<?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-6317090</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:05:52.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bazilisk's Multihued Symphonic Krap</title><subtitle type='html'>Observe my stereotypically unique bitchy teenage-hood (don't worry no linkin park or self mutilation involved). It has to do with HS debate, art, crap, politics, and whatever else on my mind, this may include science, forteana, anthropology, evolution...just scroll! And then you'll see.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bazilisk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazilisk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sylvia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/bazilisk/250px-Picabia_Machine_Turn.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317090.post-108060207539295499</id><published>2004-03-29T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T15:18:10.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This weekend was alot of fun. My dad came over to Cleveland and we went around looking for things to do. Hard to find here, especially on a Sunday! We ended up shopping alot and going to see a wonderful movie: Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. That is now my favorite movie. So ... beautiful. And trippy. And disorienting. After seeing it I got a sort of movie-induced high, something I don't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/108060207539295499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/108060207539295499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazilisk.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108060207539295499' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/bazilisk/250px-Picabia_Machine_Turn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317090.post-108010612921635166</id><published>2004-03-23T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T21:32:16.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First off about the hair. It worked out pretty well, and I look completely different now. It's sort of a triangular mass of frizzy curls and it can barely be braided. I am satisfied, though turning it into dreadlocks is still a plan of mine. This summer. This ever-apporaching , glorious, NY and TMBG filled summer. Speaking of NYC and TMBG.. . They Might Be Giants are playing three hours away in</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/108010612921635166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/108010612921635166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazilisk.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108010612921635166' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/bazilisk/250px-Picabia_Machine_Turn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317090.post-107964665355399481</id><published>2004-03-18T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T13:54:12.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eeek...I'm getting my hair cut at the salon in a few hours. My hair has never changed from its long, braides state in my life, and I'm completley sick of it, so I'm geeting it cut. A disadvantage is that I will look very different than before. An advantage is that it will be much easier to take care of, and that change is...aum, good? Isn't that how the phrase goes?Oh, and my mom will be gone </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107964665355399481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107964665355399481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazilisk.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107964665355399481' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/bazilisk/250px-Picabia_Machine_Turn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317090.post-107887618618258639</id><published>2004-03-09T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T15:52:53.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The cloud of suffocating melancholy and the spurts of random crying are almost gone now. By the end of the week things should be 'going back to normal' but I still can't help but think about it at least once every hour.It really is a life changing event for everybody at the school, whether or not they express it publically. Rest in peace, Jon. I rarely knew ya, but one thing I did know is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107887618618258639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107887618618258639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazilisk.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107887618618258639' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/bazilisk/250px-Picabia_Machine_Turn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317090.post-107878193187193603</id><published>2004-03-08T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T13:41:57.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know I have not posted in a long while, but that's because I have been pretty happy, and I see very little reason to moan and bitch about the crappier/scarier things in life when I am in an upbeat mood. HOwever today is different. A kid in my grade commited suicide over the weekend. He shot himself in the head in his backyard. Nobody saw it coming, he was relatively popular and always acted </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107878193187193603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107878193187193603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazilisk.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107878193187193603' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/bazilisk/250px-Picabia_Machine_Turn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317090.post-107715681641665661</id><published>2004-02-18T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T18:16:16.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(nothing terribly interesting biographically to report today, although V-Day was tons of fun).I was just doing my honors chemistry homework, and as always happens with me and my science textbooks I begin flipping through the pages not assigned for that night and get lost in the pictures and their captions, looking for something more interesting than the unit I'm currently supposed to pay </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107715681641665661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107715681641665661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazilisk.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107715681641665661' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/bazilisk/250px-Picabia_Machine_Turn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317090.post-107646166590739214</id><published>2004-02-10T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T17:10:15.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can't wait until Saturday. Chris is coming over and I am looking forward to it so much....That just reminded me. I ought to make a useful, non-autibiographical blog. I mean, quite frankly, who the hell wants to read about my personal life and bitchings and moanings? the only hard thing is to think of a subject I can cover with oppurtunites to update regularly. Hmm. . . . politics? Music? My </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107646166590739214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107646166590739214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazilisk.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107646166590739214' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/bazilisk/250px-Picabia_Machine_Turn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317090.post-107617187506824666</id><published>2004-02-07T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T08:40:19.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>God that week went slowly. Just a rather boring week socially and scholasticaly. Nothing much to report scholasticaly aside from the fact we started our english research project. This is going to be fun, although it will require an incredible amount of work. We had to choose a topic relevant to our school and it's students. Most people do things like the effects parental pressure have on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107617187506824666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107617187506824666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazilisk.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107617187506824666' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/bazilisk/250px-Picabia_Machine_Turn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317090.post-107565884530880852</id><published>2004-02-01T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T10:13:09.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't believe this. ALL OF THE POLICY DEBATE TEAM FOR CHAGRIN FALLS HIGH SCHOOL IS GOING TO STATES. This is astounding. Espceially considering 5 of those going are first-yearers. All of Friday afternoon and night was spent at debate. All of Saturday was spent at debate. We had so much time in between the rounds that we watched Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels and played PS2 games on the TV </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107565884530880852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107565884530880852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazilisk.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107565884530880852' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/bazilisk/250px-Picabia_Machine_Turn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317090.post-10753278861220422</id><published>2004-01-28T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T14:13:37.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ANOTHER snow day? Are you kidding me? No? It is? Wow. Talk about a second winter vacation. I actually sort of hope that school IS in tommorow as there are only 5 snow days alloted for our district each year. And we have, as of today, used up 5 of them.Right now I am in the Weatherhead School of Management at CWRU, using a computer here randomly. Very pretty computer, actually, with a flatscreen</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/10753278861220422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/10753278861220422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazilisk.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#10753278861220422' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/bazilisk/250px-Picabia_Machine_Turn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317090.post-107521690225083967</id><published>2004-01-27T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T07:25:53.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another snowday? Is this some ploy by the gods or the weather patterns to make me the most ridulously content high schooler ever?Actually, it would probably be considered more of an 'ice day'. Last night I witnessed one of the weirdest phenomenas in weather. A winter thunderstorm. It woke me up around 3:30 AM, and I ran downstairs in my paranoid-about-weather fashion to flip on the weather </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107521690225083967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107521690225083967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazilisk.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107521690225083967' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/bazilisk/250px-Picabia_Machine_Turn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317090.post-107515674295413782</id><published>2004-01-26T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T14:41:10.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh and here's a pointless personality test! this is my way to liveWhat about yours?made by rav-chan</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107515674295413782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107515674295413782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazilisk.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107515674295413782' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/bazilisk/250px-Picabia_Machine_Turn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317090.post-107515590136971859</id><published>2004-01-26T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T14:27:34.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was the last day of finals. CG was easy, although the end result was rather ugly. I hope she does not mind...I might or might not get an A but I dfeinitley will not get less than a B, especially considering the fact the teacher seems to like me. Math, on the other hand, was horrible. I did not bring my graphing calculator, so I had to borrow one from the teacher- and this one did not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107515590136971859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107515590136971859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazilisk.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107515590136971859' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/bazilisk/250px-Picabia_Machine_Turn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317090.post-107500705165383010</id><published>2004-01-24T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-24T21:06:17.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So...happy...a fortunately timed snow day, filled with lazy fun, followed by a terrific saturday filled with debate. My team won 5th place with 2-1 on Kelly and my side (neg) and 1-2 wins-losses on Anya and Sarah's side (aff). So now I have two ribbons on my wall= 4th place and 5th place ! w00t!! Then I saw Lord of the Rings: Return of the King. What an awesome movie, I got so into the emotions</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107500705165383010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107500705165383010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazilisk.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107500705165383010' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/bazilisk/250px-Picabia_Machine_Turn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317090.post-107491492971210826</id><published>2004-01-23T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T19:30:54.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was an incredibly happy day, even though I did not leave the house the whole day. Why? The weather was so bad that there was a snow day! On the very day I had a math final for which I was unprepared , what did the gods of chance decide to do but CANCEL SCHOOL? w00t!!! Officially speaking this gives me more time to study, which I did for half an hour today. But otherwise I just wasted time </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107491492971210826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107491492971210826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazilisk.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107491492971210826' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/bazilisk/250px-Picabia_Machine_Turn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317090.post-107453575501402132</id><published>2004-01-19T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T10:11:13.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Study...finals...imminent...doom..must get off of intarweb. I am now on friendster. W00t. But nobody loves me enough to join with me yet.Can't talk. Stuff to do. For now just links.Pojo.com, a random gaming site.slashdot.org. Come on, you know- SLASHDOT Tech news!Bjork.com. One of my favorite bands. Very beautifuclly sung slow dance music by an icelandic woman most famous for wearing a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107453575501402132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107453575501402132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazilisk.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107453575501402132' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/bazilisk/250px-Picabia_Machine_Turn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317090.post-107444668829279610</id><published>2004-01-18T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T09:47:26.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just to re-iterate the fact I am NOT obsessed with TMBG. Especially considering I have never heard of this album. Gah, I would like more CDs in my CD collection...oh money why must ye be so unavailable...ANYWAYWhich They Might Be Giants album are you?And just to make Sunday 'Personality test day', here is another one. I am depressed by how accurate the results are.     Enneagram Test </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107444668829279610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107444668829279610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazilisk.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107444668829279610' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/bazilisk/250px-Picabia_Machine_Turn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317090.post-107440053752990742</id><published>2004-01-17T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T20:44:13.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So debate was completley pointless today. It turns out I was not actually on any of the teams. This meant I sat in the corner, drawing comics the whole time. Due to this rather fortunate state of events I got about one and a half pages of penciling done. Yay!It was not a complete waste of a Saturday, however. I had a lot of fun just being there and wasting time, and I wasted alot of that time (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107440053752990742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107440053752990742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazilisk.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107440053752990742' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/bazilisk/250px-Picabia_Machine_Turn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317090.post-107429106180045935</id><published>2004-01-16T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T09:45:29.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today is FRIDAY!!! ONe never knows the true value of a day of slack until one experiences a rather hellish week. And then- FRIDAY!! No homework or responsibilities, aside from doing WHATEVER THE HELL YOU WANT! I have been playing simcity since I got home , and surfing the net as well. So. Happy.Although the riducolousness of Special X on XM radio definitley adds to the happiness factor. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107429106180045935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107429106180045935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazilisk.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107429106180045935' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/bazilisk/250px-Picabia_Machine_Turn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317090.post-107409841700811180</id><published>2004-01-14T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T08:44:33.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was a half day in school today, which means I only had Honors Chem, Choir, Spanish 3 and then Honors English 10. It was an entirely useless day, and I woke up at 5:30 AM and got to school by 7:20, yet I was not awarded for the efforts by my last class of the day, computer graphics. Ah well, at least I got to get out early. So I guess they expect us to use this time to study for our </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107409841700811180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107409841700811180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazilisk.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107409841700811180' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/bazilisk/250px-Picabia_Machine_Turn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317090.post-107403493147795363</id><published>2004-01-13T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T15:10:39.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ACH!! MIDTERMS! They are so...pointless...terrifying....imminent. They are coming up next week. More quickly than I want to admit. I try to study. I reallllly do. But then I get ...distracted. By my cats, by food, by laundry, by some important task or even just by other homework assigned to me this week. It is enough to drive one insane. I am not feeling terribly creative today. I have a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107403493147795363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107403493147795363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazilisk.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107403493147795363' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/bazilisk/250px-Picabia_Machine_Turn.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317090.post-107387878481510903</id><published>2004-01-11T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T19:40:05.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HEY! Wow! Lookit, I finally have a freeking BLOG!! I jumped onto the bandwagon like the nonthinking sheep I am just a few months after everyone else did. I am now the hippest thing on this side of cool. Just an intro to who I am...I am a dislocated New Yorker (erm, sort of...) in a small town which I hate a bit too much. I am a liberal person when  it comes to politics (although I am not into</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107387878481510903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317090/posts/default/107387878481510903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bazilisk.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107387878481510903' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/bazilisk/250px-Picabia_Machine_Turn.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
