<?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-5855929</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:33:11.229-08:00</updated><category term='bitching'/><category term='woodland park zoo'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='shenanigans'/><category term='jenny'/><category term='high tea'/><category term='j-o-b'/><category term='tacoma'/><category term='liz'/><category term='booze'/><category term='wonkette'/><category term='college'/><category term='squarespace'/><category term='maroon 5'/><category term='kelly'/><category term='me me me'/><category term='jem'/><category term='heather'/><category term='nerdery'/><title type='text'>allons-y, alonso!</title><subtitle type='html'>here to prevent the kabloom-ing of, like, the multiverse</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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>87</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5855929.post-8101348035820213316</id><published>2004-05-17T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:58:11.526-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tacoma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitching'/><title type='text'>STUBEFY! STUBEFY!  STUBEFY!</title><summary type='text'>Friday night was a wonderful bit of nostalgia--Emilia came up from San...uh...Diego...ta Barbara--and we had a freshman year reunion in Tacoma.  Hit up Gateway to India (I highly recommend the lamb) and Magoo's...which was a bit of a shock, really.  I haven't been in a Tacoma bar since the no smoking legislation passed in Pierce County, and I tell you what, it did nothing for the smell.  That bar</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/8101348035820213316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/8101348035820213316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/05/stubefy-stubefy-stubefy.html' title='STUBEFY! STUBEFY!  STUBEFY!'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-6296710235262980975</id><published>2004-04-29T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:56:05.389-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squarespace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='j-o-b'/><title type='text'>i love the vegas</title><summary type='text'>Can I just tell you how much I'm not looking forward to the big meeting this afternoon?  Once a quarter, the big boss, Marc, holds an All Hands Staff Meeting... which actually sounds kinda dirty now that I think about it.  Regardless, the All Hands Staff Meeting (hereafter referred to as AHSM) is one of those rare events which manages simultaneously to bore you to tears, crush your eternal soul </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/6296710235262980975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/6296710235262980975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-love-vegas.html' title='i love the vegas'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-2634474517041770539</id><published>2004-04-21T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:53:51.929-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squarespace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='booze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liz'/><title type='text'>toupeeguysayswhat?</title><summary type='text'>This morning, Liz posted great about low-carb beer lameness and malt liquor industry advertising sleight of hand.  I laughed.  Then irritation overtook me.  If you're counting your carbs and you're worried about the beer ones...don't drink beer, dumbass.  You know you can drink regular liquor on that Atkins shit, right?  All of the good stuff: whiskey, bourbon, vodka, gin, rum, tequila and brandy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/2634474517041770539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/2634474517041770539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/04/toupeeguysayswhat.html' title='toupeeguysayswhat?'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-1351395284892159908</id><published>2004-04-19T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:52:22.407-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squarespace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jenny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jem'/><title type='text'>it's showtime, synergy!</title><summary type='text'>So my big sister gave me the Jem box set for my birthday.  It's 4 discs long.  There are like 89 episodes. Oh, the glory. 80's rocker chicks, green hair, fishnets and hot guys named Rio...what more could you ask for?  No, seriously, what more could you ask for?  My one complaint: dudes, Rio is totally cheating of Jerrica with Jem...and Jerrica IS Jem, so she KNOWS that he's cheating on her, so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/1351395284892159908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/1351395284892159908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/04/its-showtime-synergy.html' title='it&apos;s showtime, synergy!'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-8103127623926519679</id><published>2004-04-19T10:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:48:50.450-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squarespace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tacoma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heather'/><title type='text'>i'm so very sorry...my contrition completely dwarfs the impending apocalypse</title><summary type='text'>The headline reads: "Kevin Spacey: 'I fell for a con.'" I don't know about you, but I was fully expecting some lurid details on Kevin's hot and spicy affair with this guy. But nooooo. Instead, this. How tragically misleading...although methinks The Spacey is leaving out a few details. Like the part where he and the guy who stole his phone make out.In other news, Heather celebrated her 25th </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/8103127623926519679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/8103127623926519679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/04/headline-reads-kevin-spacey-i-fell-for.html' title='i&apos;m so very sorry...my contrition completely dwarfs the impending apocalypse'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-8916251166216559415</id><published>2004-04-12T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:47:40.079-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woodland park zoo'/><title type='text'>how do you speak glowingly about a girl who rode to school on a broomstick?</title><summary type='text'>So, I am now officially as old as dirt. I had a remarkably nice birthday weekend, the high point of which was my three and a half hour visit to the Woodland Park Zoo. Dude, they have EVERYTHING there. Tigers, Snow Leopards, Jaguars, Malayan Sun Bears, Ocelots, Tapirs, the coolest reptile house ever, penguins, oh, and leeeetle teeny monkeys. I was a bit saddened that there was no boa constrictor </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/8916251166216559415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/8916251166216559415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2007/04/how-do-you-speak-glowingly-about-girl.html' title='how do you speak glowingly about a girl who rode to school on a broomstick?'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-6258330269867405850</id><published>2004-04-07T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:40:09.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how did you get the tiny men to stop singing?</title><summary type='text'>Just so you know, my birthday is next week Sunday.  Yeah, Easter Sunday, my stupid birthday is on stupid Easter which means all the restaurants will be fair teeming with fucking families and kids in pastel colored bonnets.  Stupid Easter with your stupid eggs and your stupid chocolate bunnies.  Mmm...chocolate bunnies.  Eh.  Considering the candyical benefits of this particular holiday, I guess I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/6258330269867405850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/6258330269867405850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/04/how-did-you-get-tiny-men-to-stop.html' title='how did you get the tiny men to stop singing?'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-2171005236147254771</id><published>2004-03-31T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:39:10.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it will take a while but we're all going to end up at room temperature</title><summary type='text'>I hope the person who googled [skinny boys "white belt" hipster] and hit upon my page eventually found what he/she was looking for.  If not, godspeed you! black emperor...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/2171005236147254771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/2171005236147254771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/03/it-will-take-while-but-were-all-going.html' title='it will take a while but we&apos;re all going to end up at room temperature'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-4735415740487536600</id><published>2004-03-29T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:37:30.549-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squarespace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me me me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nerdery'/><title type='text'>it is very cold... in space</title><summary type='text'>The thing is, I've been waffling back and forth for, I don't know, a YEAR AND A HALF about moving, for all of the many and varied reasons why one would or would not want to move:  rent's too high for a studio, would rather have a one bedroom, but I don't really need a one bedroom and if I do move, it will have to be someplace as convenient--grocery store inbetween home and work 20 min or less </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/4735415740487536600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/4735415740487536600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/03/it-is-very-cold-in-space.html' title='it is very cold... in space'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-1581000342300656092</id><published>2004-03-26T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:29:25.989-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squarespace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shenanigans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kelly'/><title type='text'>you gotta get me one of those jumpsuits</title><summary type='text'>This entry over at Liz Is Working about liquor and the wacky hijinks to which it leads sparked some reminiscing in the User Comments section.  You see, when Liz and Kelly were college-aged lasses, they lived in a magical place known as Tacoma and socialized with people like me, otherwise known as "enablers."  Enablers are known for their distinct talent for allowing others to formulate </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/1581000342300656092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/1581000342300656092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/03/you-gotta-get-me-one-of-those-jumpsuits.html' title='you gotta get me one of those jumpsuits'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-4489400189429778593</id><published>2004-03-23T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:30:26.887-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squarespace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maroon 5'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high tea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heather'/><title type='text'>this love has taken its toll on me</title><summary type='text'>See, this is the thing: I still do not get the fascination with Maroon 5. They're just not very good and I don't understand why all the kids on the street think they're all awesome and shit. So they don't suck as much as Good Charlotte. So the band members are all deliciously attractive in their own indie kid white belt sporting ways. So the hurt, staccato vocals in the above-referenced song are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/4489400189429778593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/4489400189429778593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-love-has-taken-its-toll-on-me.html' title='this love has taken its toll on me'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-1329487423656846936</id><published>2004-03-19T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:31:20.568-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squarespace'/><title type='text'>for a minute, i thought they were going to be writing our yougoogalees</title><summary type='text'>A word to the wise: fat free salad dressing is a prelude to disaster. So I'm downstairs in Mr. Fung's store, picking up an afternoon snack. I grab a big chocolate chip cookie and a side salad. I really want bleu cheese dressing, but they only have fat free. I think "well...how bad could it taste?" I get to my desk, douse my salad in the dressing and eat the tomatoes first. They are good--crisp, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/1329487423656846936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/1329487423656846936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2008/03/for-minute-i-thought-they-were-going-to.html' title='for a minute, i thought they were going to be writing our yougoogalees'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-1984129295381664906</id><published>2004-03-18T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:18:19.337-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squarespace'/><title type='text'>honey, they're skinny 'cuz they're coked-up whores</title><summary type='text'>Ah, the day after St. Patrick's Day.  Most of the people on my floor are moping about, dragging their feet, holding their aching heads and looking like warmed-over crap.  Not me though, and I'll tell you why:  because, uh, and I don't want to voice an unpopular opinion here, but I could give a crap about St. Patrick's Day.  Just like Valentine's Day.  Chances are, if there's a Saint involved in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/1984129295381664906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/1984129295381664906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/03/honey-theyre-skinny-cuz-theyre-coked-up.html' title='honey, they&apos;re skinny &apos;cuz they&apos;re coked-up whores'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-5417109142001699595</id><published>2004-03-18T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:18:41.148-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squarespace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wonkette'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liz'/><title type='text'>bush/cheney 2004: deficit schmeficit</title><summary type='text'>When I checked out Wonkette today, I ran across this article on urinal design. I'd like to call attention to the fact that Liz over at Liz is Working seized on that tidbit months ago. Where have you been, Wonkette?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/5417109142001699595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/5417109142001699595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/03/bushcheney-2004-deficit-schmeficit.html' title='bush/cheney 2004: deficit schmeficit'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107783755444413578</id><published>2004-02-26T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T15:22:05.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>let's get lucky</title><summary type='text'>guess what, guys?this weblog's a-movin.'  again.here.please join me eventually.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107783755444413578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107783755444413578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/02/lets-get-lucky.html' title='let&apos;s get lucky'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-330324640812166282</id><published>2004-02-26T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:02:05.248-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squarespace'/><title type='text'>Previously, on the OC</title><summary type='text'>Will you hate me for moving my weblog yet again? Can you ever forgive me? What? NO? Well tough fucking luck, assface! I wanted a prettier blog. This isn't exactly as pretty as I wanted it to be, but let's face it, it's way prettier than my last blog. Not as colorful, no. But also, more organized and easier on the eyes, which is what I really meant by "pretty." The blue and the orange got to you, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/330324640812166282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/330324640812166282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/02/previously-on-oc.html' title='Previously, on the OC'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107757227824837537</id><published>2004-02-23T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T13:08:34.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tengo uno situacion con mi familia!</title><summary type='text'>so i was watching advance warning on mtv...2 the other night.  (you have to say it like ian robinson says it, with that pause and the devil horns:  mtv...two.  is it wrong that i have a mad mad crush on that bald doofy punk?) yeah.  i've found that i can pretty much never watch music videos on regular mtv because the playlist seems to include crap, more crap and mc-crapitty-crap.  mtv...2, on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107757227824837537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107757227824837537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/02/tengo-uno-situacion-con-mi-familia.html' title='tengo uno situacion con mi familia!'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107755697410976397</id><published>2004-02-23T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T14:49:29.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>well, sorry doesn't put the triscuit crackers in my stomach, now does it, karl?</title><summary type='text'>does anybody else think that johnny depp is sitting in a coffee house somewhere in france contemplating the existential hilarity of the acting genius of donnie brasco, edward scissorhands and what's eating gilbert grape winning a screen actor's guild award for pirates of the carribbean: the curse of the black pearl?in other news governor schwarzenegger has made a statement asserting that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107755697410976397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107755697410976397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/02/well-sorry-doesnt-put-triscuit.html' title='well, sorry doesn&apos;t put the triscuit crackers in my stomach, now does it, karl?'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107742877363294064</id><published>2004-02-21T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T21:48:57.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're a wee puppet man!</title><summary type='text'>oh my god! Spot, the White House Dog died!  That would be so sad were it not for the fact that I DON'T FUCKING CARE ABOUT PRESIDENT BUSH'S DOG.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107742877363294064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107742877363294064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/02/youre-wee-puppet-man.html' title='you&apos;re a wee puppet man!'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107723516036508897</id><published>2004-02-19T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T16:02:53.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>well they have god on their side, summer.  i'm not gonna beat jesus.</title><summary type='text'>i am so glad to see that one of my favorite news sources shares my immense love for the hotarity (yeah, i made that word up.  hot + hilarity) that is the seth cohen.  it never fails to please me when my worlds collide.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107723516036508897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107723516036508897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/02/well-they-have-god-on-their-side.html' title='well they have god on their side, summer.  i&apos;m not gonna beat jesus.'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107705867870288762</id><published>2004-02-17T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T15:06:42.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>even maggie has the baby with the one eyebrow...</title><summary type='text'>so, on sunday, as i scoured the local drug stores for discounted valentine's day candy (because, as you know, my amazing weight-loss diet consists almost solely of sushi, mcdonald's and a tonnage of chocolate), i made an important discovery:  the easter confections have arrived.  as we all know, easter has the best candy of all the holidays.  you know i'm right.  thanksgiving:  nothing.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107705867870288762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107705867870288762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/02/even-maggie-has-baby-with-one-eyebrow.html' title='even maggie has the baby with the one eyebrow...'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107681356064834374</id><published>2004-02-14T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T18:55:14.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you can be blasé about some things, rose, but not about titanic</title><summary type='text'>due in part to my insistence on viewing the entirety of angel season three in under three days in conjunction with all of the back-up episodes of season five i had on tape, i have developed a propensity to call people ridiculous nicknames in  subconscious imitation of both spike and lorne.  they drop such endearments as "angelcakes" and "freddikins" and "niblet" and "puff pastry" and "pet" with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107681356064834374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107681356064834374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/02/you-can-be-blas-about-some-things-rose.html' title='you can be blasé about some things, rose, but not about titanic'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107653019506811632</id><published>2004-02-11T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T12:12:25.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>not for wrath, not for ruin, but for the red dawn!</title><summary type='text'>so last night was movie night.  someone over in queen anne throws one of these about once or twice a month.  always a blast.  among the past viewees:  super troopers, zoolander, the texas chainsaw massacre (original), brain candy, the royal tenenbaums.  that sort of thing.  the idea is to watch a movie that we have all seen so nobody gets all pissy about people talking during the the screening, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107653019506811632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107653019506811632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/02/not-for-wrath-not-for-ruin-but-for-red.html' title='not for wrath, not for ruin, but for the red dawn!'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107635390124047872</id><published>2004-02-09T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T11:14:17.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>plus, if i were arrested for coveting my neighbor's wife, i'd probably bear false witness</title><summary type='text'>briefly:  it occurs to me that  if i pooled together the money i've spent on bikini waxes and manicures in the last 6 months, i'd have my marc jacobs venetia.  or a month and a half of rent, however you want to look at it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107635390124047872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107635390124047872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/02/plus-if-i-were-arrested-for-coveting.html' title='plus, if i were arrested for coveting my neighbor&apos;s wife, i&apos;d probably bear false witness'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107634818393937286</id><published>2004-02-09T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T11:14:26.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>eat my wrath, gorilla throwing barrels!!!</title><summary type='text'>as noted below, last week sunday (not yesterday, last week), i went to see the shins play at the showbox.  i was very excited, as i had never seen them live and i love them with all of the good places of my heart.  this is not always the best mindset with which to approach a live show because research has shown that for at least 70 percent of music groups, album quality is inversely proportional </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107634818393937286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107634818393937286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/02/eat-my-wrath-gorilla-throwing-barrels.html' title='eat my wrath, gorilla throwing barrels!!!'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107592309089265754</id><published>2004-02-04T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T12:39:37.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's D-Lux, son!  it ain't hard...</title><summary type='text'>so i went with carol to the atmosphere show at the old showbox and it was fucking crazy, man.  doors opened at 8, so we drove down at 10-ish.  when we got there, there was still a motherfucking line.  so we tell them we're on the guest list and they shuffle us to a smaller line, but a line nonetheless, two hours after doors opened; it was fucking bullshit, man.  when we got to the door, we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107592309089265754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107592309089265754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/02/its-d-lux-son-it-aint-hard.html' title='it&apos;s D-Lux, son!  it ain&apos;t hard...'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107575727401089451</id><published>2004-02-02T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T13:31:12.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>elope with me miss private and we'll sail around the world</title><summary type='text'>so beth and allison's 4th annual 22nd birthday party was a hoot and a half.  i wore my new capelet and felt very foolish initially, but very stylish 2 appletini's, 1 blue raspberry-tini and a 7&amp;7 later.  i'd never had such girly frou-frou drinks before, but it was a special occasion.  as a side note, these four drinks were consumed BEFORE we got to the bar, so i was pretty much shit-faced before </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107575727401089451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107575727401089451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/02/elope-with-me-miss-private-and-well.html' title='elope with me miss private and we&apos;ll sail around the world'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107574952164590973</id><published>2004-02-02T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T11:27:13.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(recycled title) you lie!  on ceti alpha 5 there was life, a fair chance!</title><summary type='text'>a short list of things that ahe doesn't have whilst drunk:the ability to speak coherentlytactcontrol over the motion of her super-long monkey armsvolume controlemotional boundariesfiscal disciplineshame</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107574952164590973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107574952164590973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/02/recycled-title-you-lie-on-ceti-alpha-5.html' title='(recycled title) you lie!  on ceti alpha 5 there was life, a fair chance!'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107541603804721682</id><published>2004-01-29T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T13:50:43.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've got two dozen slayers and not one of them has been your girlfriend</title><summary type='text'>newsflash, people: i've just had a moment. at exactly 2:04 pacific standard time, a friend of mine told me that i am "not nerdy enough" for some website he goes to. me, ahe, the girl who just quoted tim lenk from last night's episode of angel. me, ahe, who actually knows tom lenk's name. me, ahe, the girl who took issue with the conception of the balrog in the lord of the rings: the fellowship of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107541603804721682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107541603804721682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/01/ive-got-two-dozen-slayers-and-not-one.html' title='i&apos;ve got two dozen slayers and not one of them has been your girlfriend'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107523283594132132</id><published>2004-01-27T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T11:50:27.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>noooo, you said 'wet shirt won't break,' not 'piss shirt bend bars!'</title><summary type='text'>so back to my reality tv ban, or as i like to call it "ahe is allowed only 7 minutes of reality tv a week from now until the end of time."  that's going straight to the shitter, my friends.  to quote jed bartlet's liberal messiah president precursor, michael douglas in an american president, i'm throwing it out and writing a law that makes sense and that law is as follows: ahe will refrain from</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107523283594132132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107523283594132132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/01/noooo-you-said-wet-shirt-wont-break.html' title='noooo, you said &apos;wet shirt won&apos;t break,&apos; not &apos;piss shirt bend bars!&apos;'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107498933903260637</id><published>2004-01-24T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T11:26:57.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ugly baby judges you!!!</title><summary type='text'>so silly some friends scheduled their collaborative birthday festivities for sunday the 25th... otherwise known as GOLDEN GLOBES NIGHT.  how do you tell your friends that you really...really want go to their  birthday party, but you'd much rather watch a hollywood awards show?  but, alas, alas for me, i shall overcome my shallow addiction to all that glitters and join the party.  i will of course</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107498933903260637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107498933903260637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/01/ugly-baby-judges-you.html' title='ugly baby judges you!!!'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-10748073531910803</id><published>2004-01-22T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T13:38:19.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>but we have heard the chimes at midnight, master harry!</title><summary type='text'> the air, as they say, is rife with portent.  today has been a bit of a ominous beginning to the year of the monkey.  i got off to a late start, getting to the bus stop at 8:20.  my bus is supposed to come every ten minutes.  as i waited, three buses went by...and they were all out of order.  i stood there for half a fucking hour, waiting, finally got on the bus and sit down next to a woman </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/10748073531910803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/10748073531910803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/01/but-we-have-heard-chimes-at-midnight.html' title='but we have heard the chimes at midnight, master harry!'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107471959982665964</id><published>2004-01-21T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T13:15:21.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>light sabre?  who needs one?  i've got a gun and i'm good at running.</title><summary type='text'>:: how jedi are you? ::</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107471959982665964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107471959982665964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/01/light-sabre-who-needs-one-ive-got-gun.html' title='light sabre?  who needs one?  i&apos;ve got a gun and i&apos;m good at running.'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107464051438306901</id><published>2004-01-20T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T15:17:14.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's happened, it's finally happened!</title><summary type='text'>so, i'm sitting at my computer.  and there's this something at the pit of my stomach.  not quite sure what it is, so i'm thinking back to yesterday.  nothing eventful, really.  went to tacoma, had high tea with heather, watched the lord of the rings: the return of the king, wiped away leaky tears.  came back to seattle, went to an internet cafe.  made a couple phone calls.  watched some tv, went</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107464051438306901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107464051438306901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/01/its-happened-its-finally-happened.html' title='it&apos;s happened, it&apos;s finally happened!'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107438644544631892</id><published>2004-01-17T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T17:13:48.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>where thrills are cheap...and love divine</title><summary type='text'>as the risk of yet again breaking out my seth cohen inflection, last night was AWESOME.  my whole "going-out" thing has been severely lacking of late, due in part to my general reticence to bar-hop in that gorgeous seattle rain, but really mostly to the deficient planning skills of my friends and acquaintances.  most of the young men i know seem to be virtual shut-ins and jabu's, the bar down </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107438644544631892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107438644544631892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/01/where-thrills-are-cheapand-love-divine.html' title='where thrills are cheap...and love divine'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107419044828114818</id><published>2004-01-15T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T16:26:04.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes my friends say funny things</title><summary type='text'>Ahe: did you read..i think it was premier this week...the interview with sean astin? He was talking about how he gets to vote for the AA nominees (he's a member of the academy) and he was all, yeah, it's lame, but I'm TOTALLY gonna vote for me.Heather: Hee....that's so cute. I totally didn't read it. I love them all......sigh.....Ahe: yeah. i was like, well, shiiiit, i'd vote for myself too. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107419044828114818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107419044828114818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/01/sometimes-my-friends-say-funny-things.html' title='sometimes my friends say funny things'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107404135590414906</id><published>2004-01-13T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T09:18:51.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>suddenly i find myself needing to know the plural for apocalypse</title><summary type='text'>LibertariansCircle I LimboMilitant VegansCircle II Whirling in a Dark &amp; Stormy WindGeorge BushCircle III Mud, Rain, Cold, Hail &amp; SnowRepublicansCircle IV Rolling WeightsOsama bin LadenCircle V Stuck in Mud, MangledRiver StyxSaddam HusseinCircle VI Buried for EternityRiver Phlegyasthe girl the french accent on the 10th floorCircle VII Burning SandsNAMBLA MembersCircle IIX Immersed in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107404135590414906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107404135590414906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/01/suddenly-i-find-myself-needing-to-know.html' title='suddenly i find myself needing to know the plural for apocalypse'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107401982198730404</id><published>2004-01-13T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T10:52:11.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm fighting total mental breakdown here, so no more fuel on the fire please...</title><summary type='text'>something i will slip in there because i just found out last night...apparently, my grandfather died last year sometime... but i had NO IDEA that he even existed.  as far as i knew, i had one grandfather and one grandmother and the other ones died before i was born, yeah? well, i was talking to my mom on the phone and she said, "oh the christmas letter to helen was returned..." and i said, "who's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107401982198730404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107401982198730404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/01/im-fighting-total-mental-breakdown.html' title='i&apos;m fighting total mental breakdown here, so no more fuel on the fire please...'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107388536083636653</id><published>2004-01-11T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T21:29:41.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm sorry, i don't have any *jewish* candy</title><summary type='text'>oh, not only is brandon bird, the artist responsible for the norton anthology of 2002 a genius....he is a FUCKING genius, as evidenced by this stunning new work,  the law and order coloring book.  and that's just a hint if you want to remember my birthday coming up in april.cracker.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107388536083636653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107388536083636653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/01/im-sorry-i-dont-have-any-jewish-candy.html' title='i&apos;m sorry, i don&apos;t have any *jewish* candy'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107350869941069668</id><published>2004-01-07T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T12:51:59.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>well, i'm back...</title><summary type='text'>and if you caught the lord of the rings reference there, then you're nerdariffic and i love ya.sadly i will not be posting my (could it be) past the international date line exotic new year's extravaganza here...i fear the day that my family stumbles across this page and reads about my rock n' roll lifestyle.  everyone on my mailing list will get the full deets, so let me know if you want to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107350869941069668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107350869941069668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/01/well-im-back.html' title='well, i&apos;m back...'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107350847984227549</id><published>2004-01-07T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T12:48:19.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>drink up, me hearties, yo ho</title><summary type='text'>things perhaps done yesterday, by me (in non-chronological order of non-importance):-vaccillated between extremes of fear and euphoria, settling eventually on euphoria-turned the heat all the way on and curled up under three blankets while wearing yoga pants and a wool sweater and watched the lord of the rings: the two towers-was taught how to snowboard by the super-jew-totally ate it going </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107350847984227549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107350847984227549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/01/drink-up-me-hearties-yo-ho.html' title='drink up, me hearties, yo ho'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107342614787950800</id><published>2004-01-06T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T13:56:07.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't kno-ho-huh-whouh?</title><summary type='text'>snowing.  it's snowing in seattle, big time. it's all 7 inches and stuff and i'm tweaking out.  by tweaking out, i mean, building forts and having a snowball fight and learning how to snowboard down james hill instead of being at work today.this is the best day EVER.  it's like what i imagine heaven to be, but with bruises and wet jeans.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107342614787950800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107342614787950800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-dont-kno-ho-huh-whouh.html' title='i don&apos;t kno-ho-huh-whouh?'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107213126049827889</id><published>2003-12-22T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T14:14:36.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and now for the greatest thing i saw on tv this week:</title><summary type='text'>as i was flipping channels last night, i came across the fantastic south korean live-action and yet so anime flick hwasango recently re-born on mtv as Volcano High.  it's everything you want in cgi-filled matrix-y comic book romp: the totally punk rock high school characters duke it out for supremacy after the leader of the dark oxen, jang yang, frames the kick-ass head boy for attempted murder </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107213126049827889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107213126049827889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/12/and-now-for-greatest-thing-i-saw-on-tv.html' title='and now for the greatest thing i saw on tv this week:'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107179051457614683</id><published>2003-12-18T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T14:16:08.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm gonna kill ALL those, um, guys!</title><summary type='text'>Congratulations! You're Haldir! Which Lord of the Rings character and personality problem are you? brought to you by Quizillawell.  what can i say?  when you're right, you're right.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107179051457614683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107179051457614683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/12/im-gonna-kill-all-those-um-guys.html' title='i&apos;m gonna kill ALL those, um, guys!'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107168202723556882</id><published>2003-12-17T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T16:27:20.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no longer do the dance of joy, numfar!</title><summary type='text'>and now for a rather lengthy email exchange between myself and the hottest redhead i know, ryan weadon. it all started with my mass email exposing my eeevil plan, the last bit of which was as follows:--- "ahe" wrote:so, if i knew i was taking my brother, why didn't i call off the competition? well, because this made it a lot more fun for me. see, because then people would get all excited and then</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107168202723556882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107168202723556882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/12/no-longer-do-dance-of-joy-numfar.html' title='no longer do the dance of joy, numfar!'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107151738738084045</id><published>2003-12-15T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T11:47:28.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm finished being everybody's butt-monkey!!!</title><summary type='text'>of minimal interest:last week, a guy from the other side of the floor was chatting up the lunch room about president bush.  seems the guy believes that the president is a dumb redneck asshole bent on world domination, with which i have no argument, really.  then he said something about how if we found saddam and his cronies, bush would totally have the military bag 'em, bring 'em back to the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107151738738084045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107151738738084045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/12/im-finished-being-everybodys-butt.html' title='i&apos;m finished being everybody&apos;s butt-monkey!!!'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107150889047252868</id><published>2003-12-15T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T13:37:24.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>we got 'em dirk, we got 'em</title><summary type='text'>yes, yes, yes saddam hussein apprehended at last, at long last. yes, news on at 8:30, yes, president bush address at 9:15, yes, saddam does look like robert deniro in great expectations, no the war's not over.  i'm not going to give you a link because you should know by now.  this, however, is all of little to no import now as my psyche is still reeling over the utterly ridiculous move on my part</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107150889047252868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107150889047252868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/12/we-got-em-dirk-we-got-em.html' title='we got &apos;em dirk, we got &apos;em'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107101502377718915</id><published>2003-12-09T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T16:10:48.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUCCESS, FULL SUCCESS!!!</title><summary type='text'>abercrombie and fitch has finally pulled their sickeningly sexist, rascist, not even thinly-veiled porn mag.  in the immortal words of wynn rankin:  eat this shit, yo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107101502377718915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107101502377718915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/12/success-full-success.html' title='SUCCESS, FULL SUCCESS!!!'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107100097042329095</id><published>2003-12-09T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T12:16:46.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn youse guys!  damn all of youse!</title><summary type='text'>jason, seriously, jason.  i'm going to kill you.  i just kicked my online shopping habit and now you've got me hooked on silly quizilla.  as god is my witness, you will pay big. You're Welcome to the Monkey House! You're apolitical activist, or the opposite of it, asyou see the problems in our world. You'resomething of a pessimist, but you're just sodamn funny that no one can resist you. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107100097042329095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107100097042329095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/12/damn-youse-guys-damn-all-of-youse.html' title='damn youse guys!  damn all of youse!'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107090998522327988</id><published>2003-12-08T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T11:17:37.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am an american aquarium drinker</title><summary type='text'>ah, monday, the day of random, broken thoughts.  the first being that, ever since nick honomichl and i had a discussion on our mutual love for nu/alt-country/bluegrass, i haven't been able to take dolly parton's halos and horns out of my walkman and the awesomeness that is wilco (and did i mention resting my weary butt during wilco's set at bumbershoot in 2002 five seats away from janeane </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107090998522327988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107090998522327988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-am-american-aquarium-drinker.html' title='i am an american aquarium drinker'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107056491753607643</id><published>2003-12-04T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T11:11:38.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>some degrading psalm of praise</title><summary type='text'>just in case you were wondering,  my perfect emo singer boyfriend would be: Conor Oberst from Bright Eyes *Who is the perfect Emo Singer boyfriend for You?* brought to you by Quizilla now, while i love conor oberst and desesparicidos and bright eyes there is no goddamn way i'm going to have some skinny whiny emo kid boyfriend.gosh, he is cute though isn't he?  and he gave me the title of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107056491753607643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107056491753607643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/12/some-degrading-psalm-of-praise.html' title='some degrading psalm of praise'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107049783915162742</id><published>2003-12-03T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T16:30:49.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i have a delicate system</title><summary type='text'>so thanksgiving with the fam was pretty fun. in retrospect, it was a bad move to spend the previous night with all those seattle assholes, drinking and partaking of illegal substances because i was running on 45 minutes of sleep and a tragically bad hangover.  luckily, the food was good enough to cut through the cotton mouth, especially the yummy special stuffing my grandfather makes.  it’s magic</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107049783915162742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107049783915162742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-have-delicate-system.html' title='i have a delicate system'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-107047029157315802</id><published>2003-12-03T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T08:51:42.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the lesson is:  never try...</title><summary type='text'>i just got back in to work after a long, long weekend and i can't write a fat entry now, but this must be said, by me:  i just checked my hotmail acocunt for the first time since wednesday and WHAT THE FUCK?!?!  it's all different and shit and i fucking hate it...i don't care what those asshole munchkins on the chicken mcnuggets commercial say, change is NOT good, goddammit.change it back!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107047029157315802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/107047029157315802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/12/lesson-is-never-try.html' title='the lesson is:  never try...'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106979083739743049</id><published>2003-11-25T12:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T12:07:25.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm not tense, just terribly, terribly alert</title><summary type='text'>i have nothing to report.  just wanted to get the above quote down before i forgot it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106979083739743049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106979083739743049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/11/im-not-tense-just-terribly-terribly.html' title='i&apos;m not tense, just terribly, terribly alert'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106969442600490601</id><published>2003-11-24T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T11:05:11.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what we need to do is invent bombs that destroy ideas...</title><summary type='text'>ah, the butterfly effect. i flapped my wings over jonathon brandis' death and that started a chain reaction that led to liz's post, my subsequent comments and now to kelly's flowing cascade of persnickety stories. in brief:  persnickety is the nickname of a particularly abominable young man with whom i went to college.  among his less desirable traits:  excessive spitting while speaking and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106969442600490601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106969442600490601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/11/what-we-need-to-do-is-invent-bombs.html' title='what we need to do is invent bombs that destroy ideas...'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106944885519538797</id><published>2003-11-21T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T09:11:52.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i came to you in friendship..well, all right, seething hatred.</title><summary type='text'>i love quizilla.  this i have known since the first day boredom led me to the site.  oh, quizilla, you magnificent bastard.  quizilla is where most bloggers get the little quizzes and buttons that say "You are Legolas!"  or "You are Armani!" or of late on jason's blog (i can't find the permalink and i'm not willing to try very hard) "You are DNA!"  heather recently forwarded the geekiest of all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106944885519538797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106944885519538797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/11/i-came-to-you-in-friendshipwell-all.html' title='i came to you in friendship..well, all right, seething hatred.'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106943426549424869</id><published>2003-11-21T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T09:04:32.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>percy here was head boy...</title><summary type='text'>i feel like a little part of my childhood just died.  like when i watched star wars episode two, only way worse.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106943426549424869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106943426549424869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/11/percy-here-was-head-boy.html' title='percy here was head boy...'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106928861647616152</id><published>2003-11-19T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T16:37:03.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the red sun rises</title><summary type='text'>so, i have officially begun the descent into madness that is my preparation for the lord of the rings: the fellowship of the ring and the two towers extended version double feature lead-in to the premiere of the return of the king.  trilogy tuesday, december 16th. i will be taking the day off of work and it will be glorious.  the fellowship begings at 1:00, followed by the two towers at 5:30 and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106928861647616152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106928861647616152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/11/red-sun-rises.html' title='the red sun rises'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106917518536594940</id><published>2003-11-18T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T09:06:32.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>in the words of homer simpson:  "WOO-HOO!!!"</title><summary type='text'>it's not everything, but it's something.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106917518536594940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106917518536594940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/11/in-words-of-homer-simpson-woo-hoo.html' title='in the words of homer simpson:  &quot;WOO-HOO!!!&quot;'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106909301083387193</id><published>2003-11-17T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T09:33:05.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i thought you were grown in some sort of a greenhouse for dandys</title><summary type='text'>so v. busy. so v. stressed out. will post randomness until brain swelling subsides. made a mix cd. it is awesome. i totally rule. also, i likes me some whiny pussy music.the postal service – nothing betterlove – alone again orthe shins – new slangsimon &amp; garfunkel - only living boy in new yorkwilco – jesus etc.elliot smith – clementinecoldplay - don't panicthe decemberists – los angeles,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106909301083387193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106909301083387193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/11/i-thought-you-were-grown-in-some-sort.html' title='i thought you were grown in some sort of a greenhouse for dandys'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106859954466629431</id><published>2003-11-11T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-12T11:20:12.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, i've had office romances...loads</title><summary type='text'>my mom sent me a couple of boxes of books (oh, madeline l'engle, how i have missed your masterworks) as well as these trapper keeper folders that i haven't seen since i graduated form high school and packed up my room.  there were papers and notes and discs of old emails that i kept for some reason.   this was depressing as i discoverd that in regards to academics and sheer hilarity of email, i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106859954466629431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106859954466629431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/11/oh-ive-had-office-romancesloads.html' title='oh, i&apos;ve had office romances...loads'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106850939809274668</id><published>2003-11-10T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T16:10:46.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you know, light-hearted, fancy-free</title><summary type='text'>i thought i would be remiss in not pointing out that i just ran into jason ronbeck walking the streets (not in a prostituty way) near my office.  i don't think i'd seen him in person for like two years.  weird.  oh, and he got really cute--mothers, lock up your sons!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106850939809274668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106850939809274668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/11/you-know-light-hearted-fancy-free.html' title='you know, light-hearted, fancy-free'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106849216155855374</id><published>2003-11-10T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T11:22:46.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so i'm like asthma?</title><summary type='text'>my updates may be less frequent as our death march towards workforce reduction continues.  everyone's pretty freaked out and gross--and i'm no exception.  i've actually found a job at which i am good and like at the same time.  oh, and that pays well.  management hasn't decided on anything yet--they really have no idea what direction the company or the division is going, so we'll see how it all </summary><link rel='edit' 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this makes the so-called green river killer the most officially prolific serial killer in american history.  my bus runs right by the courthouse.  i was within 200 feet of this guy today.  i feel dirty all over.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106805895018717913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106805895018717913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/11/at-late-night-double-feature-picture.html' title='at the late night, double feature picture show'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106796873375456614</id><published>2003-11-04T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T12:16:08.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you guys are melvins, and i'm not one of you; so you go ahead and be melvins and leave me alone</title><summary type='text'>i suppose i should have some post about the halloween festivities of this weekend, but like every other year ever halloween has come and gone and no wacky hijinks have ensued.  didn't see any particularly awesome costumes.  there were like 8 wolverines and 17 wonder women, though, which was sad because it turned perfectly good costumes annoying.  beth's boyfriend dave came as that verizon guy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106796873375456614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106796873375456614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/11/you-guys-are-melvins-and-im-not-one-of.html' title='you guys are melvins, and i&apos;m not one of you; so you go ahead and be melvins and leave me alone'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106773104454302503</id><published>2003-11-01T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T21:54:51.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello, gorgeous</title><summary type='text'>i've always assumed that the inability to deliver a compliment on a woman's physical attributes without coming off as a skanky pick-up artist was a genetic anomaly endemic to straight men. i feel obliged to record what struck me as one of the least genital-retracting compliments i've ever received:i went to the halloween party at jon and johnny's house in full cheerleader regalia. all agreed that</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106773104454302503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106773104454302503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/11/hello-gorgeous.html' title='hello, gorgeous'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-10676344240660693</id><published>2003-10-31T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T13:08:26.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>all i'm saying is one of us might need a little nap</title><summary type='text'>okay.  i'm not making any sort of judgment right here with this.  let's make that clear.  so there's a guy.  his name is adam gehrke.  back in the old college days, he was the king of KUPS, 90.1 The Sound.  now he is adam the traffic report guy on the radio and on Q13 morning news. he is very good at it. in addition to being good at what he does, adam has a website.  please peruse his </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/10676344240660693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/10676344240660693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/10/all-im-saying-is-one-of-us-might-need.html' title='all i&apos;m saying is one of us might need a little nap'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106762782528443401</id><published>2003-10-31T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T11:17:07.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i never saw such a bunch of apple-eaters</title><summary type='text'>okay.  while i do not condone violence as a solution to our problems (even though i think a well-timed kick to leslie moonves' head might help the UPN and CBS line-ups) i really have to say that catholic schoolgirls unleashing their inner demons on a sexual predator is the greatest thing that has happened in a long-ass time.  the only thing that could have made that better would be if they had </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106762782528443401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106762782528443401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/10/i-never-saw-such-bunch-of-apple-eaters.html' title='i never saw such a bunch of apple-eaters'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106762037898623402</id><published>2003-10-31T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T09:17:53.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy halloween</title><summary type='text'>now leave me alone.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106762037898623402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106762037898623402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/10/happy-halloween.html' title='happy halloween'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106755343303962008</id><published>2003-10-30T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T14:37:38.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this song is called the CIA: our maligned little brother</title><summary type='text'>i saw the new jane campion film in the cut the other night and i have to say, i was pretty well disappointed.  the first disappointment came with the realization that nicole kidman would no longer play the female lead, but rather meg fucking ryan in her "in case you didn't see when a man loves a woman i can sort of act in a dramatic role" role. there's been a lot of re-bop about the film, as the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106755343303962008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106755343303962008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/10/this-song-is-called-cia-our-maligned.html' title='this song is called the CIA: our maligned little brother'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106753385623210790</id><published>2003-10-30T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T12:26:29.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>remind me to cut off your balls later</title><summary type='text'>so this morning, i'm going to work.  on the corner of 6th and pike, i stop and wait for the little walky dude to light up so i can cross.  i look up and the traffic light has turned yellow, there are no cars coming, so i step out into the crosswalk.  i get four steps in and the light changes, the walky dude comes up, all clear.  i get to the sidewalk and  then, a siren bleeps.  a really mean </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106753385623210790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106753385623210790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/10/remind-me-to-cut-off-your-balls-later.html' title='remind me to cut off your balls later'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106747201680686085</id><published>2003-10-29T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T16:00:16.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>take it down a notch, charlemagne</title><summary type='text'>due to the whole stress fracture thing, i've had to make some short-term concessions.  those pointy shoes with kitten heels i love so much: replaced with plain jane flats. also--i've had to dial back on the physical exertion, which, at first glance, doesn't appear to be much of a problem seeing as how i don't so much do the exercise thing.  don't do it.  no running, no pilates, no gym, nothing.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106747201680686085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106747201680686085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/10/take-it-down-notch-charlemagne.html' title='take it down a notch, charlemagne'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106745986232018470</id><published>2003-10-29T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T12:37:43.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AND cute AND fuzzy!!!</title><summary type='text'>okay--so the glitch with the comments has been fixed.  well, not really fixed, just avoided, really.  apparently, there is some bug that messes things up when there is an apostrophe in the title.  i don't know why this is true, i didn't ask.  so i will now be using backslashes instead of apostrophes in the titles, okay?  okay.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106745986232018470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106745986232018470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/10/and-cute-and-fuzzy.html' title='AND cute AND fuzzy!!!'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106737496420131025</id><published>2003-10-28T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T12:35:01.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>they/ll never catch me, man, cause i/m fucking innocent</title><summary type='text'>i just received the following e-mail:-----Original Message-----From: Data SecuritySent: Tuesday, October 28, 2003 12:50 PMSubject: Password ProtectionData Security Password Protection Auditing has flagged your Systems Access password.All passwords should consist of 6 or more characters with at least one number and at least one uppercase letter.  Your level of security requires that you use</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106737496420131025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106737496420131025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/10/theyll-never-catch-me-man-cause-im.html' title='they/ll never catch me, man, cause i/m fucking innocent'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106737360640147423</id><published>2003-10-28T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T12:40:07.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>is this it?</title><summary type='text'>why all the rhubarb over the fucking strokes?  i heard their new album, and you know what?  it sounds exactly like their first album, only without that one song that i liked.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106737360640147423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106737360640147423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/10/is-this-it.html' title='is this it?'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106730359924182091</id><published>2003-10-27T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T12:31:36.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the fall/s gonna kill you</title><summary type='text'>[cue thus spake zarathustra]bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bumbum...bum...BUM BUM!!!!i have completed all three (yes, three) of my halloween costumes.  worship me.the first is incindental.  kylee and i decided that we don't want to dress up for work, even though costumes are required (yes, required) for our pot luck--so we're going to switch clothes and be each other.  i'm not sure how i'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106730359924182091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106730359924182091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/10/falls-gonna-kill-you.html' title='the fall/s gonna kill you'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106730231879221002</id><published>2003-10-27T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T16:53:13.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lies, damn lies and statistics</title><summary type='text'>just so you know, there is no rhyme or reason to my entry titles.  it's whatever quote happened to pop into my head at the time, simple as that.  if there happens to be some connection to the text of the post, it's purely coincedental.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106730231879221002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106730231879221002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/10/lies-damn-lies-and-statistics.html' title='lies, damn lies and statistics'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106728184169484896</id><published>2003-10-27T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T16:52:24.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>murdered by pirates is good...</title><summary type='text'>you know, i think something happened to me when i moved to seattle.  i'm not quite sure when exactly or why or how, but i actually care about what i wear and what my hair looks like.  when i was in school, i wore baggy jeans from old navy and sweatshirts and this blue pair of A/F cargos that i loved to death.  i left the house with wet hair and only used chapstick on my lips and i didn't care!  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106728184169484896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106728184169484896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/10/murdered-by-pirates-is-good.html' title='murdered by pirates is good...'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106701791586392384</id><published>2003-10-24T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T13:31:36.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bite the big one, junior</title><summary type='text'>so, i've officially switched over here from over there. i am happy with the change and i would like you to be as well.  i find this new location easier to update as well as more visually appealing.  i am, however, still working with the colors and the post layout...i'm need to work on spacing. let me know if you have suggestions, but keep in mind that the orange on blue will never leave.  what </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106701791586392384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106701791586392384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/10/bite-big-one-junior.html' title='bite the big one, junior'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106701428886584893</id><published>2003-10-24T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T09:51:28.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in numbers too big to be ignored</title><summary type='text'>i'm of the non-religious vein, if you must know.  i guess.  i suppose i don't really fit in any of those molds, really--i just don't really care either way.  i don't know if there is/are (a) higher power(s) and i don't much feel like wasting my limited mental capacities debating an unresolvable issue. that said, there's been a bit of a rhubarb over this mel gibson flick The Passion.  it is, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106701428886584893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106701428886584893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/10/in-numbers-too-big-to-be-ignored.html' title='in numbers too big to be ignored'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106701309823278412</id><published>2003-10-23T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T09:31:49.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm taking the cure so i can be quiet</title><summary type='text'>in other news:  elliot smith died yesterday.  and by "died," i mean "apparently committed suicide by way of a knife to the chest." this makes me sad as i felt that he was gifted.  i am, however, not surprised, and all of this wailing and "what a shock" on mtv2 is so irritating.  was anybody actually *surprised* that elliot fucking smith killed himself?  i was surprised that he hadn't done it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106701309823278412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106701309823278412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/10/im-taking-cure-so-i-can-be-quiet.html' title='i&apos;m taking the cure so i can be quiet'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106701268775514970</id><published>2003-10-20T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T09:26:40.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>family of geniuses</title><summary type='text'>heeeeee.  witness this exchange between my sister and myself.  we had very high sat scores, for serious.Lissa: I think I want to be the Wonder Twins for Halloween.  I can be whichever one turns into the animal and then carry around a bucket of water.Ahe: that's hilarious.  which one turns into water?  it's zan, right?Lissa: Is Zan the boy?Ahe: yes?  i'm not sure.  wait, is it zan and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106701268775514970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106701268775514970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/10/family-of-geniuses.html' title='family of geniuses'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106701242857255342</id><published>2003-10-19T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T09:27:32.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i ate-d the purple berries!</title><summary type='text'>as previously discussed, i likes the girl magazines, the fashion rags, if you will.  the writers bandy about such phrases as "cult products" or "underground items" to make you think that certain products are hip and indie and only used by people in the know, when what they really mean is that the label or brand is up-and-coming, ridiculously over-priced and difficult to find because their sales </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106701242857255342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106701242857255342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/10/i-ate-d-purple-berries.html' title='i ate-d the purple berries!'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106701252892163944</id><published>2003-10-19T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-25T12:48:42.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>monkey see, monkey KILL</title><summary type='text'>meanwhile, back at the ranch:i've been watching this tarzan show on the WB.  not because i had a real interest in it, but because your friend and mine, scott g. miller is working for the show, which is super exciting. so i watch the first episode and get totally psyched because skinner from the x-files is on the show and that fucking rocks.  i love that guy so much...oh, and he's BAD and bad </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106701252892163944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106701252892163944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/10/monkey-see-monkey-kill.html' title='monkey see, monkey KILL'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106701232597545184</id><published>2003-10-16T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T09:18:46.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>abjection is above all ambiguity</title><summary type='text'>i wasn't going to update today, being all in a tizzy about finishing up this little blurby mcgee for the big boss man.  i wasn't gonna.  thought to myself, "nothing will stop me from bringing the funny.  must concentrate on silly dinner speech."  the severity of this particular issue trumps that thought.  you see, i read the girl magazines.  i pick up cosmo, jane, allure, glamour, nylon, paper, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106701232597545184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106701232597545184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/10/abjection-is-above-all-ambiguity.html' title='abjection is above all ambiguity'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106700991792099063</id><published>2003-10-14T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T12:33:48.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and it/s greatly to his credit</title><summary type='text'>at last, at long last:  the pill for men.  well, it's not actually a pill.  some australian researchers have released a study on a newly developed form of male birth control that consists of progestin and testosterone injections.  injections, you say?  injections.  it's an every three months thing, which renders the belonephobia excuse practically null.  this has the potential to be really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106700991792099063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5855929/posts/default/106700991792099063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://demondoyle.blogspot.com/2003/10/and-its-greatly-to-his-credit.html' title='and it/s greatly to his credit'/><author><name>Ahe Awesomepants</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11489507133406405234</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-5855929.post-106580276873577840</id><published>2003-10-10T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T09:16:52.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HULK MAD!!!!</title><summary type='text'>we're having some screwy server issues around here, so EVERYTHING is all slow and dumb and i'm getting cranky as a result.  i've gotten a  couple pop-up messages telling us that WMT03 is low on space and we have to delete stuff and whatnot, and 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