegas for a night.... stay up all nite and then fly back the next morning.  It wiill work for me seeing how I decided to check my schedule the other day and wut did I find?  Found out that my weekend begins on Thursday as of 11:30am.  Man, this semester will be good to me, I can already feel it.  Haahaaa, so suckers enjoy your fridays, cuse I know I mos def am - out niggaz MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-79936515?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/79936515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/79936515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#79936515' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-79915765</id><published>2002-08-06T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-06T18:22:18.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I bought two new pairs of shoes today.  I bought a new pair of running shoes, the Saucony Men's G.R.I.D. Shadow.  I also bought a new pair of a black Sebago dress loafer.  Oh well, I guess I needed both.... haahaa, aight, out - MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-79915765?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/79915765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/79915765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#79915765' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-79873901</id><published>2002-08-05T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-05T20:27:05.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day off tomorrow, exciting.  I have decided to get a CCUC team t-shirt.  Everyone has been numbered from 1-9 and I will go and get some graphic T's and then some iron-on numbers.  Nice eh?  I am hoping to keep the cost of the T's to about $10 p/person.  That shouldn't be too bad.  Got my new Armani uniform today, grey pants and a black sweater.  It is sooo nice that you get to pick your own uniform.  Pants - anything up to $100 and tops are anything up to $80.  If you go over, you just pay the difference, no tax.  Nice eh?  Aight kiddo's please leave comments, I LOVE GETTING COMMENTS!!!  so, please leave some aight?  peace - MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-79873901?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/79873901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/79873901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_08_04_archive.html#79873901' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-79790620</id><published>2002-08-03T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-03T19:03:21.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CCUC roster is now complete : &lt;br /&gt;(listed in height, from oldest to youngest I think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howard Lee&lt;br /&gt;Michael Wang&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Liu&lt;br /&gt;JImmy Tseng&lt;br /&gt;Jerry Lee&lt;br /&gt;Gary Sun&lt;br /&gt;Jason Chien&lt;br /&gt;Marcus Chiu&lt;br /&gt;Timmy Liu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the team that can hopefully ward off all challengers.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-79790620?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/79790620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/79790620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_07_28_archive.html#79790620' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-79664269</id><published>2002-07-31T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-31T17:27:36.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exciting news : I met Pavel Datsyuk today.  He was in the store whilst I was in the backroom.  My manager comes into the back and says "some hockey player is out in the store".  Seeing how I am such a fan, I barely could contain my excitement and ran out onto the floor.  The moment I saw him I knew I recognized his face.  It took just a moment and I realized that I was staring at the mug of one of the most exciting young players in the game.  I was so happy that I had to ask for his autograph.  Exciting day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-79664269?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/79664269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/79664269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_07_28_archive.html#79664269' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-79579910</id><published>2002-07-29T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-29T21:10:38.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am back.... man I had a blast.  2 tired to blog for long, will include a day by day recount some other time.  out - MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-79579910?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/79579910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/79579910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_07_28_archive.html#79579910' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-79374907</id><published>2002-07-24T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-24T20:03:47.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>About to watch Sleepers with Melissa, Jimmy, Sara, Kathy, Lil Chi and Gary.  Exciting stuff.  Bad day today.  Got a ticket with three charges on it : Failure to stop at a Stop Sign, Failure to Stop at then end of a private drive and finally failure to wear a seatbelt.  Aight, gonna watch this movie then start my laundry and pack baby. out _MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-79374907?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/79374907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/79374907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_07_21_archive.html#79374907' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-79324720</id><published>2002-07-23T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-23T17:50:15.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Miami in two days baby!!!! that is all out_MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-79324720?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/79324720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/79324720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_07_21_archive.html#79324720' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-79207814</id><published>2002-07-20T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-20T21:06:51.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want an XBOX.... like sooo badly.  I want it so badly that my lil bro has already purchased my first game for me.  He has already gotten me Halo.  Now all I need is the system.  So I decided to calculate how much such a fine system is going to cost me.  Well I decided that I am going to get it from Target where I mite be able to get an additional 10% off the system.  So that would bring the price of the counsel down from $200 to $180 and then with tax it would be about $190.8.  Seeing how I am not going to be selfish, I would buy another controller.  With 10% off it would bring the price down from $30 to $27 and then with tax it will be $28.62.  The extra DVD remote is also $30 so that will put me back another $28.62.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So even before buying any games or playing anything at all, I have already put myself in the hole by $248.04.  Then of course I will buy Madden 2003, which is about $50.  Then I will want to get NBA2K3 and then Metal Gear Solid 2, another $100.  So as of now, I have already placed aside a grand total of $398.04 for the XBOX.  Anyone wanna help?  Does anyone know if you can burn games for it as was demonstrated on the DC by NUTS?  Holla back if you got a good answer...&lt;br /&gt;OUT_ MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-79207814?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/79207814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/79207814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_07_14_archive.html#79207814' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-79178183</id><published>2002-07-19T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-19T21:50:17.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So have you ever been looked upon&lt;br /&gt;as someone who cannot succeed?&lt;br /&gt;Laughed at&lt;br /&gt;or been spoken down to?&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe you know how it feels&lt;br /&gt;to look down the barrel of sadness' revolver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torn from the inside, &lt;br /&gt;you reak of pain.&lt;br /&gt;Sadness and misery&lt;br /&gt;are your only companion.&lt;br /&gt;Forced to swallow the tears&lt;br /&gt;that are trying to choke you.&lt;br /&gt;Force feeding you feelings that&lt;br /&gt;erode your inner being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet, feelings that kill you,&lt;br /&gt;eat away your insides&lt;br /&gt;can only lead to days filled with&lt;br /&gt;feelings perhaps like walking on clouds,&lt;br /&gt;Loves first kiss, &lt;br /&gt;or even the first ray of light on the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;Those days remind you of why you suffer.&lt;br /&gt;Suffer through days like these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun sets earlier now.&lt;br /&gt;Darkness surrounds and invades&lt;br /&gt;and eventually overtakes the memories of good.&lt;br /&gt;memories of the first light, loves first kiss.&lt;br /&gt;The moon does not shine.&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts quickly surface.  &lt;br /&gt;When will the sun rise again?&lt;br /&gt;Will it come?&lt;br /&gt;Is it gone for good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do you know the feeling?&lt;br /&gt;Do you?&lt;br /&gt;Do those feelings invade and overtake?&lt;br /&gt;Do you beg just to see the light&lt;br /&gt;one more time?  &lt;br /&gt;Do you wish you had &lt;br /&gt;never lost sight of the light to begin with?&lt;br /&gt;Do the memories seem hazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has life become and endless night,&lt;br /&gt;a night filled with dream of terror?&lt;br /&gt;Nightmares that never cease?&lt;br /&gt;Walking and moving&lt;br /&gt;as though you are fully awake.&lt;br /&gt;And yet you wish you could&lt;br /&gt;just pinch yourself and the good will once again flood in?&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps life has become the &lt;br /&gt;fabled bottomless hole.&lt;br /&gt;You falling and yet whe you look around&lt;br /&gt;all you see is darkness.&lt;br /&gt;All you feel is emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So have you ever been looked upon&lt;br /&gt;as someone who cannot succeed?&lt;br /&gt;Laughed at&lt;br /&gt;or been spoken down to?&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe you know how it feels&lt;br /&gt;to look down the barrel of sadness' revolver&lt;br /&gt;I have......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-79178183?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/79178183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/79178183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_07_14_archive.html#79178183' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-79019912</id><published>2002-07-16T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-16T07:50:19.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok.... Time for the Men's Back to School Essentials::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destructed Denim...&lt;br /&gt;-Regarless of wut naysayers may say Denim is truly on comeback trail.  From my personal observation... destructed denim is the choice of many of the men.  And to the dismay of gay-bashers and 80s-haters across the country, tight denim has been selling far better than relaxed or oversized fit.  Color?  the color that has swept America as of the last year or so is the dirty wash.  This wash has a wide arrange of shades and various indications such as the whisker lines that are located around the hip area..... the faded butt......... as well as the faded thigh.  Another highly popular design has been the slightly destructed look.  This usually includes frayed pant legs, frayed pocets and perhaps even a rip here or there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tops..&lt;br /&gt;-sandy colours such as brown and khacki have gone hand in hand with the so called denim revival.  These colours mesh well with the destructed and dirty wash.  Many of the top designers have choosed to go for this look.  Faded design tops and subtle logos are the current trend.  No more bright and flashy logos.  Tighter tops, mroe fitter yet not muscle-tees, are selling well.  Guess the 80s really have made a comeback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoes....&lt;br /&gt;- well you think about it.  Dirty wash.... darker (non-black) colours for tops.... nothing will do but a nice pair of brown shoes.  u cannot really swing the shiny black shoes in with the dirty wash...and sporting boots mite make for an onsite shooting.... so brown retro shoes will have to do.  Shoe designers have caught on with this retro look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE : &lt;br /&gt;the upcoming fall and winter seasons may in fact revert to the same fashion as all the past fall and winter seasons.  The past few shows from the top designers have all proved to be denim-less.  Now, it remains to be seen as to if they were trying to be different and try and produce something new and unique or if truly this denim craze is more built for the warmer climates.  Well, the fall fashion shows have once again produced the dress-up look.  As with all the past falls and winters, black and grey were the predominate colours.  So, for all u azn dressed guys who were GQ all along, you guys already set for both the fall as well as the winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-79019912?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/79019912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/79019912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_07_14_archive.html#79019912' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-79018927</id><published>2002-07-16T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-16T07:22:19.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> so wut has been new........... absolutely nothing.  I am going to AA on Wednesday afternoon.  In the morning I am going to go study at Mels' school from 9-noon or so.  Then we are gonna drive up to AA and pick up some stuff and then (just for the House Special) eat at Pizza House and perhaps even get the House Special.  Haahaa, aightty, time to go study.  OUT_ MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-79018927?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/79018927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/79018927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_07_14_archive.html#79018927' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-78973924</id><published>2002-07-15T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-15T07:37:02.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Arg!!!  I have friggin pink eye.  I woke up on Sunday morning wit a pain in my right eye.  I tried to just rinse it out but it continued to hurt.  Fortunately, my family doctor goes to chruch wit my parents so I just went along and asked him to look at it.  He took one look and then said I had a bacterial infection, or more commonly known as Pink Eye.  Sucks for me, at leaset I got medication.  Oh well.  Yesterday was fun. After church I came home and ate wit my fam and then rested for a bit.  At 4:30pm I went to a hs graduation party.  It was ok, hung out wit Mel.  Afterwards we went to a driving range wit her cousin and her father.  I was soo excited that she likes it.  Now we have to something we can do to fight boredom here in this wonderful town of Troy.  I can hit the ball ok, but the problem arises when I have to hit it in a certain direction.  Wit irons I can hit straight and far, but wit a driver.... eh......... hello Mr. Slice..... ok, enuf for now, OUT - MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-78973924?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78973924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78973924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_07_14_archive.html#78973924' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-78880744</id><published>2002-07-12T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-13T08:00:33.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> happy birthday Howard K. Lee!!!  u are 22.. only five months older than I..... come back soon!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just saw Road to Perdition... it was ok... not as good as I thought it would be.  The ending was kinda like.. um yeah, that is good i guess...... anyhow, this blog is all about Howard Lee aka The House Special!!  Happy 22nd bro! out - MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-78880744?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78880744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78880744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_07_07_archive.html#78880744' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-78847890</id><published>2002-07-11T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-11T21:03:09.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so a new revalation in my life..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother actually commented on how I looked today.  She was talking on the phone to Taiwan and of course seeing how all of my cousins are over 6 ft and skinny as hell, well of course they asked how the fatty cousin was doing?  Well my mother said "fatty? he has lost 3 inches to the waist and has really lost a lot of weight since last year, at least 50 pounds."  I was like, what the %&amp;^%^&amp; is going on?  My mother never compliments me.... she is always telling me how fat I am and stuff. So I went to Armani and I decided to get some skinny ppl jeans.  I tried on these new Armani destructed jeans.  They are tight, and straight leg.  Usually I would be.... hmm, must be fat so I haev to get at least a 33 or 34 inch waist.  Not this time however, I had to decide between a 31 or a 32 inch waist.  In the end, i got the bigger ones simply cuse I was afraid that I mite get fat again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh yeah, for all my male readers out there, seeing how I wear "gay white mans" jeans more and more now... have any of you guys worn boxer briefs?  I was reading FHM Fall Mens Fashion catalogue and that is wut the recommended... lemme know?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, back to the story.  So I got the jeans and I was happy.  Then I went to BR and lemme tell you, stop shopping there... the store is in desperate need of style man.  Not to say that Armani has such awesome taste or wutnot, but BR is mos def a poor excuse for a upscale GAP or Old Navy.  i mean, they produce the exact same line over and over.... i dunno, maybe when I start working I will appreciate the simpleness of the store.. but now, I gotta live man.  The gurls clothes on the other hand, man, they still keep up and make em cute, why can't they do the same for the guys stuff?!!!  Anyway, so I didn't find anything.  Went to GAP and dun get me started... then went to Abercrombie... looking for board shorts.... but none were better than my new Quicksilver ones so I left.  So I then went to Marshall Fields... I needed to fnid some new shoes for Maimi and my new jeans.  So i went looking and lo-and-behold.... the shoes I have been yearning for.  I found brown campers.  I dunno, I guess my new thing is to try and locate as much brown and tan coloured items to match the new fashion lines... i will post my guide to men's fashion some other time......... anyhow, I have been lusting after these sheos, ever since I laid my eyes upon them in NYC.  Lil Chi got em for $$ but I alast could not match her bling.  So I waited and GOD placed them rite before my eyes.  They were the perfect fit, EUROPEAN 41 and the best thing is... they were on clearance.  The last two pairs in the store and I got it for a super deal.  They are $140 shoes and I got em for $55.  Thats rite folks, $55... then wit Melissa's Marshall Fields discount, another 10% off and there you have it... only $47.  man, I had a good day........  stay tuned for my observed upcoming fall fashion tips for men..... out _MW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just in case you wanted to know.... my campers look like this http://shop.zappos.com/n/p?dp=65439&amp;c=1481&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-78847890?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78847890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78847890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_07_07_archive.html#78847890' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-78833453</id><published>2002-07-11T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-11T13:38:16.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So..... cross two items off my want list... I got the Campers and the Armani Destructed Jeans - OUT MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-78833453?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78833453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78833453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_07_07_archive.html#78833453' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-78804248</id><published>2002-07-10T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-10T21:08:07.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day offs for the next two days... most exellent.  Time is gonna be spent on Melissa.  Also some on shopping.  Need to get 15 t-shirts for my cousin in Taiwan.... Bday present for the House Special.......stuff for MIAMI baby :-P  out_MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-78804248?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78804248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78804248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_07_07_archive.html#78804248' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-78765916</id><published>2002-07-09T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-09T23:23:54.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just finished working out.  I have had this bad habit as of late to work out while watching a DVD.  On tap tonite, was Behind Enemy Lines.  The movie really wasn't as bad as I thought it would be.  Workout 2nite?  Ran two miles from midnite to 12:20pm..... the did 100 pushups and 200 regular cruches on my crunch ball ( a crucnh ball is a huge inflatable ball in which you do crunches on, it is supposed to double the workout)  I also did 60 love handle crunches on each side.  After that, I showered and then finished the movie.  &lt;br /&gt;So peeps, are we doing this CCUC thang?  Holla back aight?  out - MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-78765916?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78765916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78765916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_07_07_archive.html#78765916' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-78716400</id><published>2002-07-08T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-08T21:19:54.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stuff I want to get : &lt;br /&gt;- Microsoft X-Box wit Madden 2003, Halo and NBA2k3&lt;br /&gt;- DVDs : Harry Potter, Ocean's 11, Zoolander, A Beautiful Mind, Rocky series (I-IV, V never happened.......) Star Wars, The Godfather Series, Snatch, Training Day.... that is all off the top of my head.....&lt;br /&gt;- clothes : Armani J65 decontructed denim, and I am sure much much more once I see the fall line&lt;br /&gt;- shoes : Campers, wut do you think black/beige combo or the brown on brown?  And perhaps the Jordan XVIIs for the CCUC tourney?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aight, enuf for now... out - MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-78716400?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78716400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78716400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_07_07_archive.html#78716400' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-78635789</id><published>2002-07-06T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-06T20:19:34.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sup Party Peoples!!!  how has everyone been?  I have been getting quite a drop in shout outs as of late and I was just wondering.  I have been most exellent.  Melissa and I went running again, it was nice.  We went for about 2 and a half miles.  It was a good, hard run.  Work has been ok.  I think I am starting to get burned out but nevertheless i need the money.  I had a lot of fun last nite studying.  Crazy eh?  Melissa and i went and studied at Borders for the LSATs, well, I studied and she read magazines.  tonite?  I got the tickets to Miami.  They were a bit more expensive than I had origionally thought... they were $191.50.  I thought they were only gonna be $165 but oh well.  Aight, gonna watch Kindergarten Cop wit Mel, out - MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-78635789?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78635789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78635789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_06_30_archive.html#78635789' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-78604269</id><published>2002-07-05T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-05T20:19:30.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>work has really begun to tire me out.  I have worked sooo many hours this week... to all you lil kids out there... study hard and get a friggin desk job, retail SUCKS!!!  It is fun at times but for the most part ppl treat u like sh*t.. whether it is leaving a pile of clothes for u to pick up in the dressing room or wutnot.  Man... all this for such a small salary.  Man, oh well.... I need to money for miami (which I am pumped about) and next year (which i am also really pumped about) but to do stuff it all requires money!!!  Aight, went running again, it was ok.  Went with Melissa and we did a good two miles or so.  Oh well, aight, I will talk lates. - MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-78604269?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78604269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78604269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_06_30_archive.html#78604269' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-78489449</id><published>2002-07-02T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-02T19:34:03.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day off......... such a wonderful thing......  So today i woke up early and went running, about 3 and a half mile.  I really didn't wanna run that far but since I had already run about a lil under two miles I had to run back.  I was quite tired and had a headache upon returning but I still had to mow the lawn.  The heat coupled with the lack of water made me tired and sleepy.  So upon finishing up and showering I took a nap.  Boring day, oh well, beats working.  But this pay-check is gonna be pretty big.  I was already scheduled for 36 hours this week.  I had to go in an hour and a half early on sunday, and stayed an extra two hours last nite.  That pushed me up to about 39 and a half hours.  So my boss asked if I wanted to get some overtime cuse that pays time and a half so I said sure.  So i picked up an extra eight hour shift on July 4th.  BUT, July 4th is a holiday so you already get time and a half.  So in the end, I am gonna end up with 8 hours overtime at time and a half upon time and a half..... if my math is correct, 8 hours on time and a half is 12 hours and 12 hours on time and a half become 18 hours.  nice eh?  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-78489449?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78489449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78489449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_06_30_archive.html#78489449' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-78445342</id><published>2002-07-01T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-01T19:55:55.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok ok.... time to lose weight and get in shape.... cuse beach here I come baby :-)  If this Miami thing works out, I am gonna have a blast :P  Aight, so you guys have to keep me accountable to working out diligently ok?  Aight, peace ppl.  MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-78445342?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78445342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78445342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_06_30_archive.html#78445342' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-78404934</id><published>2002-06-30T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-30T21:36:19.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So hello world.  Life has been boring as of late.  Been working more, just about 40 hours a week.  Finally saw Minority Report, it was good.  For once the early hype did not ruin this movie.  Now I hope that Men In Black II is just as good as the first one.  I will flat out admit that I really enjoyed the first one and am eagerly anticipating the second.  Had more hardboiled eggs today.  I only had four cuse I got yelled at by someone that they were bad for me.... so I mite cut back on some.  Gonna have to go running some more tomorrow.  Aight, no mo thoughts to discuss, outtie - MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-78404934?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78404934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78404934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_06_30_archive.html#78404934' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-78334588</id><published>2002-06-28T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-28T18:04:21.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man, just ran.  I forgot how much I hate it. Ran to Melissa's house (roughly 2 miles) then had drive me back.  She complained I smelled bad.... i guess i do kinda sweat a lot when i run.  Worked another eight hours at Armani today.  The sad thing is, that I have 75% off my full price top and bottom for the month ending on the 5th of July and the only bottom I wanted was out of stock.  Arg, the irony, I work stock and yet i cannot find the only thing in the store i desire.  how sad.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arg, meals today sucked.  I end up eating the same thing everyday.  my mother modified the diet howie sent me and i think it mite be working.  I am not hungry and yet i don't feel fat or bloated.  &lt;br /&gt;for breakfast i ate : hunny bunched of oats w/ skim milk&lt;br /&gt;lunch : grapes, carrot sticks, salad w/o dressing, yogurt and water and three hard boiled eggs  &lt;br /&gt;dinner : salad, and two hard boiled eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aight, shower time then time wit Mel :-)  You guys must b jealous :-P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-78334588?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78334588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78334588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_06_23_archive.html#78334588' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-78254501</id><published>2002-06-26T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-26T21:09:41.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to work today, first time. Armani treats their employees relatively well.  They give u a free top and bottom.  Not those cheapo ones but the nicer set for you to wear to work.  They adjusted their policy tho, now, the next full priced top and bottom you buy is 75% off and the next four tops and bottoms are then 50% off.  After that, they are all 30% off.  So, basically all I do at work is unpack boxes and place sensors on it.  Oh well, at least I dun have to kiss butt and try and get ppl to buy expensive and overpriced items.  "Watched" the draft online tonite.  Man, it was ok.  NY Knicks are really banking that McDyess is completely healthy.  I dunno, he only played 10 games last season and they expect him to be "worth" Camby, Hilario, and Jackson?  I dunno, kinda a stretch.  best deal?  Caron Butler going at #10 to Miami Heat.  They will have the perfect compliment player to Eddie Jones and Zo now.  Their starting five now looks to be the best in the east.  PG - Eddie house SG - E. Jones, SF - C.Butler. PF - Brian Grant and C - Alonzo.  man, that is gonna be  a tought starting five to beat.  I sure hope Yao doesn't blow it for the rest of the azns in the world.  Ppl are gonna watch Yao and think, there are a billion of them yellow ppl and this is the best they could they could send over?!!  - OUT MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-78254501?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78254501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78254501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_06_23_archive.html#78254501' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-78210489</id><published>2002-06-25T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-25T22:13:08.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man, I have been exhausted as of late.  Every day I take a nap.  Lazy lazy day... probably the weather outside..... not very condusive to doing anything at all.  I start up again at Armani, I guess i am excited, at least I will be doing something.  I messed up my ankle again yesterday.  Amazin ain't it?  I can actually mess it up everytime I play.  I must have like the record for most ankle injuriers.  The diet I was on?  Stopped momentarily for one day of Greek Town and Cheesesteaks.  At least I had a great day of eating :-)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a super strange thing happened today.  Melissa made plans to take her lil cousins to Jeepers (think Chuckie Cheese) after Greek Town.  my lil sis was to meet us there aroudn 3:40pm.  Around 3ish her father calls and says that they are runnig late.  Me, being my super considerate self, only think of my mothers reaction if i am not there to meet my lil sis, begin to boisterously tell Melissa that I have to be there.  this of course does not come off as the nice man I know I am and makes her kinda mad.  Well I am getting mad cuse she is mad at me and that never results in a good thing.  So we decide to go and get Abby and then bring her home.  I am seething for no apparent reason but nevertheless, i am.  By the time we get to Jeepers, I am mad and I am confused as to why i am, but I am.  So i get out and wait for my mom to roll up.  She does after 10 minutes and I get in her car without saying bye to Melissa who has been waiting in her car for 10 minutes at the curb.  As I am getting in, my mom goes, how come you and Melissa are fighting?  I was like, whoa... supa freaky, I have said nothing of that sort or nature and yet she knows.  She then proceeds to lecture and slightly raise her voice at me.  I am then confused.  My mother was taking melissa's side when we fight?  Man, I am in trouble.  We get home and i go lay down on the couch.  I am tired and getting crabby.  The phone rings like 15 minutes later and it is Melissa.  I am tired and don't really feel like getting up but then my mom yells at me again and makes me pick up the phone.  Melissa want's to go to Jeepers now wit her cousins and before I can answer my mother snarls that I have to go and take Abby and here is $20.  So basically, my mother has already begun taking Melissa's side.... man, this is gonna be a long rest of my life eh?  _out -MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-78210489?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78210489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78210489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_06_23_archive.html#78210489' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-78165606</id><published>2002-06-24T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-24T22:24:16.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The wedding was absolutely wonderful.  I had a blast.... well, standing up front in a tux when it is mad-hot is not as fun, but overall, i had a blast.  The reception was awesome.  I really really enjoyed myself.  Good eats, man that potato and chicken was absolutely to die for.  The bar was... limited but I guess the drinks were ok.  The wine was not desert wine however it wasn't dry, I dun even think it was semi-dry.  The best part about the wedding was that I got to dance wit Melissa :-)  Everything prior to the wedding was all just added stress that Melissa could finally let out.  Haahaa, I think Gary, being Mr. Smooth, said to Melissa that he has never seen her soooo not-uptight.  Haahaa, nice G.  Then there was the DJ.  Man I dun think I have heard soo many bad songs played in a row since I lived wit LTung (haahaa)  His song selection absolutely sucked.  I mean, who plays the song "Butterfly" at a wedding?  Stupid stupid stupid!  Oh well, I tried dancing... I dunno wut it was.... maybe the drinks but I tried.  Melissa was actually embarrassed by me cuse I was singing along wit all the slow songs.... she promptly asked if I was drunk, which I wasn't for those of you who mite think otherwise!!!  haahaa, overall I must say this was one of the most enjoyable evenings I have had in a long long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the wedding, my mother stayed up and started talking about weddings.  She actually started planning mine in some ways.  At first I was kinda surprised but then I thougtht about it and she must be starting to wonder.  I mean, this topic has come up occasionally but it has never really been of any serious consideration due to the un-practicality.  I mean, I have always assumed that I would have to get a job first and then start financially be stable, but I just realized that I will be a senior and that time could come within a year or two.  man, this relationship has gone soo far in seemingly a short amount of time.  i still remember the first time that I met Melissa..... i dun think she liked me :-P  And then I think back through her four years here..... the amount of times that were good as well as the times that were not-good.....these thoughts generate emotions that at times seem soooo un-manly and yet they sweep through me.  I guess i just feel too immature and in many ways I am, but at times, i look back upon the joy that was evident on the faces of Kevin and Liz and I wish............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-78165606?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78165606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78165606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_06_23_archive.html#78165606' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-78094829</id><published>2002-06-23T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-23T06:56:33.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Almost time to shower and get dressed.  It is gonna be hot as hell up in that mug today...... father says about 92 degrees and since we in michigan, like 400% humidity.  In my tux.... man, those are gonna be quite substantial pit stains eh?  Let's place bets now.... how many ppl think I can SWEAT through the tuxedo coat.  On a gross note, yesterday at rehersal, I was wearing this new shirt ( it is cool, I got it from DKNY, along wit two pairs of pants, anyhow, the shirt transition from a lighter blue to a dark, royal blue on the bottom...) and it was hot, not quite as hot as it is gonna be today, but hot.  So yeah, we were rehersing the finish and being as hot as it was and me having my um, unique sweat glands.... linking arms wit my bridesmaid counterpart was "interesting".  I had noticed my tremedous sweat stains even before we got to the end of the rehersal.  The unique thing was that this time, it was seemingly only in the right side.  Normally, this would have been a cause of celebration however, when linking wit the Bridesmaids, I link wit my right arm.  I practiced on myself as they were discussing the unity candle and realized that as she would put her hand through my arm, she would get a wet treat to say the least.  I remedied the problem by rolling my sleeve up really high so as to hide the "problem".  Haahaa, I felt bad for her nevertheless.  OUT-MW  cyall at the wedding if not, I will try and learn how to post pics :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-78094829?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78094829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78094829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_06_23_archive.html#78094829' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-78055030</id><published>2002-06-21T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-21T22:18:54.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sad again.... so tonite was a busy.  went to a graduation party then went to kevin's "bachelor" party.  Wasn't one of those crazy ones where they have the crazy booze and stuff but rather it was one of those chill and lax' ones..... bowling and eating chips and fake wine.  All I keep hearing is people telling me how good Minority Report was.  The reason why I am sad is because I distinctly remember telling someone very close to me that I wanted to see that movie but I understood that thye wre busy and could not see it this weekend.  My lil bro asked and I even turned him down.  After bowling, I was on my way driving to my friends house when i called this person's home.  Her sister picked up and said that she was seeing Minority Report.  I mean, I understand that she mite be busy this weekend and it makes me sad that I cannot see her as much as I would like, but for me to wait to see it wit her and for her to in turn see it first makes me both mad as well as sad.  I was just hoping to see it with her but I guess I will have to see it alone now.  How come this one person can cause soo much pain and not even know it.  I know that when I tell her about how I was mad and sad, she will just get mad at me and tell me how she couldn't do anything about it.  That may be the case, but it still hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-78055030?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78055030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78055030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#78055030' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-78014038</id><published>2002-06-20T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-20T23:02:58.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I PASSED ECON 401!!!  Mad props out to Yih Wei for teaching me all that stupid stuff.  Man, it was in question for a while but the moment Yih Wei found out that he beat the mean he called me to check up on my score.  Man, I think I feel as though a million pounds have been lifted from my once downtroddened shoulders.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya, I basically just moped around all afternoon, then went to the airport to pick up Ben and finally came home.  Had some dumplings then went to the mall.  My hard work, trying to lose weight was really evident once I tried on the tuxedo.  The pants to the tuxedo literally fell off.  I was like, um stupid head, this pants obviously do not fit.  So this hei-ren was like, um, yes they do,. they are a bit bigger for when you tuck in your shirt.  I was about to argue but decided to show him instead.  After that I went to Armani to fill out my paper work.  The uniform is quite similar to the ones they had last summer but oh well rite?  Free clothes should never be turned down.  So I am getting like 23 hours at work next week condensed into three days.  Not bad eh?  I dun think so.  Another piece of good news was that my boss was like... I think you mite in line for a raise... that was most excellent news.  i was pumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda down 2nite.  This semester has flown by sooo quickly and now I am officially in my last year of college.  Everyone always says that these four years are supposed to be the best four years of your life....I dunno.... i really liked the time that I had no responsibilities, back when life made sense.  I dunno... seems like everytime I am down, I left stupid lil stuff bother me a lot.  For example... I had not seen this certain person in a good three and a half weeks.  I mean, we had talked and stuff but seeing someone you love is a huge difference.  I was kidna sad that this person was soo busy and could barely talk to me.  I mean, I stopped by and she said literally like 3 sentences to me.  I mean, come on!!  I just passed the class from hell and I am pumped.  I understand that this certain huge event is coming up soon in her family but still, I need some attention too :-(  So to fully grasp my sadness, I decided to watch my very favorite non-action, non-comedic Hong Kong movie.... Leon Lai's, "Love Generation Hong Kong"  It is sappy and yet at moments quite funny.  I love that movie when i don't feel like watching action movies and I just wanna absorb.  Man, it is late and I am tired.  This has been a long long day.  Good nite and I hope tomorrow is even better. out-MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-78014038?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78014038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/78014038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#78014038' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-77895377</id><published>2002-06-18T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-18T10:03:24.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>**currently listening Eminem - Cleanin' Out My Closet**&lt;br /&gt;ARG!!!!  How come the GSI's and the professors can't seem to agree on anything in ECON 402.  I distinctly remember hearing that this exam was to be 2/3 old material and 1/3 new material.  That would be good seeing how I know most of the older material.  The new material... well, I know it now.  Anyhow, upon arriving at my exam, I was quite shocked to find out that the professor had made three questions all based upone new material.  That sucks.  This test was like soo much harder than the past two tests.  WTF!!!  Arg!!!  I am mad, gonna watch Osmosis Jones... out- MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-77895377?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/77895377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/77895377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#77895377' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-77865424</id><published>2002-06-17T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-17T16:33:12.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOW THE HELL DO YOU ACCIDENTLY RUN SEVEN MILES!!!!!  So yea, I just got back from my run.  The sad thing is that I left at six and am now late for my review session.  I was going my normal route today, through the arb when i decided that i really didn't wanna run up the hill of death.  So i took out my handy dandy arb map and decided to try a new trail.  I was a bit suspicious as I followed the railroad tracks.  I was even more suspicious that I was not going towards the way out when i reached the end of the arb.  i thought this entrance was the entrance to Geddes Ave.  but i couldn't see the big entranceway that lil chi told me about.  So I continued running and was super pissed when I realized that I was in a subdivision.  I was like, wtf?!!!  So i started running.... uphill.... more uphill and yet even more uphill.  I finally stopped running.  My MD had already been playing for 40 minutes.  Well, I just ran for 40 minutes straight, good, now I have to be getting close to home.  after walking for another 5 minutes I started panicking.  How come I had been in this subdivision for 15 minutes and yet I am still going uphill.  Damn.!!  I finally gave up and stopped this lil gurl on a bike and asked where I was and how far I was from campus.  Her mother was in the yard and just kinda looked at me so I repeated my question.  She slowly said.... well, you are about another half mile up this hill from Geddes.  I was now thinking, whew, I am almost there.  And then she said, but you are about five miles from campus.  That is when the pre-verbial sh*t hit the fan.  I had just run a good two and a half miles at least and now I had to run another five??!!!  Well, I said I mite as well start somewhere so i started in this slow-a$$ trot up the hill until about half way up and I said, screw it, I need to save my energy for the flat ground.  I finally made it onto geddes and was awestruck to find out that the street numbers on Geddes go all the way up to 5061.  In my mind I slowly thought, hmm... Kit Kat lives at 1336 Geddes, damn, this is gonna be a long long long run home.  Oh well, gotta get thin was my motto at first.... then my motto was... gotta get in shape..... then I started thinking, if this doesn't kill me, it will make me stronger.... finally I started thinking... I am gonna kill lil Chi for telling about that shortcut outta the arb!!!! Finally I made it back to Regents.... I had to get some water.... and from there I came back.... and here I am.......man, I am never gonna skip out on the hill of death again.....out-MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-77865424?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/77865424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/77865424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#77865424' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-77847036</id><published>2002-06-17T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-17T08:07:29.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>** currently listening to TONY RICH PROJECT - nobody knows **&lt;br /&gt;     COUPON ALERT: all of you those you who are in desperate need of style, have no fear.... Armani Exchange is having 25% off storewide from now until June 30th.  You can either print out the coupon and take it to the store or you can shop online and use a code.  Go to this site : http://www.jjdeals.com/img/ArmaniExchange25%25off2.htm and *bam* you are now 25% closer to have style.  If you are the Troy area from next wednesday until the end of summer I can hook up wit 30% off all sale and 50% off regular price (guys stuff).&lt;br /&gt;    Aight, exam study time.... peace OUT - MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-77847036?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/77847036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/77847036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#77847036' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-77771177</id><published>2002-06-15T00:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-15T00:06:34.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>** currently listening to OUTKAST &amp; SLICK RICK - Da Art of Storytelling **&lt;br /&gt;     I AM ANGRY... so angry that I have headaches..... I want to find Doug Liman and shoot him... many many times.  Who is he?  He is the man who directed the movie that was supposedly "based" upon my favorite book.  Lemme tell you a story.  I started reading this book that a friend gave me.  It was called the Bourne Identity and was written by Robert Ludlum.  I could not put it down once I started, the only time I have felt like that since is reading Harry Potter, but nevertheless, this was my favorite book the moment I finished it.  I loved it soo much that I bought and read the two subsequent sequels and have since absolutely destroyed the books from reading them soo much.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     So, my question is.... would Jurassic Park still be considered "based" upon the book with it's namesake had the dinosaurs been left out?  I mean, wut if the director had decided to focus more upon the creator of the dinosaurs rather than the dinosaurs themselves?  That is my complaint with this movie.  Though the movie used the same name as my favorite book of all time, how is it that the characters name... the characteristics of each character and even some names.... are all messed up?  Jason Bourne does in fact exist in the book The Bourne Identity.  Marie does as well.  The similarities between the book and the movie end there.  Even Marie was messed up.  How does an Economist from Canada become some European Gypsie?  Can someone explain to me how that would make the movie that much better?  I mean, I understand that a 700 page book could not possibly be fit into the movie due to time constraints but how does changing Marie make the movie any better off?  Even worse, for those who have seen the movie, can any of you guys tell me who Carlos, the Jackal is?  Um, that is a humongous problem seeing how HE IS THE MAIN BAD GUY IN THE BOOK?!!!! Hello..... how can you base something upon a book if you don't even have the characters from the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     If you have not seen the movie nor read the book, watch the movie first.  You will find it entertaining.  Then you should go and BUY the BOOK AND READ IT!!!  If you have read the book and love it, then don't even bother with the movie.  You will end up like me... angry and with a heartache.  Oh poor Ludlum.  I am happy that you passed away because if you had to see how this idiot ruined your awesome book, you would be in jail for his murder..... READ THE BOOK!!!!! out- mW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-77771177?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/77771177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/77771177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77771177' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-77771174</id><published>2002-06-15T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-15T00:06:32.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>** currently listening to OUTKAST &amp; SLICK RICK - Da Art of Storytelling **&lt;br /&gt;     I AM ANGRY... so angry that I have headaches..... I want to find Doug Liman and shoot him... many many times.  Who is he?  He is the man who directed the movie that was supposedly "based" upon my favorite book.  Lemme tell you a story.  I started reading this book that a friend gave me.  It was called the Bourne Identity and was written by Robert Ludlum.  I could not put it down once I started, the only time I have felt like that since is reading Harry Potter, but nevertheless, this was my favorite book the moment I finished it.  I loved it soo much that I bought and read the two subsequent sequels and have since absolutely destroyed the books from reading them soo much.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     So, my question is.... would Jurassic Park still be considered "based" upon the book with it's namesake had the dinosaurs been left out?  I mean, wut if the director had decided to focus more upon the creator of the dinosaurs rather than the dinosaurs themselves?  That is my complaint with this movie.  Though the movie used the same name as my favorite book of all time, how is it that the characters name... the characteristics of each character and even some names.... are all messed up?  Jason Bourne does in fact exist in the book The Bourne Identity.  Marie does as well.  The similarities between the book and the movie end there.  Even Marie was messed up.  How does an Economist from Canada become some European Gypsie?  Can someone explain to me how that would make the movie that much better?  I mean, I understand that a 700 page book could not possibly be fit into the movie due to time constraints but how does changing Marie make the movie any better off?  Even worse, for those who have seen the movie, can any of you guys tell me who Carlos, the Jackal is?  Um, that is a humongous problem seeing how HE IS THE MAIN BAD GUY IN THE BOOK?!!!! Hello..... how can you base something upon a book if you don't even have the characters from the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     If you have not seen the movie nor read the book, watch the movie first.  You will find it entertaining.  Then you should go and BUY the BOOK AND READ IT!!!  If you have read the book and love it, then don't even bother with the movie.  You will end up like me... angry and with a heartache.  Oh poor Ludlum.  I am happy that you passed away because if you had to see how this idiot ruined your awesome book, you would be in jail for his murder..... READ THE BOOK!!!!! out- mW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-77771174?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/77771174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/77771174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77771174' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-77703058</id><published>2002-06-13T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-13T09:57:30.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>** currently listenining to : Pink - Don't Let Me Get Me**&lt;br /&gt;Starting to get a bit stressed.  Final for Econ 402 is in about five days..... final for econ 401 is in about a week.  So basically I need to work my A$$ off like rite this moment.  Running hasn't had the same results that I would have liked.  I have not lost the 35-40 pounds I wanted rather I am stuck at the 20 pound mark.  I really want to start the diet Howie sent to me (thanks bro).  If I can lose about 20 pounds in the next two weeks I would have lost the 40 pounds I wanted for the wedding and be down to about 160 pounds.  I am going to start that diet for sure right after the wedding or right after my finals.  I think I need to start running even harder.  I need to push through the pain and try and burn off all that fat that I have accumulated this past semester.  The one thing that I really have to do is start eating less.  I feel that I am eating way too much crap.  I need to eat like spinach salads every meal or sumthin.  No more of that greasy crap I eat all day long... i.e. no more Wendy's Combo number five, no more McD's Crispy Chicken combos, no more whopper value meals.... but I think I will continue to enjoy the finer servings made availible from White Castle and Arbys.  Those places serve higher quality.  Aight, gonna go study, then come home, run then watch the RED WINGS @ NITE BABY!!!! - out MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-77703058?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/77703058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/77703058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77703058' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-77653311</id><published>2002-06-12T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-12T07:30:51.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>** currently listening to : Jon Mayer - No Such Thing ** (all your fault Kathy... you got me curious)&lt;br /&gt;so my alarm clock, my favorite alarm clock which is in the figure of Doreamon, broke this morning as I woke up.  Well it didn't completely break, but the nob you turn to change the time you want your alarm to go off did kinda break.  So yeah, I guess from now on, the only time I will use that alarm clock is when I want to wake up just a tad before 7am.  &lt;br /&gt;Man, "talking" online with Howie yesterday made me realize just how much I missed him.  I miss his presence... his willingness to just go and chill whether it be to go ball or grab some eats or just to kick it back at his place.  Running yesterday made me realize how much I miss Dylana.  Running down to the Arb is ok.  Running through the Arb down to the river is ok too.  Running up the hill is just plain and simple death.  I dunno how I was able to do it before when I ran with her but ever since, I haven't been able to reduplicate such super-human feats.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person that I miss the most is someone who said they would embarass me if I mentioned their name but I will still talk about when I miss her.  &lt;br /&gt;- I &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;iss h&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;r when I wake up in the morning and rea&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;zed that I haven't talked with her since I went to bed.  I mi&lt;b&gt;SS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt; her when I get b&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;ck from class and am extermely frustrated.  &lt;br /&gt;- I &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;iss h&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;r when I am eating a&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;one.  &lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; mi&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;SS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; her when I h&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;ve some exciting news and have to settle to call her, someti&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ME&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;s after my nights and weekend minutes start. &lt;br /&gt;- I miss her every Sunday when she used to call me ear&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;y &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;n the morning &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;o that I would be able to wake up in plenty of time to &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;S&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;hower &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;nd be ready for church.  &lt;br /&gt;- I &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;iss h&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;r when I want to comp&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;ain about my body and be rem&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;nded that I &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;hould take better care of my &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;elf.  &lt;br /&gt;- I miss her everytime I see a comerci&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;l for S&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;allvill&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and have to watch it by myse&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;L&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;f.  &lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; mi&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;SS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; her whenever I see &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; dinosaur or the dinosaur museum.  &lt;br /&gt;- I &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;iss h&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;r when I am super busy and have to do seeming&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;y a m&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;llion thing&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; at once.  &lt;br /&gt;- I mi&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;s her when I h&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;ve to do dishes that aren't &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;ine and I r&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;member when she wou&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;d do &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;t with a loving heart.  &lt;br /&gt;- I mi&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;SS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; her whenever I cle&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;n, re&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ME&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;mbering how much she hated to do it and yet out of &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;ove for others would.  &lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; mi&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;SS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; her whenever I w&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;nt to talk bad about so&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ME&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;one and then think about how she wou&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;d respond.  &lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; mi&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;SS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; her everytime I see my &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;lar&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; clock, my favorit&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; a&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;arm clock that &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; just broke :-(, and I think about our trip together last &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;ummer to Taiwan.  &lt;br /&gt;- I mi&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;s her whenever I &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;m bored and I want to go out and have so&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ME&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; fun... i.e go to Target or the ma&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;l or eats at Macaron&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Grille&lt;br /&gt;- I mi&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;SS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; her comforting voice... the phone just do it justice&lt;br /&gt;- I miss her ability to c&lt;b&gt;a&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;l&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; m&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; down, at times it seems that she is the on&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;L&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;y one who can&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; mi&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;SS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; her right &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;fter we finish talking on the phone cuse' hearing her &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;ak&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;s it that much harder to be here whi&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;e she &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; there.&lt;br /&gt;- I mi&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;s her............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-77653311?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/77653311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/77653311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77653311' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-77628856</id><published>2002-06-11T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-11T16:01:27.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Arg, didn't go running yet today.  I went to class from 9-11, took my last econ 401 quiz and got a perfect, yea!  Then went to econ 402 discussion and got my exam back.... not so yea.  So yeah, remember my blog a lil bit lower on the page, about how I messed up a question, well ya, I got a 19/30 and the mean was a 22 wit a standard deviation of 7.  That means if I didn't mess up the first question then I would be doing ok.  So basically, I have a lil bit over a C+ maybe a low B- wit my homeworks.  And I just checked my econ 401 grade before the final.... Gonna have to pull up a mad nice grade on the final to do well in the class.  Aight, gonna go and run off my frustrations and then do some studying.  Out-MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-77628856?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/77628856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/77628856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77628856' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-77585769</id><published>2002-06-10T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-10T16:39:27.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I wanna be like Grace and start telling everyone about my Fav's too.  I will begin with the :  top seven basketball players of all time :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) &lt;b&gt;Michael Jordan&lt;/b&gt; : How can anyone be on top of this GOD of a player?  It is unfathomable the feats he accomplished in his career and is still writing new chapters in his already illustrious best seller.  Wilt who?  Please, being a seven-footer in Wilt's era is like having a player now who is about eight feet and 400 lbs being guarded by a floor full of 6-foot, 200 lbs weaklings.  There was no one in the same category in regards to size.  The conditions and athleticism in the past 20 years has jumpped tremendously.  Wilt would have been a good player in the present game however his poor free throw shooting (think a lil worse than Shaq) clearly cannot put him in the same category as MJ.  Another thing is.... you have all seen the footage... who is the king of the clutch?  Before Kobe and Pierce were declared the 4th kings, who was their emperor?  I don't think there have been more memorable last seconds and comebacks led by anyone other than the King of the Court, Michael Jeffrey Jordan.  (plus he is a TarHeel, gotta give props out the them, much love y'all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.)  &lt;b&gt;Earvin "Magic" Johnson&lt;/b&gt; : HIV stole the king of the triple double from basketball.  "Showtime" was never the same.... been replaced by a new group, but never reproduced.  Man, the classic matchups in the 80s, you had Magic and Bird... Magic and Isiah.... Magic and Jordan.... but the common denominator was always Magic.  He made you cared.  A 6'9" forward who played the power-point position like no other, blended power, precision and grace.  Has to be number 2 if for no other reason than his stepping in his rookie year and playing Center for an injured Jabbar.  Man, talk about versatility.  Unmatched.  Never-surpassed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.)  &lt;b&gt;Wilt Chamberlain&lt;/b&gt; : Sadly, must include two Lakers.... oh well.  The man scored a 100.  Enuf said.  Think Shaq, being guarded by John Stockton every possesion...... yeah, dominance.... lesser opponents but still dominance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) &lt;b&gt;Julius Erving (Dr. J)&lt;/b&gt; : The man single handedly revolutionized basketball.  The man just soared head and tails above the competition.  Man, did you see all those "&lt;i&gt;dunkers&lt;/i&gt;" try and pull some Dr. J's at last years slam dunk competition?  Nigga please.  Those dunks have often been tried to be reduplicated but rarely successfully executed (cept for them Tar Heels - MJ and VC).  Perhaps his best years were stolen by the ABA but nevertheless he was still the AfroKing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.)  &lt;b&gt;Jerry West &lt;/b&gt;: Come on now, he is the friggin logo for the NBA.  Will be honest and don't know much about his playing, but I trust another individual named Michael.... In Jordan's autobiography, he states that he wished he could've played against Jerry West over any other player.  And then he places the highest of all compliments upon Jerry West by comparing the two of them and noting the similarity in stats.....Hey, if MJ says so, it is so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) &lt;b&gt;Isiah Thomas&lt;/b&gt; : Iverson?  Merely a lesser replica of wut a tru scoring point guard was.  Everyone talks about and raves about how Iverson plays hurt, such a trooper and a leader.....puleeze.  Isiah played and played well against the Lakers in 87' on a bad ankle.  How bad?  He couldn't even walk into the arena, he arrived on crutches and yet still dominated the game.  Last second heroics?  how about 16 points in 90 seconds.  Yup, good ol' Isiah.  Team leader?  He could've walked that team next to a wall and then told each and everyone of those people to run full speed into it.  Who else has been able to control Dennis Rodman?  Even Michael couldn't completely stop him.  Isiah?  Look at pictures of Rodman as a Piston.  Under Isiah, he had BLACK hair, no nail polish... and SHORT SHORTS!!!  Tell me anyone else that could get Rodman to do that?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) &lt;b&gt;Larry Bird &lt;/b&gt;: Aight you got me, you know I needed a player of lesser pigmentation on this list.  And you also know that Bird was only successful cuse the three-point line was inserted for just such a player to be successfull (Undercover Brother).  All white jokes aside... on tv it always seemed that on the Celtics, only old man McHale was any slower than Bird if that was possible.  His vertical?  I think I have seen inch worms get higher and yet he was always in the right place at the right time.  Amazin'!  His basketball IQ musta been through the roof.  Such a competitor too.  Think back to the time he got a hard foul from Laimbeer of the Pistons in the Playoffs.  Rather than give another player lacking pigmentation some slack, wut does Bird do?  Whip the ball at Laimbeer as they start seperating.  Man, Laimbeer was quite a bit bigger than Bird......nevertheless Bird had guts.  his IQ?  Man, I know all those piston fans out there wanna forget, but the time when Bird stole Isiah's inbound pass and passed it to Dennis Johnson for the victory?  Killer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-77585769?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/77585769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/77585769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77585769' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-77584542</id><published>2002-06-10T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-10T16:04:03.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>** currently listening to X-Ecutioners - It's Going Down **&lt;br /&gt;Just finished ballin'.  Man I don't know wut is more frustrating for me, when I feel like I personally shoot terrible or when my team doesn't play defense.  Arg, you know my team is in trouble when I score almost half the amount of points.  Man, oh well.  At least I had fun ballin wit MLin and ITsang.  Man, I wish Mike would just shoot more, you can definitely see his former self hidden within his now admitted-shell and wit ITsang, man he is picking it up fast.  Pretty soon I know he is gonna be a defensive havoc as soon as he gets that "I WANT EVERY BALL" mentality.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went running again.  Oh my!  That was quite interesting.  when it is 91 degrees out and 100% humidity, um yeah, fat boy dun run so well.  I went the normal route, down Washtenaw, cut across by the tennis courts, up the stairs, and between Mojo and Stockwell.  Down Observatory, then turning down the hill towards Markley and into the Arb.  Through the arb, down the trail until you hit the river, take a right, run along the river for a bit then take a quick left and make a turn around.  Then it is back up along side the river until I hit the hill of death.  On the way down, Dylana always took me down this longer trail with a less steep slope.  It is about maybe a lil less than a mile down.  On the way up however, it is the entire height of the way down compacted into less than 400 meters.  That equats to a steep a$$ run for a short distance.  Usually it is death for me, but I can usually make it up straight up and then run straight outta the Arb.  Today, in these conditions, I made it about 3/4 of the ways up the hill and then realized that I was spent already.  I tried and tried but I had to stop.  My head felt like a balloon.  I stopped and walked up the rest of the hill and outta the arb.  I usually stop right outside the arb, catch my breath and then try and make it up another steep A$$ hill right outside of Markley.  Well, I caught my breath and then tried to make it up this hill, I made it but then I felt death hit again.  O well.  It was a good thing that YT was there to push me along or else knowing myself, I would've stopped oh... maybe right outside my apartment?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's forecast :   Showers and scattered thunderstorms. Some thunderstorms may contain heavy rainfall. Highs in the lower 80s. Southwest winds 10 to 20 mph.  Man, that sounds a TON BETTER!!  I love running in the rain.  But then again, with my sweat potential, I guess that everytime I run, I could pass for running through a mild rain storm.  Aight, gotta plug away.  Wedding is less than two weeks ago and I have not the 30 pounds that I have wanted to.  Still need to lose about another 10 til I will be satisfied for the wedding.  Overall for the summer I wanna get down to about 155 - 160.  If I can get down to that range... I will be good.  So that means I got about another 20 pounds for the rest of the summer to work off.  Aight, anyone got some great dieting or workout methods?? Leave me a comment and I will be forever in debt to you.  out- MW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-77584542?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/77584542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/77584542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77584542' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-77569676</id><published>2002-06-10T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-10T09:27:46.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>** currently listening to : Nas - One Mic **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;UNDERCOVER BROTHER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hour and 15 of pure enjoyment.  I must say, seeing them white boys being the butt of jokes was pure enjoyment.  Jokes weren't overused.  Overall, I found myself laughin aloud which I do not do that oftenly.  Usually, with these movies, you see all of the punchlines and jokes within the preview.  This movie didn't show their cards too early.  Jokes weren't the typical cliches that are found in every movie of this type.  Spoof wise, think of this as a spoof to the 70's black police movies, throw in some modern humor and *poof* you got some sore sides from laughing too hard.  Haven't enjoyed a spoof this much since the FIRST Austin Powers.  (*note, if you hate this movie, not my fault*)  I would say go wit a big group when you ready to be silly and not take the movie for anything more than it is.... stupid and silly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-77569676?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/77569676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/77569676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77569676' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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-3425945.post-77537050</id><published>2002-06-09T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-09T13:48:11.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>** currently listening to : Will Smith - Summertime **&lt;br /&gt;90 degrees outside..... man, I love it.  Nice and hot.  I heard that when u get tan u mite look skinnier.... could that be tru?  If so, I will be working on my skin cancer possibilities.  Bout to go and study for my Econ 401 final with is now only 11 days away.  Man, this spring term has absolutely been awesome.  I wish every term here at school could be this length.  It is perfect.  U get all the info without all that burnout that I usually feel halfway tho.  Aight, gonna go and study wit my boy YihWei and then watch the game 2nite.....  out kiddos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3425945-77537050?l=mikeypigu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/77537050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3425945/posts/default/77537050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mikeypigu.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77537050' title=''/><author><name>Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07857155994010440106</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>
