<?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-6026787</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:18:44.472-04:00</updated><title type='text'>axel ass andy</title><subtitle type='html'>straight off the dome</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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feel as though i was taking shit over in a bogus way.  but i guess he dug the new set up.  we maximized space so that a couch, tv, table, and tim's desk could all fit in the room.  tim still needs to set up his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/111635668031202158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=111635668031202158' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/111635668031202158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/111635668031202158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2005/05/yesterday-after-my-calculus-final-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-111620354803530007</id><published>2005-05-15T20:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T20:32:28.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i think spring is my new favorite seasonmagnolia electric co., akron/family, and devendra banhart remind of this killer time.  i'm so ready for a dramatic thunderstorm.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/111620354803530007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=111620354803530007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/111620354803530007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/111620354803530007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-think-spring-is-my-new-favorite.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-111618442085359442</id><published>2005-05-15T15:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T15:13:40.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh whoops.  i have a blog?so its sunday.  i have 3 finals and then i'm done with my second year of college.  i just finished the new shoes record.  ron is mastering it for me next week.  i'm in the process of moving to newmarket.  i just stayed up until 2 last night painting my new room.  it used to be pink.  now its beige/tan.  super boring compared to the pink.  hopefully it will look better </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/111618442085359442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=111618442085359442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/111618442085359442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/111618442085359442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2005/05/oh-whoops.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-111032749064572160</id><published>2005-03-08T19:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T19:18:10.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so some things.  - i got bit by a dog in the lip.- i got a new car.  the windshield wipers suck, but besides that its awesome.- tour is coming up this weekend.i can't function right now.  i'm am so unbearably excited that i can't think at all in school.  it totally sucks.  i am so ready for this break.  song of the moment: manitoba - "crayon"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/111032749064572160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=111032749064572160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/111032749064572160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/111032749064572160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2005/03/so-some-things_08.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-111032739181812695</id><published>2005-03-08T19:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T19:16:31.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so some things.  - i got bit by a dog in the lip.- i got a new car.  the windshield wipers suck, but besides that its awesome.- tour is coming up this weekend.i can't function right now.  i'm am so unbearably excited that i can't think at all in school.  it totally sucks.  i am so ready for this break.  song of the moment: manitoba - "crayon"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/111032739181812695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=111032739181812695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/111032739181812695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/111032739181812695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2005/03/so-some-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-110784643122520670</id><published>2005-02-08T02:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T02:07:11.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shit.  why has wu-tang totally slipped through my musical grip?  i listened to them the other day with evan and greg.  it was sweet.  we went to buckhorns and we realized that the stock market is a great way to make money.  haha.  or like not.  so i wanted to go to bed earlier tonight.  but i can't.  so i'm downloading some wu-tang and some busta rhymes cause that shit is pretty hot.  song of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/110784643122520670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=110784643122520670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/110784643122520670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/110784643122520670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2005/02/shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-110772003302407008</id><published>2005-02-06T14:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T15:00:33.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so last night i met up with amanda and logan for dinner.  then we saw team america.  it so ruled.  blah blah.  we all went to a party in dover.  highlights-meeting some new peeps-dancing way hard-smoking cigarettes-meeting the girl from bete noire who i've never seen but have their t-shirt-miller high life-making a pact for a tsunami benefit run back to durham-breaking the pact-cutter </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-110756783251163431</id><published>2005-02-04T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T20:43:52.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Therefore the profound person is watchful over himself when he is alone."Chung-yungsong of the moment: devendra banhart - "little yellow spider"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/110756783251163431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=110756783251163431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/110756783251163431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/110756783251163431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2005/02/therefore-profound-person-is-watchful.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-110598209234123240</id><published>2005-01-17T13:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T12:14:52.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dude.  life totally rules right now.  this is why:*wednesday*jason came over.  we recorded two songs.  we practiced songs for the show in byfield that night.  we played that night and it was awesome.  the songs were "hey hey hey" and "oh my fucking god."  they ruled.*saturday*sanguine album, "bear," is finished.*sunday*jason came over again.  we recorded one song.  we wrote more songs for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/110598209234123240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=110598209234123240' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/110598209234123240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/110598209234123240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2005/01/dude.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-110542365229779618</id><published>2005-01-11T01:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T01:07:32.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so today emily and i made an unsuccessful trip to barnes and noble in search of a birthday present for my dad.  shwhatever.  it was ok.  we came back and watched wet hot american summer.  it was super nice.  i brought her home and then went to my uncle's house to drop off a late christmas present for my cousin.  my uncle encouraged me to stop by to chill out and have a brewsky.  i think that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/110542365229779618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=110542365229779618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/110542365229779618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/110542365229779618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2005/01/so-today-emily-and-i-made-unsuccessful.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-110512692030867546</id><published>2005-01-07T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T14:58:37.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterday ruled so hard.  i bro-ed down soooo hardcore style with emily.  during a super dangerous snow storm we got art supplies and on the way back nearly got in an accident.  some dude in front of me totally skidded out and i just missed him.  phew.  we came back to my house.  emily painted these sweet pictures of a photobooth picture of shane, taryn, and me.  i painted a hot air balloon.  we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/110512692030867546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=110512692030867546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/110512692030867546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/110512692030867546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2005/01/yesterday-ruled-so-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-110478903650751441</id><published>2005-01-03T16:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T16:50:36.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today cops almost made me cry.  the jersey city po-nizz got a call to this place where they keep all these empty trailers.  they got this call that there was some dude locked in a trailer.  they broke into the place and opened up a trailer and there was this dude with matching white beater and boxer shorts and socks.  he had on one black shoe.  some dudes robbed him and threw him in there and it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/110478903650751441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=110478903650751441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/110478903650751441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/110478903650751441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2005/01/today-cops-almost-made-me-cry.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-110460421316005295</id><published>2005-01-01T20:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T21:02:16.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>new years 04/05 newburyport style-shane, sonia, tyler and i went to julliet's house-shane left kind of early (like 10-ish) because he was feeling sick and we are recording so you know-tyler, sonia, and i had beer, dudes.-majesty, awesome squad, and the rutkus and the riot played.  all awesome.-we smoked mad cigarettes.-we crashed a high school party next door.  sonia totally powned them by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/110460421316005295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=110460421316005295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/110460421316005295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/110460421316005295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-years-0405-newburyport-style-shane.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-110447211740822125</id><published>2004-12-31T01:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T00:48:37.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>awesome.  shane, dean, and i watched garden state and drank brew dogs.  for the past half hour, shane and i have been sucking on cigarettes pretending to smoke them.  i think we're going to smoke them in a little bit for reeeezz.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/110447211740822125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=110447211740822125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/110447211740822125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/110447211740822125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/12/awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-110444787945324011</id><published>2004-12-30T18:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T18:04:39.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>now is the time to go ahead and pursue that love interest!-fortune cookie at lunch</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/110444787945324011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=110444787945324011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/110444787945324011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/110444787945324011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/12/now-is-time-to-go-ahead-and-pursue.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-110444092315909216</id><published>2004-12-30T16:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T16:08:43.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today i drove erin down to boston for some nursing career fair.  she was kind of hella nervous.  i walked around, picked up an animal collective record, and got some coffee at shane's work while he was there.  i read more of my book about china.  later, we met my dad for lunch near his work in woburn at this chinese place.  we talked to this dude that worked there about tiananmen square and how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/110444092315909216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=110444092315909216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/110444092315909216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/110444092315909216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/12/today-i-drove-erin-down-to-boston-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-110438449759784045</id><published>2004-12-30T01:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T00:28:17.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today i did nothing.  shane had to work in boston, so we didn't record.  i'm so ancy about music right now.  i've got so many projects i want to do right now.  i need to work on focusing on one thing at a time though.  right now, i want to put my energy into "bear" the sanguine project.  after that, i want to work on the contraband album.  then the new shoes.  man.modest mouse is like ruling my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/110438449759784045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=110438449759784045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/110438449759784045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/110438449759784045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/12/today-i-did-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-110404441643655283</id><published>2004-12-26T01:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T02:00:16.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>zach, dave, shane, dean, and i are having a rambo marathon.  it rules.  everyone minus dave is going to sleep over.  sweet.  i just came back from a ski trip in maine.  it was pretty fun.  i really dug listening to sufjan stevens up there.  snowboarding has lost a lot of its magic since shane, greg, zach and i used to go in high school.  it might be more enjoyable when its warmer, but shwhatever.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/110404441643655283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=110404441643655283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/110404441643655283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/110404441643655283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/12/zach-dave-shane-dean-and-i-are-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-110096542653400720</id><published>2004-11-20T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T10:43:46.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so last weekend ruled.  highlights:friday-went to boston with dean-went to see the blow, y.a.c.h.t., and dear nora-soooo awesome-slept on the flip and fuck-dean fell off the top bunk so hard he peedsaturday-woke up-ate pancakes that steph made-got new shoes!-drove to vassar with the band-the trip was magical once we got into the late after noon-stopped in southington, ct by accident,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/110096542653400720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=110096542653400720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/110096542653400720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/110096542653400720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/11/so-last-weekend-ruled.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-109927926652773682</id><published>2004-10-31T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T22:21:06.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>another weekend in boston.  sigh.  super fun as usual.  a lot of walking.  hung out with kyle.  we went to harvard square to scope shoes, but only succeeded in watching dudes play jazz on the street during our cigarette break.  i took a nap on the floor at taryn and va's.  it was abnormally comfortable.  shane, dean, and i went to allston.  we met up with some other kids that totally ruled that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/109927926652773682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=109927926652773682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/109927926652773682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/109927926652773682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/10/another-weekend-in-boston.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-109795756180551144</id><published>2004-10-16T16:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T16:12:41.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>man.  life rules so hard.  highlights of thursday - saturday afternoon1. meeting anna!-she totally rules-she is really into hiking-she has the coolest colored eyes-she is voting for a third party candidate-i have a huge crush on her2. seeing OJ Simpson!-i saw him3. being homeless for an hour-i had to wait outside steph, VA, and taryn's place for steph-it was raining hardcore-a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/109795756180551144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=109795756180551144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/109795756180551144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/109795756180551144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/10/man.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-109737435249423488</id><published>2004-10-09T22:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T22:12:32.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so last night was way fun.  i bro-ed down with kyle, emily, greg and shane in boston.  we went to emily's first and had some forty's and had a fashion show with alice's clothes she plans to sell punk rock flea market.  alice, emily's roommate, is from new hammie and i totally played basketball with her this summer.  shweird.  anyway, i got some sweet shirts and wore this one.  kyle convinced me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-109461120113883040</id><published>2004-09-07T22:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T22:40:01.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>favorites right nowmy bike, my sunglasses, my new pants, miller high life, riot on an empty street by the kings of convenience, magic wand by little wings, pilot pens, elbow grease, beards, pins, cable newssong of the moment: joanna newsom - "clam, crab, cockle, cowrie"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/109461120113883040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=109461120113883040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/109461120113883040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/109461120113883040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/09/favorites-right-now-my-bike-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-109399710335027234</id><published>2004-08-31T20:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T20:05:03.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i love crushing.  so i have this crush.  and she is in one of my classes.  and like.  she basically makes me hella nervous.  its so awesome.  anyways.  so i'm at unh now.  yea.  i'm really not too happy.  i mean.  i'm not upset with the school part, its just the living situation.  i'm living at home.  its weird.  and yea.  bogus.  it sucks to be away from the school.  i want to meet some kids </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/109399710335027234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=109399710335027234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/109399710335027234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/109399710335027234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-love-crushing.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-109303497536220729</id><published>2004-08-20T16:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T16:49:35.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you know whats awesome/funny...i can't remember the "random girls" i talked about in my last post.  shwhatever.  midnight festival tomorrow.  awesome.  i am so excited.  dance party at jaclyn's tonight.  awesome.  note to self.  do shit.  it helps out when you're super bored.  make a stencil or something.  go to portsmouth and buy a record.song of the moment:  black dice - "cloud pleaser"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-109168659753701655</id><published>2004-08-05T02:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T02:16:37.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>man.  falling in love with somewhat random girls rules so hard.  i am super excited to start school.  i'm reading stephen hawking.  it is pretty awesome.  the first book for a while that has been difficult to put down.  we had a show in portsmouth tonight.  it was way awesome.  lots of cool kids showed up.  tomorrow its off to cambridge.  being in a band rules.bands of the moment: rainer maria, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/109168659753701655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=109168659753701655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/109168659753701655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/109168659753701655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/08/man.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-109069209074871937</id><published>2004-07-24T13:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T14:01:30.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i still got her picture i carry it all of the timeits not in my walleti keep it right here in my mindsong of the moment: will oldham - "in my mind"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/109069209074871937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=109069209074871937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/109069209074871937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/109069209074871937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-still-got-her-picture-i-carry-it-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-109055155025269664</id><published>2004-07-22T22:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T23:00:33.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so yea.  whoopsie cadabra about the whole blog thing.  lets see.  went to la.  it was awesome.  seeing zach ruled.  however, i felt like there was a certain "je ne sais quoi" missing from the city by the sea.  i feel like it lacks the culture found in the north.  i feel like the weather has an amazing effect on man's character.  this being a prime example.  i really dug it, i think i belong in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/109055155025269664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=109055155025269664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/109055155025269664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/109055155025269664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/07/so-yea.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-108795060290480740</id><published>2004-06-22T20:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T20:30:02.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>finally booked my flight to LA.  i am super excited.  i am also excited for minitour/trip this weekend with shane and dean to worchester and southington.  more later.song of the moment: deerhoof - "milk man"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/108795060290480740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=108795060290480740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108795060290480740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108795060290480740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/06/finally-booked-my-flight-to-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-108730190932281603</id><published>2004-06-15T08:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T08:18:29.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>man.  lifeguarding is really boring.  bogacity.  i woke up to an amazing song this morning.  the flaming lips are like extra butter on toast in a good way.  song of the moment: the flaming lips - "do you realize?"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/108730190932281603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=108730190932281603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108730190932281603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108730190932281603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/06/man.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-108726712300487765</id><published>2004-06-14T22:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T22:38:43.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so this week has pretty much been devoted to launching over it.  last tuesday a little bit of shit went down and i am suddenly without a girlfriend.  it was a good week minus that.  zach came.  we made balloon animals, nearly bought v-neck t-shirts and grey socks from wal-mart, visited market ass day, partied style.  it was fun.  i also got to see jaclyn.  she is really into b-ball all of a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/108726712300487765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=108726712300487765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108726712300487765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108726712300487765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/06/so-this-week-has-pretty-much-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-108640859047418946</id><published>2004-06-05T00:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T18:13:42.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am jigga sick.  mono is a possibility.  probably not though.  its like i'm just really tired.  whatever the past though.  hopefully tomorrow i'll be kosh and i won't have to work at cafe romano.  i got this job as a dish washer there to pass the time until lifeguarding.  yea.  worst choice ever.  it is like slave labor with no break style.  i gave my 2 weeks notice one week after my first day.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/108640859047418946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=108640859047418946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108640859047418946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108640859047418946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-am-jigga-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-108372892375745586</id><published>2004-05-04T23:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T23:53:08.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>man.  all i want to do right now is ride up and down my drive way on my "awesome" skateboard.  list.  mmmm got it!things to do when i get home-skateboard on driveway-make the basement my secret music dungeon-play drums-see maddie and give her a sloppy wet kiss-make burritos-eat more greens-read more philosophy-read more romantic poetry-go to beach-float the disc-dance-play music-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/108372892375745586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=108372892375745586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108372892375745586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108372892375745586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/05/man.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-108365010612842550</id><published>2004-05-04T01:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T01:59:07.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>man.  my brain needs a break.  i can't wait for thursday.  song of the moment: sufjan stevens - "to be alone with you"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/108365010612842550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=108365010612842550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108365010612842550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108365010612842550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/05/man_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-108353689291195584</id><published>2004-05-02T18:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T18:32:34.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh yea.  zach.  i'm more of a skeptic myself.  i'm not destroying the idea of god.  i just think its impossible to explain something beyond our own experience.  btw eat it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/108353689291195584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=108353689291195584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108353689291195584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108353689291195584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/05/oh-yea.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-108353555196548926</id><published>2004-05-02T18:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T18:10:13.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i don't think i've ever wanted so badly to be back in new hampshire than i do right now.  like right now.  maybe i won't feel as strongly about in like a few hours, but right now...man.  song of the moment: iron and wine - "sodom, south georgia"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/108353555196548926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=108353555196548926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108353555196548926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108353555196548926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-dont-think-ive-ever-wanted-so-badly.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-108339394452244416</id><published>2004-05-01T02:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T02:50:03.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>school so needs to be done pronto.  i've had music on my brain way too much.  shane and i are finishing up recording on the virginity ep.  its really exciting.  man.  blah.  song of the moment: iron &amp; wine - "passing afternoon" *note* super good song</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/108339394452244416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=108339394452244416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108339394452244416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108339394452244416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/05/school-so-needs-to-be-done-pronto.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-108313785768098055</id><published>2004-04-28T03:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T03:41:52.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>man.  i love the romantic period.  i love shelley and skepticism and keats and mmmmm contrasts.  i like making sense of it.  i love how my teacher is going to derelick my paper's balls.  this is really awesome.  oh yea.  zach.  immaterialism rules.  materialism and whoever like locke and all that hegel and whatever can eat it.  song of the moment: boards of canada - "roygbiv"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/108313785768098055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=108313785768098055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108313785768098055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108313785768098055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/04/man.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-108284433195765997</id><published>2004-04-24T18:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T18:09:42.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>there's no other man who could raise the deadsong of the moment: sufjan stevens - "oh god, where are you now?"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/108284433195765997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=108284433195765997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108284433195765997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108284433195765997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/04/theres-no-other-man-who-could-raise.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-108268443773208479</id><published>2004-04-22T21:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T21:44:45.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i really want to get a dog.  one of my mom's co-workers has a dog who is having puppies soon.  it would be sweet to get a dog and give it a cool name.  but i kind of want to get one from the spca because thats where we picked up oscar and he ruled the school.  i love looking at the dogs online.  it makes me sad though.  here is one that was super sad. WyleeWylee is a 10+/- year old neutered </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/108268443773208479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=108268443773208479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108268443773208479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108268443773208479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-really-want-to-get-dog.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-108188483631661492</id><published>2004-04-13T15:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T15:37:51.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so.  i'm a slacker.butits ok.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/108188483631661492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=108188483631661492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108188483631661492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108188483631661492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/04/so.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-108112086713132882</id><published>2004-04-04T19:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T19:24:50.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it was so my birthday thursday and i got the best present eva:  maddie.  she finally got back from mexico and we had reunion central.  it was really really nice and wonderful and fantastical.  the weekend was really wild.  there was hanging out with greg, shane, steph, VA, taryn, adam, deano, and others.  it was really fun.  there was crying.  i don't know.  just a total fantasy.  these past few </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/108112086713132882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=108112086713132882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108112086713132882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108112086713132882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/04/it-was-so-my-birthday-thursday-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-108063165959727289</id><published>2004-03-30T02:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T02:31:14.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>jigga today was such a psych out.  i was so ready to hear from maddie tonight and have her come to boston tommorrow.  instead i got a frantic call from her saying she lost a part of her ticket and wasn't able to board the flight.  bogus.  she pulled her shit together and can get a flight tomorrow.  le fucking sigh.  song of the moment: the black heart procession - "did you wonder"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/108063165959727289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=108063165959727289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108063165959727289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108063165959727289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/03/jigga-today-was-such-psych-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-108053724966437466</id><published>2004-03-29T00:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T00:17:43.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>man.le sigh.jason anderson was sweet.  a lot of friends were made.  a lot of fun was had.  a lot of adventure was not planned.  the summer is something to look forward to.  so is tuesday.song of the moment: jason anderson - "pen pals"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/108053724966437466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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reminds me so much of dave.  i can totally see him dancing to it in my brain.  man.  it blows how dave and zach aren't going to be hardcore new hammie style this summer.  lame ass california nabbing my friends.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/108023826608808775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=108023826608808775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108023826608808775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108023826608808775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/03/face-to-face-by-daft-punk-reminds-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-108020454298816399</id><published>2004-03-25T03:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T03:52:31.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i love reading reviews at pitchforkmedia.com.  it is too much fun.  i love the endless creation of genres ("By 1999, underground acts had already figured out where to go once post-rock exhausted itself and nü-metal made screamo rage passé.") (hahaha sweet), pretensiousness, and the absolute obsession with cool.  its like my daily dosage of hip, but i know for a fact that i will never even come </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/108020454298816399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=108020454298816399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108020454298816399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108020454298816399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-love-reading-reviews-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-108017619374572476</id><published>2004-03-24T19:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T20:00:01.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sweet.  today was ok.  work wasn't too bad.  i sat and thought about zoolander for a bit and laughed to myself.  that took up like ten minutes.  man.  that was really fun.  then when cate ducked out for lunch i ducked into the closet with tons of unread books.  i read more of Jon Stewart's book, this time reading the essay on the Larry King interview with Hitler.  Way too funny for a book.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/108017619374572476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=108017619374572476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108017619374572476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/108017619374572476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/03/sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107948054493997405</id><published>2004-03-16T18:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T18:45:41.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i stayed up late doing a paper last night.  not cool man.  but whatever.  i got it done.  so yea.  i'm taking a night off from work.  oh yea and...i don't know.  nevermind.  song of the moment: rilo kiley - "the good that won't come out"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107948054493997405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107948054493997405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107948054493997405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107948054493997405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/03/so-i-stayed-up-late-doing-paper-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107939474123534366</id><published>2004-03-15T18:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T18:55:36.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so its like.  i just read this book, the tao of physics, in like two seconds.  i am proud of myself.  minus the whole leaving shit till the end part.  i can deal though.  i had a nice vacation with a lot of zaching.  i'm ok with it.  i showed ricardo new hammie.  he loved every second of it... hmmmm other things...so yea.  i'm flossing now, mostly for nostalgic purposes.  and yea.  i downloaded </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107939474123534366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107939474123534366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107939474123534366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107939474123534366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/03/so-its-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107826691978918082</id><published>2004-03-02T17:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T17:38:17.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its fun when weather is so extreme that is like a must talk about subject minus the times when its just people complaining about the weather.  today is sweet.  it was jigga so nice out.  i went for a run and even on the longfellow and mass ave bridges it was warm as hell.  its usually as cold as a bitch's brain out there but it was absolutely gorgeous.  so yea.  a few more days of school and work</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107826691978918082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107826691978918082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107826691978918082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107826691978918082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/03/its-fun-when-weather-is-so-extreme.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107811985897098616</id><published>2004-03-01T00:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T00:47:14.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shit my bad.  i've been doing a lot of going to blogger.com, starting a few sentences of a blog, then leaving to do something or something, and then being like screw the blog brain.  anyways.  a few things i need to vent about.#1 - Passion of the Christ aka Jesus Whipfest 2k4.  this movie was fucking ridiculous.  so the whole idea is that it is supposed to capture the "passion" or the suffering </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107811985897098616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107811985897098616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107811985897098616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107811985897098616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/03/shit-my-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107749813933670047</id><published>2004-02-22T19:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T20:05:05.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yea so went home for a bit of the weekend.  got my hair cut like a beatle, got some film, read, and chillmoded with maddie.  we semi-watched blue velvet and fully watched gerry, which seems a lot more interesting after having watched it.  actually seeing it was, well, boring.  but hey whatever.  maddie's mom was being really funny so whateva.  recorded friday and today and we are almost done.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107749813933670047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107749813933670047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107749813933670047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107749813933670047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/02/yea-so-went-home-for-bit-of-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107708362417022433</id><published>2004-02-18T00:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T00:56:23.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok.  zach's ad is/was so "i love you you're perfect now change"what the hammer, what the hand, what the anvil as william blake would say.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107708362417022433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107708362417022433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107708362417022433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107708362417022433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/02/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107706620021291138</id><published>2004-02-17T20:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T20:05:59.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok.  sorry.  but.  "great ghosts" by the microphones is so good.  i can't get enough of it.  i am really getting into wolves.  like the idea of wolves.  they are really cool and interesting.  not really the animal, but what they represent.  i don't know.  i like it though.  and i like the song.  very sad.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107706620021291138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107706620021291138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107706620021291138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107706620021291138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/02/ok_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107706233262317466</id><published>2004-02-17T18:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T19:01:31.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow.  "bowl of oranges" by bright eyes.  what a happy fucking song.  i really dig.work was crazy.  some dude called the office for three hours straight constantly.  i answered twice, but then stopped.  weird how some dude thinks he is accomplishing something by calling the office for three hours and not saying a single word.  anywaysss.  mad study fest.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107706233262317466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107706233262317466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107706233262317466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107706233262317466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/02/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107697352365643393</id><published>2004-02-16T18:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T18:21:20.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow.  what an unproductive day.  no recording today.  we were pooped from yesterday, so we'll start back up next weekend or something.  maddie came down last night and it was really great.  surprise unplanned visits are always the best.  ok.  work.  laundry.  and other business.  new shoes website soon hopefully.  song of the moment: xiu xiu - "i broke up"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107697352365643393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107697352365643393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107697352365643393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107697352365643393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/02/wow_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107685819242726514</id><published>2004-02-15T10:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T10:19:07.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok.  shows at the hoss shows at the hoss.last night i was totally like on a movie set.  location: the hoss aka the house of suffering suckatash.  cast of characters: me, shane, greg, taryn, VA, and over a hundred of the most ridiculously hip people i've ever seen.  some of them included eric who i always see in my dining hall eating with this cute, very hip asian chick, the dude from balloon </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107685819242726514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107685819242726514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107685819242726514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107685819242726514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/02/ok_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107654630808685874</id><published>2004-02-11T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T19:40:58.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>damn sorry.  i have been really disconnected from the blogging world lately.  i've been all about the new shoes lately and thinking about that because shane and i are recording soon.  i'm trying to get my shit together.  anyways.  not too much going on besides that.  i'll get back.  i swear.  song of the moment: the good life - "early out the gate"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107654630808685874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107654630808685874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107654630808685874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107654630808685874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/02/damn-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107595595937193870</id><published>2004-02-04T23:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T23:41:40.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahaha.  sweet.  maddie is too much fun.From: The New Shoes Fan ClubHey!  I just wanted to say that you are awesome and I can't wait for your next appearance.  ps. are you single??love,Your BIGGEST fan</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107595595937193870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107595595937193870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107595595937193870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107595595937193870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/02/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107587856596970440</id><published>2004-02-04T02:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T02:11:45.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>by the way.  yea zach.  i am kosh with you taking song of the moment.  i encourage everyone to copy me if they want to sound ridulous...ly cool!  jjyyyes.  song of the moment: elliot smith - "miss misery"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107587856596970440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107587856596970440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107587856596970440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107587856596970440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/02/by-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107587018205603672</id><published>2004-02-03T23:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T23:52:01.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok.  i've decided its totally kosh for me to take a blog vacation.  kind of like how conan goes on reruns.  i just needed a break.  and now i'm back in full force.  ready to make all the hunnies scream and all the dudes cream their pants or something.  or the other way around.  or like the dudes can just think its cool.  anyways.  news news.  so plans.  jigga go!plan #1 - Start a band, Andrew.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107587018205603672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107587018205603672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107587018205603672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107587018205603672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/02/ok_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107516489277687704</id><published>2004-01-26T19:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T19:58:43.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>weekendmaddie came down and we rocked boston's bum (equipment)friday-celtics game: there was a chick with leather pants and a celtics jersey on.  it is the new cool.  lucky high-fived maddie but left me hanging.  at least maddie let me touch her hand / sort of his hand.  -mike and tom brains apartment:  i saw mario who i haven't seen in like 5 years.  gory came with friends.  phish is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107516489277687704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107516489277687704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107516489277687704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107516489277687704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/01/weekend-maddie-came-down-and-we-rocked.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107466160508526172</id><published>2004-01-21T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T00:08:45.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i really love music.  it is by far the quickest and one of the most efficient ways to directly convey emotion to your brain.  but like seriously.  i'm not just saying that about the brain thing.  anyways.  i'm kind of bored and stuff.  i am really excited to play with shane again.  we will rock the blue mermaid to smithereens, like soft core style though.  shane is making me use brushes.  i'll </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107466160508526172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107466160508526172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107466160508526172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107466160508526172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-really-love-music.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107464525196364058</id><published>2004-01-20T19:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T19:36:11.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahaha.  zach commented on this earlier.  the "related searches" up at the top of the screen.  mine is cartoon dogs.  hahaha.  what the cat.  bleck.  boring day.  i'm ready for the weekend.  song of the moment: mates of state - "i know and i said forget it"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107464525196364058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107464525196364058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107464525196364058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107464525196364058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/01/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107457192658046868</id><published>2004-01-19T23:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T23:14:05.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shiiitt.  we are such suckers for average joe.  it is so good.  tonight the good looking, ass hole, guys came in.  it was so fucked.  they are such doosh bags.  all of them.  they were doing little personal shots to show the different personalities of the guys and it was so funny.  one guy was like, "i really like the way i look.  i don't understand how some people don't take pride in the way </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107457192658046868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107457192658046868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107457192658046868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107457192658046868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/01/shiiitt.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107447341894420482</id><published>2004-01-18T10:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T19:57:26.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>awesome.  so some news.  there is a futon in the room.  we also have a disgusting, grimey, old frig.  i'm ok with it.  ok so.  wow.  i'm looking around my really messy room right now.  i got completely bum-rushed last night.  dave, maddie, zach, and tiff came and rocked my brain.  i think the night can best be described in list form.alcohol: bottle of finlandia and bottles of heinekenmusic: </summary><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107431088125270541</id><published>2004-01-16T22:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T22:43:15.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok.  a tribe called quest, heineken, and chinese philosophy is so good on an early friday night.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107431088125270541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107431088125270541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107431088125270541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107431088125270541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/01/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107426959169917759</id><published>2004-01-16T10:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T11:15:05.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i really like:- kids skating around at night with milk crates to hold them up- the orange light that floods into my room in the early morning- a group of japanese girls walking and giggling- the salt stained sidewalksso i really hate:- how people can't get beyond the weather in a conversation.  yea its fucking cold.  deal.- how economics is boring- running insideits 11 and i'm done </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107426959169917759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107426959169917759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107426959169917759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107426959169917759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/01/so-i-really-like-kids-skating-around.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107420659039216242</id><published>2004-01-15T17:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T17:45:03.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"so mr. president, why do you want to send a man to mars?""well, conan.  bottom line.  landing on things...is fun."i love how i have a tv in my room and now i can directly insert conan into my brain every night.  so yea.  other stuff.  classes are cool.  chinese philosophy is so much fun.  its basically like story time.  i love it.  and yea.  other classes.  a little boring.  its ok though.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107420659039216242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107420659039216242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107420659039216242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107420659039216242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/01/so-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107414710323826569</id><published>2004-01-14T23:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T01:13:35.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok.  right now.  all i want to talk about are beans.  i get beans on my burritos.  they are really good.  they make me feel like a cowboy.  so anyway.  some people trash on beans because you know, they are beans, but they are so great.  and yes.  its great that they are finally getting the recognition they deserve.  a bunch of bean ads are popping up all over campus.  they are so cool.  like... "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107414710323826569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107414710323826569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107414710323826569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107414710323826569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/01/ok_14.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107396724802879426</id><published>2004-01-12T22:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-12T23:14:29.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i saw this somewhere.  i'm bored.  my b.- Full Name: andrew john maher - DOB: 4/1/85- Current Location: boston- Current Clothes: shorts and frampton t-shirt- Current Mood: bored- Current Music: anna oxygen - "ponytails"- Current Taste: pepsi- Current thing I ought to be doing: playing guitar or reading- Current Desktop Picture: me golfing at vassar- Current Favorite Artist: the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107396724802879426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107396724802879426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107396724802879426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107396724802879426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-saw-this-somewhere.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107395987467486599</id><published>2004-01-12T21:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-12T21:11:35.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok.  a few things.  first off.  my writing teacher.  he doesn't really look like him, but he totally acts and speaks like andy dick.  its really funny.  and ummm.  we got a tv.  but its kind of weird because its in the middle of our room.  whatever.  dreamcast till i drop.  and yea.  i went running tonight.  it was really nice.  i finally got off my ass and did a little exercising and it felt </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107395987467486599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107395987467486599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107395987467486599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107395987467486599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/01/ok_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107392459028841119</id><published>2004-01-12T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-12T11:23:31.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shoot.  i've been dreading the blog brain.  i've had way too much to write about.  but ok.  like.  i can deal.  so.  saturday.  i did mad errands with my pa and then had dinner blah blah blah.  then maddie and i chillmoded.  it was really cool hanging out with her.  she has been my vacation buddy because other peeps have been elsewhere, but i'm glad it worked out that way.  anywayss.  then sunday</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107363093466625605</id><published>2004-01-09T01:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T01:49:14.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so today was really nice.  umm.  i didn't really do anything until maddie came over in the afternoon.  we were stranded at home without a car because erin's brain lost a key to the truck.  bogacity.  anyways.  once my mom came home we were able to get out and go shopping for the mini burrito party.  awesome how "love is alright tonight" by rick springfield played in shaws.  i semi-rocked out to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107363093466625605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107363093466625605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107363093466625605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107363093466625605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/01/so-today-was-really-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107353224121689926</id><published>2004-01-07T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T22:24:20.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh yea.  i am sorry for slacking.  its really uncool of me.  when i get back to school, hopefully it will be more consistant.  eek the cat.  song of the moment: the microphones - "i felt your shape"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107353224121689926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107353224121689926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107353224121689926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107353224121689926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/01/oh-yea.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107353206290969051</id><published>2004-01-07T22:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T22:21:22.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok so lets see.  today.  i went snowboarding with shane.  it was a very early start for me considering i haven't really woken up before 12 all vacation.  so yea.  waking up at 7 was killer.  anyways.  we went up to cannon for $15 day of skiing because we are from new hammie.  rock.  i was really sad.  we passed the old man in the mountain.  he isn't there anymore.  what a bummer.  so yea.  so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107353206290969051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107353206290969051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107353206290969051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107353206290969051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/01/ok-so-lets-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107315391814273266</id><published>2004-01-03T13:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T13:18:56.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok cool.  i am so excited right now.  i'm going to play at me and ollies with shane soon.  i haven't played in soooo long.  i'm ready for some fun brains.  so new news.  yea nothing really.  we watched wet hot american summer yet again last night.  noiche.  i went to camp so long ago...song of the moment: the microphones - "i want wind to blow"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107315391814273266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107315391814273266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107315391814273266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107315391814273266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2004/01/ok-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107299804994643562</id><published>2004-01-01T17:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T18:01:08.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok.  new years celebration.  it was like a powermove to my brain.so we decided to go to boston to tom and mike's apartment for the fun.  awesome.  maddie and i went shopping for noisemakers, but failed to find anything that would suffice.  so instead i bought a pipe and maddie bought me tobacky and camel reds for herself.  how bad ass.  we also went to arnold's, the bakery thrift shop on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107273305828930096</id><published>2003-12-29T16:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T16:24:35.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok.  so why do little kids have cell phones?  like.  what the cat.  who are they calling?  this is messed.  and like.  i can see its good if your parents want to know where you are, but i mean seriously.  kids these days must be such pussies.  we're playcaking them like they are our mothers or something.  they need to get lost.  it puts hair on their chests and gives them street smarts.  we're </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107273305828930096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107273305828930096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107273305828930096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107273305828930096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2003/12/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107250930469101297</id><published>2003-12-27T02:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T02:15:21.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow.  my sis brain got me the glow pt. 2 by the microphones.  i have never been so shocked/excited about an album since...ehh i don't really know.  i highly recommend that ishness.  so can i just say...that...i...hate...shopping!it sucks like so much.  remind me never ever to do it again.  shopping is only good if you have a list of shit that you can check off as you go, if you are at some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107250930469101297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107250930469101297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107250930469101297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107250930469101297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2003/12/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107236901913340241</id><published>2003-12-25T10:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-26T12:39:34.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shoot.  my bad.tuesday night.  fuck it.  highlights:- zach, shane, and i had some bottles of beeah and maddie and her friends were all like why are you guys too good for our beer now that you're in college- zach and i played beirut and lost.  i took the brunt of our failure.- i got yelled at- bridgette told me she likes my blog!- soft core porn came on after pulp fiction.  jjjjyyessss!ok</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107207443543442007</id><published>2003-12-22T01:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T01:27:30.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so new job idea.  i would be cool with teaching high school physics.  that'd be pretty fun.  or at least doable.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107207443543442007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107207443543442007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107207443543442007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107207443543442007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2003/12/so-new-job-idea.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107198804116164560</id><published>2003-12-21T01:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-21T01:27:36.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok.  so i'm home.  stayed up late last night to study for psychology.  yep.  so i'm back in exeter.  i went out to dinner with zachy pie for his b-day.  his family is really fun.  it was great.  brenna was our waitress.  zach snapped at her.  it was really sweet.  she didn't approve though.  so yea.  then zach and i came back and watched cartoons and stuff until maddie came over when we watched </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107198804116164560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107198804116164560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107198804116164560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107198804116164560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2003/12/ok_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107187090578522885</id><published>2003-12-19T16:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T16:55:20.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok.  so really fun night last night.  i'm need to take it easy tonight.  study and stuff.i'm in a weird mood lonelish type thing.song of the moment: the microphones - "the moon"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107187090578522885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107187090578522885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107187090578522885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107187090578522885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2003/12/ok_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107180357043754608</id><published>2003-12-18T21:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T22:14:16.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok noiche.  after i ate a burrito with ricardo, which was more like a mexican wallet (where was mike?) with currency made of beans and sour cream and shit, i met up with kyle.  she gave me a mixed tape, but was totally bored and wanted to hang out.  sweet action.  i was glad to see her outside of class.  so yea we totally went all around and stuff.  highlights were...-going to walgreens and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107180357043754608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107180357043754608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107180357043754608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107180357043754608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2003/12/ok-noiche.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107177073896982320</id><published>2003-12-18T12:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T17:23:26.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok shit.  watch out.so ricardo moved in.  totally sweet.  yesterday, after i semi-rawked my philosophy final, we went and got a rug to fill the huge ass space in the middle of the room.  we were torn between a traditional off white rug and this wild one that was like shaggy, but there were pieces of leather instead of the regular shag.  yea i don't know.  it was fucked, but twenty dollars </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107177073896982320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107177073896982320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107177073896982320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107177073896982320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2003/12/ok-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107163757280254508</id><published>2003-12-17T00:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T00:06:26.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>noiche.  the dressers are now in the closets.  my room now has a dance floor.  ricardo also put up a heineken flag that is about fifteen feet long.  we just made a list of shit to get for the room.  i am excited.  i need to study philosophy.  i'll fill in the gaps later.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107163757280254508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107163757280254508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107163757280254508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107163757280254508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2003/12/noiche.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107155917949814456</id><published>2003-12-16T02:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T02:19:53.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok.  first of all shit brains.  second of all wow.so it was dwayne's last night tonight.  totally bogus.  but yea.  we didn't fuck around with a celebration.  although the entire floor has finals up their asses, we managed to party hardy in a covert manner.  dwayne, ricardo, and i first just chilled out with a couple of heinekens to start off the night.  i had no intention of getting drunk but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107155917949814456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107155917949814456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107155917949814456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107155917949814456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2003/12/ok_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107151999564975834</id><published>2003-12-15T15:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T15:28:10.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sweet action.  ok.  so i'm like one ounce of effort away from finishing my paper.  wahoo!  last night i worked hardcore style on my paper, but took two heineken breaks with rob and davis.  i feel really gross right now.  i feel like my whole acid - base balance is fucked because of the beer or because of a bad dinner last night or something.  i don't really know.  so.  i went to bed around 3 and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107151999564975834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107151999564975834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107151999564975834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107151999564975834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2003/12/sweet-action.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107145439667551339</id><published>2003-12-14T21:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T21:13:30.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shoot.  i am being so stupid right now with my work.  g'ah!  ok ok.  blogging isn't helping.  song of the moment: mates of state - "hoarding it for home"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107145439667551339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107145439667551339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107145439667551339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107145439667551339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2003/12/shoot_14.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107143871914865579</id><published>2003-12-14T16:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T16:52:12.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sweet.  rob made a blog.  that is fun.  check it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107143871914865579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107143871914865579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107143871914865579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107143871914865579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2003/12/sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107142537912848644</id><published>2003-12-14T13:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T13:10:39.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok quick blog then back to work.  so i'm thinking about starting a band.  this guy chris on my floor totally rocks out.  he is awesome at playing metal guitar.  i mean.  i don't know what kind of music we'd play exactly if we started a band or what instrument i'd play, but i think it'd be sweet.  so yea.  we talked about it last night.  we'll talk about it more.  i'm excited.  i wish he never cut</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107142537912848644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107142537912848644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107142537912848644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107142537912848644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2003/12/ok-quick-blog-then-back-to-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107135267537979195</id><published>2003-12-13T16:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-13T16:58:08.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shoot i am so mad at myself right now.  all i want to do is get on the road and drive because i know eventually i'll find what i'm looking for.  but yea.  i've got finals, papers, blah blah to worry about.  i'm being so unproductive and just the thought of my work is making me sick.  oh well.  all i have to do is get through next week.  just suck everything up for a week and everything will be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107135267537979195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107135267537979195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107135267537979195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107135267537979195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2003/12/shoot-i-am-so-mad-at-myself-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107126110560877526</id><published>2003-12-12T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T15:31:58.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok and another thing.  don't give a homeless guy ten bucks.  even if he is a really good dancer/cup shaker and you get a group hug with him and some random girl on the street.  you'll just regret it in the morning.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107126110560877526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107126110560877526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107126110560877526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107126110560877526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2003/12/ok-and-another-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107125995423329234</id><published>2003-12-12T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-13T14:24:25.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok shoot.  last night was just buck whilly.we were all really excited about the night because we ended classes and i just finished a killer paper on the fucking special theory of my ass.  at least there is no more physics to deal with.  yep.  not until next semester.  but whatever.  physics in music will be bonus.  anywaysss.  i did some napping which i desperately needed after staying up for so</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107125995423329234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107125995423329234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107125995423329234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107125995423329234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2003/12/ok-shoot.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107112502021151969</id><published>2003-12-11T01:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T01:44:03.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok and another thing.  i am so furious with all the bloggers to which i have links.  they, my blogging idols, the people i've looked up for soooo long, the people i only dream to imitate, are fucking slacking so hardcore.  sometimes i wonder if they just forgot they had a blog.  well this is a reminder.  blog!  seriously!  i know i've screwed up in the past, but i just needed a kick in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107112502021151969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107112502021151969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107112502021151969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107112502021151969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2003/12/ok-and-another-thing_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107112421475954171</id><published>2003-12-11T01:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T01:30:27.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm writing my physics paper and i need, well i want a break.  ok.  the world would make so much more sense if everyone sang instead of talked.  when people wrote papers they would indicate what pitch each symbol would be.  i mean.  people wouldn't have to do it if they didn't want to, but it would just such a huge dimension to writing.  it could add so much more meaning to words.  like let's say</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107112421475954171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107112421475954171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107112421475954171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107112421475954171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2003/12/im-writing-my-physics-paper-and-i-need.html' title=''/><author><name>Andrew</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00839399021423553963</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6026787.post-107107350989428344</id><published>2003-12-10T11:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T11:25:22.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok last/funniest writing class today.  so first, my professor walks into the room with a beret.  it was great.  that is the first thing i notice.  then my eyes trail down to his belt.  his belt is fucking undone and like flapping around as he hobbles around.  i mean ok.  zipper i can understand.  how do you not buckle yourself?  its crazy.  so right now yea.  i've got my last psychology class in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/feeds/107107350989428344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6026787&amp;postID=107107350989428344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107107350989428344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6026787/posts/default/107107350989428344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drebrain.blogspot.com/2003/12/ok-lastfunniest-writing-class-today.html' 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