<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?>
<!-- If you are running a bot please visit this policy page outlining rules you must respect. http://www.livejournal.com/bots/ -->
<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:lj="http://www.livejournal.com">
  <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1337hovie</id>
  <title>All you want to do is kiss when I want to die.</title>
  <subtitle>All you want to do is kiss when I want to die.</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>All you want to do is kiss when I want to die.</name>
  </author>
  <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://1337hovie.livejournal.com/"/>
  <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://1337hovie.livejournal.com/data/atom"/>
  <updated>2008-08-08T03:22:18Z</updated>
  <lj:journal userid="11747887" username="1337hovie" type="personal"/>
  <link rel="service.feed" type="application/x.atom+xml" href="http://1337hovie.livejournal.com/data/atom" title="All you want to do is kiss when I want to die."/>
  <link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/"/>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1337hovie:2170</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://1337hovie.livejournal.com/2170.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://1337hovie.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=2170"/>
    <title>1337hovie @ 2007-01-31T02:44:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-31T07:45:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-08T03:21:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v661/motherfuckerss/makinout.jpg?t=1170229426"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at who got some play today! okay, just kidding. that's me. with myself. hahaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow plans;&lt;br /&gt;-haircut&lt;br /&gt;-mall&lt;br /&gt;-food&lt;br /&gt;-sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days off are amazing, huh?</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1337hovie:1847</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://1337hovie.livejournal.com/1847.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://1337hovie.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=1847"/>
    <title>my ink</title>
    <published>2007-01-29T20:48:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-08T03:21:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Some of you asked to see my new tat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v661/motherfuckerss/2.jpg?t=1170103684"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v661/motherfuckerss/1.jpg?t=1170103694"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question:&lt;br /&gt;What are your favorite communities on here? I'm looking for some ones to add. Help :)</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1337hovie:1623</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://1337hovie.livejournal.com/1623.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://1337hovie.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=1623"/>
    <title>1337hovie @ 2007-01-29T03:57:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-29T08:58:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-08T03:21:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">new ink, new shoes, new car, but still no girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya'll are gettin me down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g224/standupfuckingtall/soscene.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. this picture makes me laugh.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1337hovie:1531</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://1337hovie.livejournal.com/1531.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://1337hovie.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=1531"/>
    <title>1337hovie @ 2007-01-18T16:33:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-18T21:34:53Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-08T03:22:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's not fair that she's going to be in love on valentines day, and ill be dateless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE HATES ME. I HATE YOU TOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i am single. i can melt ice on the dance floor. i dress better than anyone you know. no one laughs at my jokes but me. girls hate me. ladies, you can't resist this charm.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1337hovie:1256</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://1337hovie.livejournal.com/1256.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://1337hovie.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=1256"/>
    <title>1337hovie @ 2007-01-16T16:23:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-16T21:25:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-08T03:21:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hey, does anyone work at that school for the cripplingly stupid? cause one of your students cut today and he spent the afternoon in my living room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, around 3 pm, i walked out of my room and he was there on the couch playing video games. my roommate was nowhere to be found, but at the time i figured he must be one of his friends. little did i know he had skipped out on "how to tell your hand from your sandwich so you dont lose any more digits during lunch" class in order to come hang at my house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said whats up to him and then i left, but when i got in my truck i realized id forgotten my cell phone, so i went back inside to get it, and when i walked in, the dood says, "why do you have earrings"? and he said it as though he was offended and angry by them... like my earrings were transmitting telekinetic messenges about killing his mom or fucking his little sister. he said it like a normal person would say, "why did you cut me and then throw shit on my open wound?" or "why did you kill my entire family?". but no, he was asking about earrings. which is a completely fucking idiotic question in itself, seriously, is anything more obvious than the reason why someone wears earrings? thats like asking why do you have a face? or why do you walk instead of crawling with your face against the pavement? so i hesitated, and repeated the fucking riddle of the year back to him, saying, "why do i wear earrings?" and he then says, "yeah?" in a very suspecting voice, again implying that he had some inside information about my plugs secret plot to anally violate him. and then i reveal to him the complex solution to this mystery of the universe: "they look good." to which he responded snidely with, "if you say so." and just as my brain was to be sucked at light speed out of my ears from the gravitational force of an IQ black hole, one that sucks in intelligence instead of light, one located just behind this fucking fucks face, i managed to open the door and get outside before i lost the ability to operate a doorknob. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was seriously just confused for a half an hour, and then i had to stop thinking about it. and dont think the dood was kidding or being a smartass... i wish. trust me id love to believe that. but no, tard tard was dead serious. he genuinely wanted to know why i had earrings. so yeah, that was the start of my day.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1337hovie:657</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://1337hovie.livejournal.com/657.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://1337hovie.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=657"/>
    <title>1337hovie @ 2006-12-18T22:31:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-19T03:32:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-08T03:20:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. First name: Mikey&lt;br /&gt;2. Middle Name: James&lt;br /&gt;3. Last Name: SHHH&lt;br /&gt;5. Hair Color: black as night&lt;br /&gt;5. Hair Style: getting pretty long&lt;br /&gt;6. Eye Color: Blue&lt;br /&gt;7. Height: around 5'11&lt;br /&gt;8. Location: Texass&lt;br /&gt;9. Birthday: 10/23/1986&lt;br /&gt;10. Zodiac Sign: scorpio&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you have a girlfriend/boyfriend?: No &lt;br /&gt;13. Do you have a crush?: heck yeah, but i never have the balls to do anything about it&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you do drugs? Nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorites&lt;br /&gt;15. Favorite Animal: toby&lt;br /&gt;16. Favorite Sport: riding my bmx&lt;br /&gt;17. Favorite Color(s): blood red i think&lt;br /&gt;18. Favorite Friend/Friends: Gordon and steve&lt;br /&gt;19. Favorite Online Friend/Friends: i have a few&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite Song/Songs: of all time? either anything by fleetwood mac or "only in dreams" by weezer&lt;br /&gt;22. Favorite movie quote:"but i can't. I will never forget these words "with great power comes great responsibility." Because I love her, she will never, ever know. This is my gift. This is my curse. I am spiderman."&lt;br /&gt;24. Favorite Store: chris' warped records and hollister&lt;br /&gt;25. Favorite Feeling: to be wanted &lt;br /&gt;26. Favorite Shoe: new balance classic&lt;br /&gt;27. Favorite Scent: pancakes&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you wear make-up?: i'm a dude &lt;br /&gt;31. In a girl/boy, do you want more personality or looks?: Personality&lt;br /&gt;32. What kind of personality do you like in a girl/boy?:funny, understanding&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you move fast or slow with a girl/boy?: up to them, i just kind of follow along&lt;br /&gt;34. What is your idea of the perfect girl/boy?: i dont know. "belle" from beauty and the beast i guess&lt;br /&gt;35. Would you ever ask a girl/boy out?: usualy too fightened of rejection&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you prefer blondes or brunettes: that stuff dont matter none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love/Life &lt;br /&gt;45. What is the first thing u notice about girls/boys?: Smile, sense of humor and their eyes&lt;br /&gt;46. Whens the last time u cried?: when my grandpa died&lt;br /&gt;48. What do u want to be when u grow up?: a ninja turtle&lt;br /&gt;49. Do u sleep w/ stuffed animals?: toby..hes kind of a stuffed animal &lt;br /&gt;50. Do you want children?: yup&lt;br /&gt;52: How "far" have you gotten?: what like driving?&lt;br /&gt;53: Do you like someone right now? Yes&lt;br /&gt;54: Do they know?: hmm i dont know. i tend to keep it to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends&lt;br /&gt;1: Do you have a best friend?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;2: Whos is your best friend?: Gordon &lt;br /&gt;3: Who do you e-mail the most?: Carli i think &lt;br /&gt;4: Who is the meanest?: sean&lt;br /&gt;5: Who's the loudest?: bevo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the last 24 hours, have you...&lt;br /&gt;1: Had a serious talk?: kinda but not too serious&lt;br /&gt;2: Hugged someone?: no&lt;br /&gt;3: Get along well with your parents?: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;4: Fought with a friend?: Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to...&lt;br /&gt;1: Give hugs?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;2: Give back rubs?: ...get them&lt;br /&gt;3: Take walks in the rain?: heck yeah&lt;br /&gt;4: You ever have that falling dream?: yeah its weird&lt;br /&gt;5: What color is your floor/carpet in your room? gray carpet&lt;br /&gt;6: When you chew gum, what kind?: extra wintergreen&lt;br /&gt;7: Do you use chapstick? too much&lt;br /&gt;8: How do you plan on spending the summer?: riding my bmx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did You Ever&lt;br /&gt;1. Drink?: used to&lt;br /&gt;2. Smoke?: i did to be cool in like 9th grade but it sucks&lt;br /&gt;3. Drugs?: Nope&lt;br /&gt;4. Sex?: nope&lt;br /&gt;5. Made Out?: I love it&lt;br /&gt;6. Go on a date?: yes siree bob..i suck on them&lt;br /&gt;8. Go to the movies?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;9. Go to the mall?: of course&lt;br /&gt;10. Eaten an entire box of Oreos?: Nope&lt;br /&gt;11. Eaten sushi?: Nope&lt;br /&gt;12. Been on stage? to play my guitar&lt;br /&gt;13. Been dumped?: thats the worst&lt;br /&gt;14. Had someone be unfaithful to you?: yes thats the worst&lt;br /&gt;15. Watched the smurfs?: when i was little&lt;br /&gt;16. Hiked a mountain?: yes actually&lt;br /&gt;17. Made homemade cookies?: uh my mom does sometimes&lt;br /&gt;18. Been in love?: what the heck is love?!?&lt;br /&gt;19. Seen the White House?: yes i have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Stuff&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you popular?: prom king..oh wait, my friend beat me by 2 votes. that dirty bastard.&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you pretty?: heck no&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you have your own phone line?: a cell phone&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your fav word to say?: heck yeah &lt;br /&gt;5. What is your fav phrase to say?: you wont be..when im punchin you in the face &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it right now&lt;br /&gt;1. What time? : 1:34&lt;br /&gt;2. What are you doing right now?: this stupid thing&lt;br /&gt;3. What song are you listening to?: Alkaline Trio-"This is getting over you"&lt;br /&gt;4. What are you wearing?: jeans and a button up shirt that i bought today from goodwill &lt;br /&gt;5. What color are your nails?: color?</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1337hovie:345</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://1337hovie.livejournal.com/345.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://1337hovie.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=345"/>
    <title>1337hovie @ 2006-12-03T18:02:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-03T18:02:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-30T08:14:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">to answer your question of "why did this kid add me to his friends?" is because im really shallow and if i like your name, music, or picture Ill add first and make friends later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a13/lovelybat/FriendsOnly.png"&gt;</content>
  </entry>
</feed>
