<?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-20457795</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:22:29.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living life less ordinary...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20457795.post-116786319562466805</id><published>2007-01-03T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T14:26:35.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think i should start doing hardcore drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think about it... i think it will be fun. who else is game?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-116786319562466805?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/116786319562466805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=116786319562466805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/116786319562466805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/116786319562466805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-think-i-should-start-doing-hardcore.html' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-116095205152607016</id><published>2006-10-15T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T15:40:51.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>risks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7879/2049/1600/ray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7879/2049/320/ray.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this today and didn't realize how true this statment was. I take risks everyday that most wouldn't but never thoes that could make me truely happy. From now on I will be brave enough! It's time to take some bigger risks in life, after all who knows how much longer i might be here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-116095205152607016?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/116095205152607016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=116095205152607016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/116095205152607016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/116095205152607016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/10/risks.html' title='risks'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-115851977899248056</id><published>2006-09-17T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T12:02:59.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me 2!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7879/2049/1600/spot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7879/2049/320/spot.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to think i have a secret spot too.... whenever i go there i like to pretend that i am the only one that now knows of this place. i figure others know if it, but when i go there, it feels like i am the only person in the world. so peaceful, the one place i can be alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-115851977899248056?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/115851977899248056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=115851977899248056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/115851977899248056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/115851977899248056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/09/me-2.html' title='me 2!!'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-115845791014168896</id><published>2006-09-16T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T18:51:50.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CANDY CORN!</title><content type='html'>So recent events confuzz the hells out of me... what the hell! why are people so damn stupid. people really need to just come out and say crap! none of this beating around the mother effing bush! OUT WITH IT ALEADY! tell me what you really think... dont make me read between the effing lines. i am a guy.. that means i suck at that! Just tell me exactly what you are thinking and we will be all good. .... that way i know that i am not chasing after something that i shouldn't. If you dont want to say crap... then u make a move.... to all the ladies out there.... u are all stupid! well most of you are. tonight is dedicated to fun, no worrying about 'what she thinks' or 'should i do this' tonight there are no strings, no limitations.... just me and FUN! nothing will stand in my way of fun... and if it ends up in a drunken mess... so be it... as long as fun happened! HERE IS TO FUN, BEER, AND NOT CARING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why i labled this candy corn... it is just tasty and i love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-115845791014168896?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/115845791014168896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=115845791014168896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/115845791014168896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/115845791014168896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/09/candy-corn.html' title='CANDY CORN!'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-115314331122954578</id><published>2006-07-17T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T06:35:11.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thats right friend... yours truley, Bryan J. McKinney ... is in love! but here is the problem, she doesn't even know i exist. this might be because i just saw her at her concert lastnight. her name, tristian prettyman, and she is FOINE! and she plays guitar like nothing i have ever seen... therefore making her even more FOINE... if that is possible. but everyone should check her music out, it is AWESOME... and i am not just saying that because she is my new love... she could be ugly as hell and this music would still rock. and at this point i think it is safe to call her Tristian McKinney.... i've got this in the bag!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-115314331122954578?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/115314331122954578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=115314331122954578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/115314331122954578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/115314331122954578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/07/thats-right-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-115307401892902169</id><published>2006-07-16T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T11:20:18.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a list of things i miss about not being in the midwest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ going to my aunts pool&lt;br /&gt;~ golfing&lt;br /&gt;~ tennis&lt;br /&gt;~ concerts underneath the arch&lt;br /&gt;~ my baby ..... (aka my car)&lt;br /&gt;~ being able to get a beer for under 6 bones&lt;br /&gt;~ driving in the STL&lt;br /&gt;~ duce... my sister's dog.. which she almost lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the list goes on but these are the top ones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-115307401892902169?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/115307401892902169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=115307401892902169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/115307401892902169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/115307401892902169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/07/list-of-things-i-miss-about-not-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-115283646752116452</id><published>2006-07-13T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T17:21:07.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish I could live in a coffee house... that would make me very happy. The good music always playing, the smell of coffee all day long, talking and watching the random people come in and out all day, and the fact that if i am living in a coffee house, i will prob. get free coffee all day long too..... or at least a killer discount. i just love the atmosphere ass well... it is so pleasant. big comfy chairs, great lighting..... what is there not to love? this makes me not able to wait till school starts so i can go a live in a coffee house all day while studying... wow i am a nerd. that kinda makes me sad tho... this is going to be my last year at school... i dont wanna leave! i kinda have grown to like doing shit ton of studying all the time. and doing all day labs... i dont wanna go into the real world. AND that means moving far away from my family and friends. seeing as to how i will most likely end up back here in DC... unless Ireland offers me a job... then i am there... but i have a feeling Ireland will be at least 5 years down the road. i can't WAIT for that day... moving to Ireland... start all over, no one will know me, and i can get away from all the crap i have started to hate here. wow how did this entry take an evil turn there... i dont like that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errrrr... u-turn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so  i really miss the midwest as sad as that sounds. i miss the STL and P-town. and i really miss the cheap bars there too! I have to pay like 6 bones for a good Black and Tan here.... CRAZY! I especialy miss my family... and my friends as well... PINK.. don't say or even think it... you are about to say "who are you kidding, you dont have friends" and i dont wanna hear it... so shut it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only 4 more weeks and i shall be back! then i get to move to the house and get ready for that adventure.... for thoes who dont know... i am opening up a micro-brewery in the basment... so come to McKinney's Pub for a good beer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to working .... AAT 8:12 PM! crazyness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-115283646752116452?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/115283646752116452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=115283646752116452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/115283646752116452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/115283646752116452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-wish-i-could-live-in-coffee-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-115270806535778230</id><published>2006-07-12T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T05:41:05.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is one of thoes days that i just wanna stay home from work and build forts all day long!  i am talking about using couch cushions, blankets, boxes, and anything else you can fing laying around your house that you could possibly think of. i miss thoes days. if i can find a girl that would much rather build a fort our of crap on a date, rather than go to a dinner and a movie, i would marry her! that would be a rockin date. build a fort, then have my mom make us popcorn and watch a movie while in the fort! HELLS YES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-115270806535778230?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/115270806535778230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=115270806535778230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/115270806535778230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/115270806535778230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-is-one-of-thoes-days-that-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-115262322637816977</id><published>2006-07-11T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T06:07:06.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if dr.pepper was crack... i'd be in trouble&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-115262322637816977?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/115262322637816977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=115262322637816977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/115262322637816977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/115262322637816977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/07/if-dr.html' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-115227378823862061</id><published>2006-07-07T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T05:03:08.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some one is a little TOO excited for the new pirate movie</title><content type='html'>so here is an email i get from another intern in my office. keep in mind this is from an intern, but addressed to such important people as our CFO and many other higher-up... here is goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrr..Ahoy me hearties,&lt;br /&gt;ye sprogs be on land to lon'&lt;br /&gt;raise up thar jolly roger!&lt;br /&gt;on thar 7th of july, The lily'liver scallywag Captain Jack Sparrow be a sailin' agin'&lt;br /&gt;along with the son of the biscuit eater Will Turner and thar young lass Elizabeth.&lt;br /&gt;We be setting sail from thar madison buildin' at 5 ticks past noon. (read:5pm fer ye land lubbers)&lt;br /&gt;We be dropping anchor at the AMC mo'ie theater near eishenhower metro stop.&lt;br /&gt;where we will watch jack and use some of ar' patent booty to grab some food and maybe some grogs.&lt;br /&gt;but me ship needs a crew of buccanners. so' i be lookin' fer some gentleman or lass o' fertune to join me and go on account.&lt;br /&gt;reply with a mighty aye aye and we can get a goin'.&lt;br /&gt;XXXXXXXX&lt;br /&gt;ps. times are set unless people have objections. order which movie food or food movie are up to people that come.&lt;br /&gt;movies time are as follows 5:30 &lt;=the one i am going for but their exist a 6:15 and 7:00&lt;br /&gt;pss. hope you can make it! or ye be walkin' the plank (arrr...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the XXXXX stands for his name... it is too embarassing for this kid. and knowing him, he would search online for his own name, find this, then make me walk the plank, or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND to top it off, someone sent him a dumbass reply to the email.. basically being a jerk... and this kid replied back to the email... IN PIRATE LINGO! it is one thing to write this email in the first place, but to respond to replys in PIRATE as well.... COME ON!!&lt;br /&gt;this kid needs help ASAP!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-115227378823862061?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/115227378823862061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=115227378823862061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/115227378823862061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/115227378823862061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/07/some-one-is-little-too-excited-for-new.html' title='some one is a little TOO excited for the new pirate movie'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-115187011516776712</id><published>2006-07-02T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T12:55:25.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7879/2049/1600/decade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7879/2049/320/decade.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this could not be any more true....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-115187011516776712?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/115187011516776712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=115187011516776712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/115187011516776712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/115187011516776712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-could-not-be-any-more-true.html' title=''/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-115141687801573748</id><published>2006-06-27T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T07:01:18.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tales of bryan's ghetto apartment</title><content type='html'>So this is the story of a guy named Bryan and his Ghetto arse apartment in DC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan was a nice and caring guy. But unfortuantley he had the unfortunate draw of living in a ghetto apt. while he was interning in washington dc. You see, Bryan did not care about sharing a small studio apt. with another person (see pics from previous entry). He didnt mind a tiny arse kitchen that he could barley cook in either. Over all Bryan had a good positive outlook on a bad living situation. But lastnight his outlook changed extremly!&lt;br /&gt;It was a stormy night in DC lastnight and it was raining cats and dogs. As Bryan left Chris's apt. he headed for the stairwell to go to his own apt. and sleep. He opens the stairwell door to see a waterfall affect on the stairs. Bryan enjoys a good waterfall effect, but not in the stairwell that leads to his apt. So he carefully climbs the stairs to the 6th floor, where he lives. Bryan opens the door only to hear rain... INSIDE the building. He thinks to himself, what the hell is going on? He then feels water dripping on his head. So he looks up only to see water leaking from the roof! SAWEETTT.... he thought to himslef! He then rushes down the stairs to notify the landlord. And of course Bryan had forgoten about the waterfall in the stairs, so he takes 2 steps and BITES it! But none-the less he makes it down 6 floors to notify the landlord.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, Bryan makes it back to his apartment, still a waterfall in the stairs, still raining in his hallway..... and now a new effect...... his roommate is asleep and sounds like a FREAKING MOTOR BOAT! He is snoring louder than the thunder outside. So he puts in his head phones.... still hears the roommate. Pus in Ear plugs..... STILL hears him. With the ear pulgs in he turns on the fan to drown him out.... still hears him. After about an hour and a half of this Bryan passes out only due to the fact that he is tired as hell!&lt;br /&gt;Bryan then wakes the next morning at 5:30 am to the sound of his cell phone alarm. Goes in the bathroom and reaches for the light switch.. seeing as to how it is 5:30am and dark still. FLICK.... no light.... FLICK FLICK FLICK...... NOTHING. Maybe the light is burnt out he thought.... so he tries a different light switch... still nothing. GREAT the power is out. So he uses the restroom in the dark..... shaves by cell phone light.... then goes to take a shower in the dark. But there is one problem..... there is no hot water when the water heater doesnt work due to lack of power....so Bryan takes a cold arse shower!&lt;br /&gt;Bryan then decides to get some breakfast.... but he can make coffee... no power... cant make toast.... no power..... cant make pancakes.. NO POWER! So he has an old stale donut... EWWW! And leaves the apt. to start his day. Bryan only hopes the power is back on, there is no water fall, and it is not raining in the hallway when he gets home from work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-115141687801573748?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/115141687801573748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=115141687801573748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/115141687801573748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/115141687801573748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/06/tales-of-bryans-ghetto-apartment.html' title='tales of bryan&apos;s ghetto apartment'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-114989802947763045</id><published>2006-06-09T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T17:07:09.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i should be on MTV's Cribs</title><content type='html'>time for a virtual tour of bryan's apt. in washington dc!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here is my new digs for the summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a living area/sleeping room/ dining room/ office/ part kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7879/2049/1600/IM000923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7879/2049/320/IM000923.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here is my weeee tiny kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7879/2049/1600/IM000924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7879/2049/320/IM000924.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finaly my weeee toilet room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7879/2049/1600/IM000925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7879/2049/320/IM000925.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you had fun looking at my HUGE apt! it rocks... i know! i just hope i dont get a room mate anytime soon... or at all for that matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-114989802947763045?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/114989802947763045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=114989802947763045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/114989802947763045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/114989802947763045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-should-be-on-mtvs-cribs.html' title='i should be on MTV&apos;s Cribs'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-114892669306980658</id><published>2006-05-29T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T11:18:13.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PICS</title><content type='html'>PICTURE TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7879/2049/1600/PICT0411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7879/2049/320/PICT0411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought this gil was going to be eaten by the damn birds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7879/2049/1600/PICT0322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7879/2049/320/PICT0322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In howthe by the Irish sea/.... see the clif in the backround, i climbed that bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7879/2049/1600/PICT0309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7879/2049/320/PICT0309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan and i at the jameson distelery enjoying some awesome wiskey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this blogger is stupid and cant upload more pics now... so this will have to deal untill later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some amazing pics from today that will get posted later. everyone have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-114892669306980658?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/114892669306980658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=114892669306980658' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/114892669306980658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/114892669306980658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/05/pics.html' title='PICS'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-114830329018691846</id><published>2006-05-22T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T06:08:10.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in the city</title><content type='html'>It's only 1:30pm here and i have already had many interesting experiances. First, we did the Irish breakfast thing. It was GREAT... I tried many different foods. Like: Bacon (which here is canadian bacon... very good i must say), some potato thing ( also GREAT), some AMAZING irish coffee, amazing irish juice (it was really apple juice... but was soooo good!), that pudding thing that people said i would hate (they were correct.... it was icky!), and some eggs and sausage, and the BEST bread ever with creamy thick butter!! It was the best breakfast i have had in a while, and it was free! After breakfast i decided to journey around the city. THIS WAS INTERESTING. I walked in some random direction turning down streets that looked interesting, for about 1.5 hours. By this time i was LOST! I saw some cool shit though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had pics... but the wouldn't transfer from my flash drive to this computer... soon to be updated with a crap ton of pics.. i promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-114830329018691846?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/114830329018691846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=114830329018691846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/114830329018691846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/114830329018691846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/05/lost-in-city.html' title='Lost in the city'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-114805917690269724</id><published>2006-05-19T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T10:19:36.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Home (ireland that is)</title><content type='html'>I made it here alive, no worries. It is currently 6pm here, and i have yet to sleep since the night before I left... AWESOME!!! Tonight we are gonna hit some pubs, and CRASH! The people from BU are awesome.... Ryan and I have already formed out group... they are good people and they DONT drink alot... so dont worry mom! The Flight was long as hell.... and i got NO sleep. They inflight movies were Big Mama's House 2 (why the hell did they make a 2nd one), and Narnia (which i saw only 2 days ago). So as for entertainment i had a lovely lady sitting next to me and we chatted the majority of the way till she passed out, then i read my book and did some journaling.... that doesnt seem like 7 hours of stuff you say..... YOUR RIGHT... the rest of the time i was bored out of my SKULL!!!!!!!!!!! And there was a baby, right as i was about to crash mind you, they started having a fit and a half. It was GREAT. But needeless to say... it rocks here, the rain as held out till resently, and the bus system is great.... all i need to know is Find a Number 7, and it will take me in circles till i recognize my hotel and get off. No Pics as of yet for one reason JESS!!! The battery is lithiam Ion.... u didnt give me the damn charger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But So far good times had... we have many ambitious plans that I hope we can do! More updates and some pics to come soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-114805917690269724?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/114805917690269724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=114805917690269724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/114805917690269724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/114805917690269724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-am-home-ireland-that-is.html' title='I am Home (ireland that is)'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-114669247787140493</id><published>2006-05-03T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T14:45:08.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>music music everywhere</title><content type='html'>Now it's time for this dude to give his top musical finds of the school year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  This band has recently struck big with their album "... is a Real Boy". Thats right, Say Anything ranks number  . With their catchy up-beat lyrics and high energy they have captured this kids heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.    Next would have to be another catchy band called Cartel. They are always there when I need a quick music pick-me-up. I am able to turn on the "Cartel" play list and whatever song happens to pop up is a good one. They would be higher on the list, but this band is limited in making me feel good, I must be in the right mood to listen to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.    This next band is new to the music set, but the lead singer is not. He was lead man for Something Corporate before he was diagnosed with cancer. After kicking cancer square in the Arse, he desided to dive back into the music industry hard with his new band Jack's Mannequin. I enjoy the awesome lyrics played with a terrific piano melody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.    This number 2 pick sings such wonderful songs as "die, mother f@#$er die", "i hate everyone", and "murder by millions"....... yes the lyrics do match the song titles, they are quite harsh. So you are asking, Bryan, why have this band as your number 2 pick? they sound like they are too dark for your tase.....  Well the reason "Get Set Go" makes #2 is due to their musical talent. The Music side is upbeat, which offsets the lyrics. Also these lyrics are relentless... and they catch my ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE NMBER ONE PICK OF THIS YEAR GOES TO......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATT POND PA!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are downright amazing! If you listen to any of the bands I have suggest this year make it Matt Pond PA. They have amazing lyrics and great instramental talent to boot. The band consists of the lead singer/guitarist, drummer , bassist (who seems to never have any expression on his face, but i love him anyways), a cellist (who also plays keyboards and is FOOIIINEEEEE!!), and another guitarist who also does some key board. This band is quite entertaining live as well. They are up beat and sound AMAZING. So check 'em out... they are amazing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-114669247787140493?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/114669247787140493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=114669247787140493' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/114669247787140493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/114669247787140493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/05/music-music-everywhere.html' title='music music everywhere'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-114614934605637587</id><published>2006-04-27T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T07:49:06.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wont get to see home till august....</title><content type='html'>THIS KID IS GOING TO BE IN WASHINGTON DC THE WHOLE SUMMER!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right! As of June 5th  you can find me in DC working with the MECCA of internships for this kid.... the patent and trademark office. This is my calling!!!!!! (if you dont know me well, i want to be a patent lawyer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now instead of going to Ireland, then coming back to Illinois and working for either CAT or St. John's, I'll be in DC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here is what is making me wigg out.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get back from Ireland the 3rd...... then will have ONE DAY to get my shit together and hike over to DC.&lt;br /&gt;AND i will know NO ONE over there. This is gonna be interesting..... but maybe i can find Dick Chaney on the streets and go have a drink with him and his buddies in a bar somewhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOO if you get bored this summer.... come visit me in DC!!! it will be AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i may be having a slight panic attack right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-114614934605637587?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/114614934605637587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=114614934605637587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/114614934605637587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/114614934605637587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-wont-get-to-see-home-till-august.html' title='I wont get to see home till august....'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-114593334560498230</id><published>2006-04-24T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T19:49:05.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this irish kid goes home</title><content type='html'>So Ireland is becoming more and more of a reality. I have been talking about it to friends and have been exited, but tonight, durring our 1st ireland meeting, it hit me... I AM GOIN TO IRELAND! I cannot wait. Mainly because i can get out of this country for awhile and stop being an Engineer for 3 weeks! Ireland is the one thing keeping me going through this hell of a 2 weeks that i am in right now.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is lab presentation day, where my partner and i get to talk for 30 minutes about our Jr. Project. I have decided to wear my 3 piece pin stripe suit! HELLS YES. I will be flyyyyyyyy till i dieeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hope i find a way to stay in ireland so i dont have to come back here. i am getting sick of this place, these people...... everything! roar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-114593334560498230?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/114593334560498230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=114593334560498230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/114593334560498230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/114593334560498230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-irish-kid-goes-home.html' title='this irish kid goes home'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-114411859447082652</id><published>2006-04-03T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T19:43:37.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kids.......</title><content type='html'>Don't you love it when you study for 12 hours, get 3 hours of sleep, drink a billion cups of coffee, and then BOMB a test..... it is my FAVORITE thing! I am soooo frustrated with this crap! I just want it to be May 18th, so i can be on the plane to Ireland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one of the kids I teach thinks he is a huge gansta... an 8 year old gangsta at that. He was all like&lt;br /&gt;"i ain't funna read that stuff."&lt;br /&gt;Me "well you aren't good at reading, so if you dont do it you'll be working at burger king for the rest of your life b/c you can't get out of highschool"&lt;br /&gt;Kid "Naw, i'll be like my cousin"&lt;br /&gt;Me "what does he do?"&lt;br /&gt;Kid "dunno, but he doesnt do crap and has a mad pimp ride."&lt;br /&gt;Me "he is prob. a drug dealer and is gonna go to jail."&lt;br /&gt;Kid "so, jail won't be too bad"&lt;br /&gt;Me (frustrated and about to kick the kid in the face) " Read or i am gonna drop you"&lt;br /&gt;Kid "you arent holding me up, how you funna drop me?"&lt;br /&gt;Me "Read or i will pick you up and drop you from the building!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was wrong for me to go about it that way, but hell, the kid shut up and did his reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-114411859447082652?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/114411859447082652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=114411859447082652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/114411859447082652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/114411859447082652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/04/kids.html' title='kids.......'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-114039019733421023</id><published>2006-02-19T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T15:03:28.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it just came to me....</title><content type='html'>I started writting a blog like 5 seconds ago and just started typing, not really even thinking. then the answer just appeared on my screen as i went back to re-read what i wrote, the answer was in me this whole time, sometimes it just takes awhile for you to realize that the answer was right infront of ur face! wow the sub concious is one powerful mo fo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and if you are ever doing EE at 5am and cant figure out a problem, eat a pancake, that happened to me the other day. the answer seemingly apeared in the syrup... crazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-114039019733421023?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/114039019733421023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=114039019733421023' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/114039019733421023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/114039019733421023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/02/it-just-came-to-me.html' title='it just came to me....'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-114011001756368510</id><published>2006-02-16T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T09:13:37.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"don't go wishing your days away, live as if tomorrow would never come!"</title><content type='html'>I sit today and reflect on the words of my father.&lt;br /&gt;"the way to tru happiness is within yourself, not others. so listen to your heart, it WILL guide you to do the right thing. And when all else fails remember this, you will ALWAYS have me here, no matter waht happens, i will always be over your shoulder watching out for you."&lt;br /&gt;And I find this more true now than i have in a loong time. I have seen people walking through this life trying to make themselves into people they are not. they are always trying to be someone else, just to get people to "like" them, or to make others happy. and this makes my heart heavy. Because i have seen some good people fall into this "society says you need to be..." trap, and i hate it when people abandon their own ideas, and own personality, and morph into this ever changing person in the fight to please everyone else around them. PEOPLE, be you! Not what you think people want you to be! And yes, sometimes it can be hard not to fall into certain traps, but when you do, realize it and pull your butt out of it. And if you can't, i will be there to slap you in the face and say "wake up man.. what the hell are you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is odd how true somethings can be, like the end of my father's quote there "... and when all else fails remember this, you will ALWAYS have me here, no matter waht happens, i will always be over your shoulder watching out for you." Even though he is no longer around, i still find this to be try time and time again. his words and wisdom have always been there for me when i have really needed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note i have this to say...&lt;br /&gt;I am no longer going to wish for a day to be gone, because that is STUPID! You need to make the best of EVERY day, not just the ones that you dont have anything better to do. Have fun while you still can, sure you gotta get ur shit done too, but have some fun people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-114011001756368510?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/114011001756368510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=114011001756368510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/114011001756368510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/114011001756368510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/02/dont-go-wishing-your-days-away-live-as.html' title='&quot;don&apos;t go wishing your days away, live as if tomorrow would never come!&quot;'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-113977064470577538</id><published>2006-02-12T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T10:57:24.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"you go hide, and i'll come seek..."</title><content type='html'>SOOO, this day of hearts, pink things, and "love" is near. I must say... i REALLY dont like this unoriginal "holiday". It mainly consists of guys buying either A. candy or B. flowers (mainly roses) and then taking a girl to dinner, or making her dinner. More props to the man who makes the dinner. But come on guys.... get original dangit! If you are looking for a good gift idea, dont dish out the wallets, dish out the heart. Really think out what you are getting said chick. Get her something sentamental, because in all reallity sure girls like shiny expensive and good smelling shit, but if you think about a gift and if shows that you really care, you will get much closer to that girls heart than any flower, candy, or jewlry. And as far as the dinner goes, sure you both need to eat, but save the money and go somewhere less expensive, maybe a little quicker, and use that money you would have spent on dinner and take the girl somewhere else. dont just stick to the standard dinner thing. go ice skating, or take her to your favorite little jazz club, or a park... yes i know it is COLD, BUT u prepare. Take a shit ton of blankets, and go to the park. You can sit and chat under the starts, no one around and if you are really on the ball.... you will have hot coco too!! So come one guys... BE ORIGINAL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for me this v-day will consist of a little whiskey and some scrubs... just some good old me time! i cant wait... but if a girl happens to come my way between here and there... maybe a spontaneous thing will occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but here is to being original... think outside the box people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-113977064470577538?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/113977064470577538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=113977064470577538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/113977064470577538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/113977064470577538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/02/you-go-hide-and-ill-come-seek.html' title='&quot;you go hide, and i&apos;ll come seek...&quot;'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-113928018409996866</id><published>2006-02-06T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T18:43:14.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"does it look like i care about ur personal life?"</title><content type='html'>Dear World, Today may be the happiest day of this man's life... Scrubs Season 2 came today! I have a problem... but I dont wanna fix it. Woot for being addicted to Scrubs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note... it has come to my attention that some people think of urs truley, Mr. McKinney, as a face making whore. I don't ask for these things to happen people.. they just do. When ya got a rockin' bod like this... girls just wanna make out with your face. I am not proud of said things, but hell... like i have always said: you live this life once, why not have a blast!?! And that is just what i am doing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps, i have the craziest thought pop into my head today. These were the actuall words going through my head "i kinda wish i was in a relationship, just so i would have some one to break up with." Is that not the sickest thing you have heard all day? there is something wrong with me!! i need help. And ladies out there don't worry, was only a breif thought. If i happen to get in a relationship, it isnt just so i can break up with you... HA, Bryan in a relationship right now,,, thats funny. oh boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually a short term relationship wouldnt be all that bad right now... nothing long term, don't want that. but a little few week fling wouldnt be bad... i should get on that. maybe that's what i need to get out of this funk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok turning off Scrubs to work dangit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-113928018409996866?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/113928018409996866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=113928018409996866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/113928018409996866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/113928018409996866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/02/does-it-look-like-i-care-about-ur.html' title='&quot;does it look like i care about ur personal life?&quot;'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-113816512274499592</id><published>2006-01-24T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T20:58:42.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my photographs of these years, make me laugh through the tears...</title><content type='html'>Tonight I feel like being random as hell! So I decided to play dodge ball. BUT 2 problems: 1. it is hard to breath when it is cold out.... my lungs were in pain. and 2. we only had two people to play, me and jew... but it was fun while it lasted.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to go on a road trip. BUT the fact that i have an 11 hour non-stop day ahead of me tomorrow kinda put a can on that idea. I just need some excitment soon, damn this school and work thing getting in the way of fun!&lt;br /&gt;ALSO, i have a new dream! To work for a small record label, and get paid to find little no-name artists that ROCK and sign them! So... anyone have an idea where i can get an application for that job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it needs to be the weekend.... why did x-mas music start playing on my computer? it must be confused!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-113816512274499592?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/113816512274499592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=113816512274499592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/113816512274499592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/113816512274499592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-photographs-of-these-years-make-me.html' title='my photographs of these years, make me laugh through the tears...'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-113771946152024916</id><published>2006-01-19T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T17:11:01.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>consistantly inconsistant....</title><content type='html'>I have decided that I am just one of those guys that no one will ever understand. And that is ok to me. Hell at times, I don't understand myself. My family doesn't understand me, hell they can't even be supportive of me, my friends don't really understand me, and I'm sure others don't as well. I dunno why it is so difficult to do so, after all I am just another human being, but for some reason I guess I am more complicated than most. I guess the only consistency with me is my inconsistence. Hell, maybe I am just bi-polar.... that could be a possibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I, Bryan McKinney, am determined to get a 3.8 GPA this semester! It is going to be hard as shit to do... but i have one thing others don't.... Determination! I am going to work my butt off and make it happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel funny all the sudden... time to lay down....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-113771946152024916?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/113771946152024916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=113771946152024916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/113771946152024916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/113771946152024916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/01/consistantly-inconsistant_19.html' title='consistantly inconsistant....'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-113683653255815915</id><published>2006-01-09T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T11:55:32.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sing like you think no one's listening...</title><content type='html'>I think I just might have to jump on that same band wagon as Davey, the Asexual band wagon. I was re-evaluating past relationships lastnight and realized that I have been chasing the wrong women. I know the type I want... but I always end up with the wrong ones. Why is this? I need someone spontaneous and adventurous and random and that isn't afraid to bust out into song and dance in a crowded area. But yet, I end up with the opposite about 95% of the time.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I am done! I am gonna let the ladies come to Bryan... no more of me going to them. And if they don't have the "balls" (i say that in quotes b/c i don't want them to have actual balls, but figurative balls) to come to me.... screw 'em. I could be happy as an Asexual. I love my self and that is all that matters! WORD!&lt;br /&gt;Davey, I'm with ya buddy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-113683653255815915?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/113683653255815915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=113683653255815915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/113683653255815915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/113683653255815915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/01/sing-like-you-think-no-ones-listening.html' title='sing like you think no one&apos;s listening...'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-113640973938269131</id><published>2006-01-04T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T13:22:19.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another reason as to why I cannot work with middle aged women</title><content type='html'>*snif*&lt;br /&gt;*snif snif*&lt;br /&gt;*snif snif snif*&lt;br /&gt;"DANGIT!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Someone burnt popcorn in the office! Who else would it be but one of the redicoulous middle aged women in the department next to ours. Let us call her Mary Jane, because i think she might just be smoking some over in her cube. Anywho M.J. isn't all that bright. She is the one that can't figure out why the printer isn't working, how to use the copier, and asks "where do i put the mail?".WELLL M.J: you must first turn the printer on, the HUGE green button that says "COPY", and you see that box that says "outgoing mail"? WOW she is special. This is how i think she came to work at this office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wasn't the cutest girl in her highschool, but attractive enough to get asked out occasionally. She married and got pregnant right out of highschool. Had 3 kids by the age of 32. When the kids were younger she was a "stay at home mom" while daddy worked at the dealership. But now the kids are all growed up, dad is the manager of a nice BMW dealership, and mom is bored at home by herself. SO Mary Jane decides she need something to do. Then her girl friend tells her of a nice cushy job in an office that is minimal stress. AND the company hires her because she can atleast type. Now M.J. has something to keep her busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is how M.J. came to work in my office...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW she is a spaz.. and not in the good way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-113640973938269131?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/113640973938269131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=113640973938269131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/113640973938269131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/113640973938269131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/01/another-reason-as-to-why-i-cannot-work.html' title='Another reason as to why I cannot work with middle aged women'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-20457795.post-113625817198632883</id><published>2006-01-02T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T19:16:11.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad and anti.... everything</title><content type='html'>I dont know if it's the wether, or just my general discust for having to go back to work tomorrow but i feel ever so negative today. I find myself thinking in a negative tone... even though that is not the true me. I think i am just in a "question everything" / "devils advocate" mood. I think it alsom might be due to the fact that I also had to leave Peoria today...&lt;br /&gt;That means:&lt;br /&gt;~ no more playtime with Pink, Jean, or Ryan&lt;br /&gt;~ work start up again&lt;br /&gt;~ I have to leave behind my comfy chair&lt;br /&gt;~ and i leave behind my coffee maker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hell i need the money, therefore i will live through the working aspect&lt;br /&gt;AND i will be bakc in like 2 weeks anyways... so i can have my comfy chair, coffee, and playtime back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have deecided that i must buy "Cosby show" season 1 this weekend! I do this for a few reasons. A. i havent bought myself anything in a LOOONG time. mainly due to the fact that i have NO money. AND i get PAID this thursday... it will be a fatty of a paycheck too! and B. I LOVE COSBY!! there has been a Cosby marathon every night the past week... i might be addicted... but who cares... it's Cosby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some may ask why i have left the XANGA and traded to the BLOG... well i dunno to be honest. i really didnt like the XANGA set up ... and it was kinda creepy. i had some dude that i never really spoke more than 2 words to in highschool "suscribe" to my xanga..... CREEPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you can find me here... ranting mainly. and discussing philosophical views to myself.. if you dont like it... dont read... word!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20457795-113625817198632883?l=bryanmckinney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/feeds/113625817198632883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20457795&amp;postID=113625817198632883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/113625817198632883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20457795/posts/default/113625817198632883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bryanmckinney.blogspot.com/2006/01/sad-and-anti-everything.html' title='Sad and anti.... everything'/><author><name>Bryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14517010280816271008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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></feed>
