<?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-183729864677489014</id><updated>2011-12-03T03:49:10.769-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here We Are Again</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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-183729864677489014.post-5099474424824533108</id><published>2008-12-31T11:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T11:52:53.801-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing New</title><content type='html'>Nope, I have nothing new to say, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still alive. This is my way of telling you that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-5099474424824533108?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/5099474424824533108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=5099474424824533108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/5099474424824533108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/5099474424824533108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2008/12/nothing-new.html' title='Nothing New'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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-183729864677489014.post-7009465920661273986</id><published>2008-09-12T20:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T20:44:35.607-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another New Post!</title><content type='html'>Well, Toshio has a forum and a myspace page now...that's all the updates I have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I'm taking an art class, a creative writing class, and an educational technologies class :P That's all I have to say, so why not add...umm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video of the Day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YP1oKz-37JA"&gt;Brandon Lee: A Life Worth Remembering--A Death UnWorthy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave the link because there is a link to a petition for something VERY important in the description and I don't want anyone to watch that and not sign it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-7009465920661273986?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/7009465920661273986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=7009465920661273986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/7009465920661273986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/7009465920661273986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-new-post.html' title='Another New Post!'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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-183729864677489014.post-3198614039354600722</id><published>2008-05-26T22:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T23:04:15.048-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry!</title><content type='html'>Sorry it took me...months to reply, but I've been busy! A little update on Stella: She's all better! The bandage is off, the hole from th tube (which is also gone) is healed, and her fur's grown back! She's energetic again (and plays A LOT more than before). She eats more, too. For a while we had to give her antidepressants, but not anymore. She's eating fine now, so she'll be around for a LONG time :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new guitar! A black Les Paul that I bought on eBay for $150! It came with pretty much everything you could ever need for a guitar (except pedals). I had to buy a new strap for it because the one it came with was emo, but the new strap is awesome :P What I don't understand is why the new strap, which is black and red (Voodoo from Planet Wave), came with a SCHOOL BUS YELLOW pick. Well, it doesn't matter what color that pick it, it's my new favorite pick (I have 4 different kinds :P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be taking French again Fall quarter...FRE 202 is the last French class until next winter at the EARLIEST. Oh well, at least I can speak French very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of French, my French professor loved my most recent project on French slang from around the world. I included a part about internet slang; unfortunately, there wasn't much. I played Guild Wars in the European - French district. The only REAL slang/shorthand I found was the "qu(')" in "que" and "qu'on" becoming a "k" ("ke, kon"), but I did see quite a few Chuck Norris jokes in French. They're even LESS funny than the American ones (yes, it is indeed possible), except for the one about Hitler killing himself because Chuck Norris told him he was a Jew. That one was the funniest of them (still sick and twisted, but funny).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have nothing else to say that I can think of, so bye all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XxfvSi7IN3U&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XxfvSi7IN3U&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-3198614039354600722?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/3198614039354600722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=3198614039354600722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/3198614039354600722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/3198614039354600722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2008/05/sorry.html' title='Sorry!'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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-183729864677489014.post-8118987194529508422</id><published>2008-02-13T21:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T21:49:25.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Update</title><content type='html'>Stella's purring now! She purrs when I feed her and she's back to her usual grouchy self the rest of the time! She also doesn't look at much like a badger with the bald belly...and the giant...well...for lack of a better word..."Sock" around her body and the tube sticking out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's supposed to be able to get the tube out when she eats on her own, but SHE'S A CAT! SINCE WHEN DOES A CAT WANT TO GET UP AND GET FOOD WHEN IT'S INJECTED STRAIGHT INTO HIS/HER STOMACH?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just because this video is hilarious, I'll post it on here. This is actually a REQUIRED video for my French course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA REVOLUTION DES CRABES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S6xncXA3rGM&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S6xncXA3rGM&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-8118987194529508422?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/8118987194529508422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=8118987194529508422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/8118987194529508422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/8118987194529508422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2008/02/another-update.html' title='Another Update'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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-183729864677489014.post-7978714119956165651</id><published>2008-02-01T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T22:15:41.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Stella</title><content type='html'>My cat is sick and for a while, I thought she was going to die; she already looked like an empty shell with no soul. But we found a good vet for her and they're saying there's a 90% chance they'll be able to cure her (with surgery and about a month of feeding her through a tube), so we'll have Stella back for at least a few more years...despite us only being able to afford ramen noodles for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essentially, anorexia and stress for the past month made her liver start to eat itself. But she'll get better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-7978714119956165651?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/7978714119956165651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=7978714119956165651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/7978714119956165651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/7978714119956165651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2008/02/update-on-stella.html' title='Update on Stella'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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-183729864677489014.post-1964739216442059695</id><published>2007-11-11T10:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T10:26:48.341-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Song Ever - Masochism Tango</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TytGOeiW0aE&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TytGOeiW0aE&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ache for the touch of your lips, Dear,&lt;br /&gt;But much more for the touch of your whips, Dear.&lt;br /&gt;You can raise welts&lt;br /&gt;Like nobody else,&lt;br /&gt;As we dance to the Masochism Tango.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let our love be a flame, not an ember,&lt;br /&gt;Say it's me that you want to dismember.&lt;br /&gt;Blacken my eye,&lt;br /&gt;Set fire to my tie,&lt;br /&gt;As we dance to the Masochism Tango.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your command&lt;br /&gt;Before you here I stand,&lt;br /&gt;My heart is in my hand. Ecch!&lt;br /&gt;It's here that I must be.&lt;br /&gt;My heart entreats,&lt;br /&gt;Just hear those savage beats,&lt;br /&gt;And go put on your cleats&lt;br /&gt;And come and trample me.&lt;br /&gt;Your heart is hard as stone or mahogany,&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm in such exquisite agony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul is on fire,&lt;br /&gt;It's aflame with desire,&lt;br /&gt;Which is why I perspire&lt;br /&gt;When we tango.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You caught my nose&lt;br /&gt;In your left castanet, Love,&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the pain yet, Love,&lt;br /&gt;Ev'ry time I hear drums.&lt;br /&gt;And I envy the rose&lt;br /&gt;That you held in your teeth, Love,&lt;br /&gt;With the thorns underneath, Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sticking into your gums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes cast a spell that bewitches.&lt;br /&gt;The last time I needed twenty stitches&lt;br /&gt;To sew up the gash&lt;br /&gt;That you made with your lash,&lt;br /&gt;As we danced to the Masochism Tango.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bash in my brain,&lt;br /&gt;And make me scream with pain,&lt;br /&gt;Then kick me once again,&lt;br /&gt;And say we'll never part.&lt;br /&gt;I know too well&lt;br /&gt;I'm underneath your spell,&lt;br /&gt;So, Darling, if you smell&lt;br /&gt;Something burning, it's my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take your cigarette from its holder,&lt;br /&gt;And burn your initials in my shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;Fracture my spine,&lt;br /&gt;And swear that you're mine,&lt;br /&gt;As we dance to the Masochism Tango.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-1964739216442059695?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/1964739216442059695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=1964739216442059695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/1964739216442059695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/1964739216442059695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2007/11/best-song-ever-masochism-tango.html' title='Best Song Ever - Masochism Tango'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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-183729864677489014.post-2764845736188402613</id><published>2007-11-04T22:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T22:11:44.245-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wuthering Heights</title><content type='html'>I don't have anything to say, so...&lt;br /&gt;Pat Benatar - Wuthering Heights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K4ZL3W8H1vI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K4ZL3W8H1vI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out on the wily, windy moors, wed roll and fall in green&lt;br /&gt;You had a temper like my jealousy, too hot, too greedy&lt;br /&gt;How could you leave me, when I needed to possess you&lt;br /&gt;I hated you, I loved you too&lt;br /&gt;Bad dreams in the night&lt;br /&gt;You told me I was going to lose the fight&lt;br /&gt;Leave behind my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuthering, wuthering, wuthering heights&lt;br /&gt;Heathcliff, its me, I'm Cathy, Ive come home&lt;br /&gt;I'm - so cold, let me in your window&lt;br /&gt;Heathcliff, its me, I'm Cathy, Ive come home&lt;br /&gt;I'm - so cold, let me in your window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, it gets dark, it gets lonely&lt;br /&gt;On the other side from you&lt;br /&gt;I pine a lot, I find the lot falls through without you&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming back love, cruel Heathcliff&lt;br /&gt;My one dream, my only master&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too long I roam in the night&lt;br /&gt;Im coming back to his side to put it right&lt;br /&gt;Im coming home to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wuthering, wuthering, wuthering heights&lt;br /&gt;Heathcliff, its me, I'm Cathy, Ive come home&lt;br /&gt;I'm - so cold, let me in your window&lt;br /&gt;Heathcliff, its me, I'm Cathy, Ive come home&lt;br /&gt;I'm - so cold, let me in your window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, let me have it, let me grab your soul away&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, let me have it, let me grab your soul away&lt;br /&gt;You know its me, Cathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heathcliff, its me, I'm Cathy, Ive come home&lt;br /&gt;I'm - so cold, let me in your window&lt;br /&gt;Heathcliff, its me, I'm Cathy, Ive come home&lt;br /&gt;I'm - so cold, let me in your window&lt;br /&gt;Heathcliff, its me, I'm Cathy, Ive come home&lt;br /&gt;So cold&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-2764845736188402613?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/2764845736188402613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=2764845736188402613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/2764845736188402613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/2764845736188402613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2007/11/wuthering-heights.html' title='Wuthering Heights'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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-183729864677489014.post-2678177116078259569</id><published>2007-10-31T12:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T13:05:10.639-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>It's Halloween! Oh...and Happy Samhain! Oh, and a day late; Feliz Dia de Los Muertos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm...I can't think of other holidays, but the idiots here celebrate Beggar's Night (the day before Halloween) because it doesn't "go against their religion." If it's against your religion, why the hell are you changing the name and making it A DAY EARLIER. And they won't let their kids wear costumes because "Halloween is a pagan holiday." No, idiots, Samhain is. But they don't mind celebrating Easter (Ostar*...you know, with the Ostar* Hare). Let's see...other stolen holidays and ideas...hmm...Easter, Christmas (Jesus was born in the lambing season. That's SPRING, you idiots), Halloween...hmm...any I'm forgetting? Let's talk about other things that aren't holidays...like Jesus walking on water (Buddha did it 500 years earlier). Keep in mind, I do believe Jesus existed, but he was by no means a god. He was a Bodhisattva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize if any of this offended you. Feel free to send me any criticisms you have. We can have an INTELLECTUAL debate (no hate mail or "You're Wrong!" without FACTS to back it up (the bible isn't fact. It's a book written by man in the early Common Era that was spoken word since a little ways back in BCE times, meaning what was written was tall tales. Oh, and if you have an edited version (i.e., the King James version), that's been edited to someone's liking, so it's technically not supposed to be followed. Read the Torah** if you want the original).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I don't know if I spelled it correctly.&lt;br /&gt;**I may have used the wring term. I'm trying to refer to the Jewish holy book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-2678177116078259569?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/2678177116078259569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=2678177116078259569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/2678177116078259569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/2678177116078259569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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-183729864677489014.post-2579239315059625289</id><published>2007-10-15T03:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T03:21:46.322-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm 20</title><content type='html'>My birthday was on the 13th...and nobody really noticed (except Mirage and Kane)...that makes me sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just that people don't care or is it that I'm not well noticed enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really care about birthdays, I don't really want presents or anything; I just want to be acknowledged on my birthday once in a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Wow, that sounded angst-y...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-2579239315059625289?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/2579239315059625289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=2579239315059625289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/2579239315059625289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/2579239315059625289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-20.html' title='I&apos;m 20'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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-183729864677489014.post-2280268644886465743</id><published>2007-10-01T01:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T01:56:37.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Feel Special (Again)</title><content type='html'>This is going to be short and have very little description because I'm about to sleep :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made food for a Lama, 3 monks, their translator, and a few other guests...anyway, the Lama wanted me to sit next to him! It's not like you can say no to a Lama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the monks made some kind of curried beans...they (the beans) made the plates look pretty :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the food was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I feel special just because of the sitting between a Lama and a monk :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-2280268644886465743?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/2280268644886465743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=2280268644886465743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/2280268644886465743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/2280268644886465743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-feel-special-again.html' title='I Feel Special (Again)'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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-183729864677489014.post-154347981741423192</id><published>2007-09-30T01:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T01:25:31.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Planet We Reach Is Dead</title><content type='html'>Well...every forum I go to...at least...umm...well, most of them...there are two that aren't, but I'm not very active on those...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone finds this and can recommend a good RP Forum that isn't a clone of FF, KH, or D&amp;D, (in other words one that would allow me to be creative), please, please, PLEASE give me the URL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that anyone reads my blog...it's as dead as those forums...(Fori?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-154347981741423192?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/154347981741423192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=154347981741423192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/154347981741423192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/154347981741423192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2007/09/every-planet-we-reach-is-dead.html' title='Every Planet We Reach Is Dead'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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-183729864677489014.post-2569813137976820760</id><published>2007-09-22T18:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T18:38:55.385-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want More</title><content type='html'>I feel like posting my favorite song on here...accompanied by the video...It's from the  musical "Lestat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/crWKThXZgh0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/crWKThXZgh0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESTAT (speaking to CLAUDIA)&lt;br /&gt;You know the rules of the house. We told you what would happen if you disobeyed us again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOUIS (speaking to CLAUDIA)&lt;br /&gt;Darling, please stop crying; You'll ruin your dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESTAT (speaking to LOUIS)&lt;br /&gt;She's not crying. See? No bloody tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLAUDIA&lt;br /&gt;Don't chastise me, I'm a child&lt;br /&gt;Acting as a child does.&lt;br /&gt;You blind me with lifeless dolls&lt;br /&gt;When what I want is blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took me from the streets to complete this union&lt;br /&gt;Do you expect some little saint, kneeling for communion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want more!&lt;br /&gt;I want mo-o-o-ore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at you, you disapprove&lt;br /&gt;Like two fussy mothers&lt;br /&gt;Who are you to criticize the habits of another?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I rock the family boat&lt;br /&gt;by dining on the help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't I just the little beast?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can't stop myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want more, I want mo-o-o-ore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want their milk and honey,&lt;br /&gt;They can keep their fine herb teas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need their chocolate hot and sweet,&lt;br /&gt;It's thick and red for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For everyone that comes along, knocking on this door,&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame me, it's your fault, that I want more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOUIS (speaking to CLAUDIA)&lt;br /&gt;[My daughter], it's not your fault. It's Lestat's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESTAT (speaking to LOUIS)&lt;br /&gt;My fault?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOUIS (speaking to LESTAT)&lt;br /&gt;You're not loving enough to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESTAT (speaking to LOUIS)&lt;br /&gt;I give her everything her black little heart desires and still, she does this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLAUDIA&lt;br /&gt;Look at me, I'm so sweet,&lt;br /&gt;I'm innocent and charming&lt;br /&gt;But all you see is some spoiled brat,&lt;br /&gt;A child so demanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't fuss so!&lt;br /&gt;You both know the rapture of the bite.&lt;br /&gt;Is not monstrous,&lt;br /&gt;It's just Claudia's healthy appetite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want more!&lt;br /&gt;I want more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I be the little miss,&lt;br /&gt;And while away the hours?&lt;br /&gt;I think not, I'd rather hunt&lt;br /&gt;Then cut up paper flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you, the things I do&lt;br /&gt;Verge on the obscene&lt;br /&gt;What a pair of hypocrites&lt;br /&gt;Well this cat wants her cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want more!&lt;br /&gt;I want more!&lt;br /&gt;I want mo-o-o-ore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESTAT (yelling at LOUIS)&lt;br /&gt;You're too lenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOUIS (yelling at LESTAT)&lt;br /&gt;You're too cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LESTAT (yelling at LOUIS)&lt;br /&gt;She needs to be punished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOUIS (speaking to LESTAT)&lt;br /&gt;She needs love and kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLAUDIA&lt;br /&gt;I wander through the streets at night&lt;br /&gt;and find a charming couple&lt;br /&gt;Who fear that such an angel lost,&lt;br /&gt;Could find herself in trouble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can't resist my trembling lip&lt;br /&gt;My eyes so filled with tears&lt;br /&gt;They rest my head upon their neck&lt;br /&gt;(Claudia Bites Her Pillow)&lt;br /&gt;'Oh Dear'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mo-o-o-ore!&lt;br /&gt;I want more!&lt;br /&gt;I want mo-o-o-ore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want their milk and honey,&lt;br /&gt;They can keep those fine herb teas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need their chocolate hot and sweet,&lt;br /&gt;It's thick and red for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For everyone that comes along, knocking on this door&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame me, its your fault,&lt;br /&gt;That I want more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want mo-o-o-ore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want more!&lt;br /&gt;I want mo-o-o-ore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want more!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-2569813137976820760?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/2569813137976820760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=2569813137976820760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/2569813137976820760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/2569813137976820760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-want-more.html' title='I Want More'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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-183729864677489014.post-1919454215858455579</id><published>2007-09-22T01:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T02:54:45.034-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Almost 2 AM</title><content type='html'>I'm sleepy, but I feel like posting, so...yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll put a video and people who know me will probably agree with the title...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xGlZbNJP--c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xGlZbNJP--c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's all I have to say...I'm REALLY tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and to the angel in the video: Neither would I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Note: In our next concert, we're playing Rammstein's Los and a few of our new songs (the ones we like the most :P) We may take requests, so stay tuned for tour dates, etc...anyway, night all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another edit: I have successfully locked myself out of my own room...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-1919454215858455579?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/1919454215858455579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=1919454215858455579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/1919454215858455579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/1919454215858455579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-almost-2-am.html' title='It&apos;s Almost 2 AM'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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-183729864677489014.post-4543396486490691900</id><published>2007-09-17T01:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T01:32:16.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I DON'T CARE IF IT'S DEAD!</title><content type='html'>You heard me! I don't care that no one's reading this! I'm going to say something here every once in a while and hey, it's been a few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy lately (with Guild Wars and college, with the occasional eating) and haven't really had anything to say, but now I have something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY MUM'S FRIEND IS DATING LITTLE ORPHAN ANNIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, I said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum's friend is dating a girl who formerly played Annie in the 20th anniversary Broadway performance of the musical, Annie. She has a band now (and a good voice; listen to her at &lt;a href="http://www.tentaclesheavenward.com/music.html"&gt;her band's site&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have that out of the way, onto news about MY band; Rhi has her very own laptop now, so she can get online and...do online-type stuff...like...ummm...go forum-hopping? Visiting YouTube? I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I really don't have anything to say other than that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-4543396486490691900?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/4543396486490691900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=4543396486490691900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/4543396486490691900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/4543396486490691900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-dont-care-if-its-dead.html' title='I DON&apos;T CARE IF IT&apos;S DEAD!'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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-183729864677489014.post-2242025507117943967</id><published>2007-07-27T23:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T23:36:30.138-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well...</title><content type='html'>I'm not dead, but it looks like my blog is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That makes me a sad panda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I don't have anything else to say...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-2242025507117943967?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/2242025507117943967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=2242025507117943967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/2242025507117943967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/2242025507117943967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2007/07/well.html' title='Well...'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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-183729864677489014.post-2178796837758975702</id><published>2007-06-14T00:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T00:15:49.007-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember Me?</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I'm still here. I've just been busy for a while...I had to write a 12 page paper in a week, followed by 3 three page ones, and 6 pages of math problems (half a page each with my handwriting, which is smaller than the writing you're reading right now...about half the size, in fact).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll try to post on here more, okay? Ha! You're not answering. I see you're speechless. You can't ignore my divine beauty even when you can't see me :P Yeah, anyone who knows me knows that's not how I am. I'm really "self-conscious." I only put it in quotes because I'm not self-conscious about the clothes I wear like all the other *cough*conceited*cough* girls I've met (other than Rhi). I'm self-conscious in the perfectionist aspect. I can't stop until the job is done perfectly, meaning I don't have time to care about my appearance. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a slob. Anyone who's seen my pic on EP knows I'm not the most unattractive person, but I don't really care. Beauty is on the inside AND the outside. You have to have both, in my opinion. Actually, to me, there are four parts to true, divine beauty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Appearance - Actual, physical beauty.&lt;br /&gt;2) Sanity - The insane are just crazy. -_0&lt;br /&gt;3) Intelligence - Stupid people destroy any beauty they have elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;4) Actions - If you're a "beautiful" bitc----mean person...it eliminates anyone's desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of beauty:&lt;br /&gt;Pearl Jam - Elderly Woman Behind the Counter in a Small Town&lt;br /&gt;I seem to recognize your face&lt;br /&gt;Haunting, familiar, yet I cant seem to place it&lt;br /&gt;Cannot find the candle of thought to light your name&lt;br /&gt;Lifetimes are catching up with me&lt;br /&gt;All these changes taking place,&lt;br /&gt;I wish Id seen the place&lt;br /&gt;But no ones ever taken me&lt;br /&gt;Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away... (2x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I recognize your breath&lt;br /&gt;Memories like fingerprints are slowly raising&lt;br /&gt;Me you wouldnt recall, for&lt;br /&gt;Im not my former&lt;br /&gt;Its hard when youre stuck upon the shelf&lt;br /&gt;I changed by not changing at all, small town predicts my fate&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps thats what no one wants to see&lt;br /&gt;I just want to scream...hello...&lt;br /&gt;My God its been so long, never dreamed youd return&lt;br /&gt;But now here you are, and here I am&lt;br /&gt;Hearts and thoughts they fade...away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away... (2x)&lt;br /&gt;Hearts and thoughts they fade...away...&lt;br /&gt;Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away... (3x)&lt;br /&gt;Hearts and thoughts they fade...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-2178796837758975702?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/2178796837758975702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=2178796837758975702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/2178796837758975702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/2178796837758975702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2007/06/remember-me.html' title='Remember Me?'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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-183729864677489014.post-7375338359697855317</id><published>2007-05-29T17:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T17:10:01.414-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Song</title><content type='html'>I'm going to post another song for any readers on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only posting a link because you HAVE to read the comments. Maybe then anyone reading this who supports any war will change his or her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://youtube.com/watch?v=qANYd1w9BkA'&gt;The Charlie Daniels Band - Still in Saigon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got on a plane in 'Frisco&lt;br /&gt;And got off in Vietnam&lt;br /&gt;I walked into a different world&lt;br /&gt;The past forever gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have gone to Canada&lt;br /&gt;Or I could have stayed in school&lt;br /&gt;But I was brought up differently&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't break the rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirteen months and fifteen days&lt;br /&gt;The last ones were the worst&lt;br /&gt;One minute I'd kneel down and pray&lt;br /&gt;And the next I'd stand and curse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No place to run to&lt;br /&gt;Where I did not feel that war&lt;br /&gt;When I got home I stayed alone&lt;br /&gt;And checked behind each door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm still in Saigon&lt;br /&gt;Still in Saigon&lt;br /&gt;I am still in Saigon&lt;br /&gt;In my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ground at home was covered in snow&lt;br /&gt;And I was covered in sweat&lt;br /&gt;My younger brother calls me a killer&lt;br /&gt;And my daddy calls me a vet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody says I'm someone else&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sick and there's no cure&lt;br /&gt;Damned if I know who I am&lt;br /&gt;There was only one place I was sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was still in Saigon&lt;br /&gt;Still in saigon&lt;br /&gt;I am still in saigon&lt;br /&gt;In my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every summer when it rains&lt;br /&gt;I smell the jungle, I hear the planes&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell no one, I feel ashamed&lt;br /&gt;Afraid some day I'll go insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's been ten long years ago&lt;br /&gt;And time has gone on by&lt;br /&gt;Now and then I catch myself&lt;br /&gt;Eyes searching through the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the sounds of long ago&lt;br /&gt;Will be forever in my head&lt;br /&gt;Mingled with the wounded cries&lt;br /&gt;And the silence of the dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz I'm still in Saigon&lt;br /&gt;Still in Saigon&lt;br /&gt;I am still in Saigon&lt;br /&gt;In my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still in Saigon&lt;br /&gt;I am still in Saigon&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm still in Saigon&lt;br /&gt;In my mind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-7375338359697855317?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/7375338359697855317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=7375338359697855317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/7375338359697855317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/7375338359697855317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2007/05/another-song.html' title='Another Song'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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-183729864677489014.post-2080911832153164739</id><published>2007-05-13T20:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T20:31:30.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Website</title><content type='html'>I had to get rid of the 501megs one because up until the time I deleted it, I couldn't get to my ftp. Anyway, the new one is from Batcave :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://Sethunya.batcave.net"&gt;This is the new website, updated and condensed...but not finished...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any suggestions or feedback for the site, tell me here or Endless Perspective (I'm Abbey there, too).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-2080911832153164739?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/2080911832153164739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=2080911832153164739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/2080911832153164739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/2080911832153164739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-website_13.html' title='New Website'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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-183729864677489014.post-5936371575442676829</id><published>2007-05-10T23:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T23:28:55.708-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Website</title><content type='html'>Just so everyone knows, Æstus Main, our former site, is going to be replaced. It will keep the same name, of course, but it will have a different URL. I'm going to transfer most of the stuff over to the new site, which will probably be all of half an hour's work :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update the new site more and I will take any suggestions and feedback for it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure when (or even if) 501megs will approve me this time...if not, oh well. I don't really mind. I generally only used about 50 Mb, anyway. I generally have more on my flash drive than on my website...speaking of...I could update the site from my laptop wherever I am, put it on my flash drive, and transfer it! (And for those who don't know me and are probably thinking "Why can't she just upload them from her laptop? Laptops connect wirelessly from anywhere!", it's because I installed Ubuntu* on my computer, forgot my password, and deleted it incorrectly.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ubuntu = Linux (Operating System) for Normal People. It is more secure than Windows XP (by about 200x :P) and can be modified to run any program, since, like all other Linux distributions, it is open source. I would still be using it if I had the discs...WHICH ARE FREE, BY THE WAY, as compared to Windows XP's Professional Edition which is $115 to $300, which ISN'T open source.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-5936371575442676829?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/5936371575442676829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=5936371575442676829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/5936371575442676829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/5936371575442676829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-website.html' title='New Website'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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-183729864677489014.post-2624962296386064836</id><published>2007-05-07T23:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T00:00:14.699-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Response?</title><content type='html'>I could have sworn "U Can't Touch This" was a good conversation starter...I guess not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even the subliminal Linux reference got a response...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, doesn't bother me...I can say things here as many times as I want and obviously no one is responding! YAY!!! I can bash people! Or not...probably not...I'm not into gossip like a lot of other girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Free Game adverts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://shadowflare.us'&gt;Shadow Flare ('MMO'RPG...kind of...if anyone played it...it's from 2002)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://skystrife.com/forum'&gt;Endless Perspective (A plethora of forum RPs)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://mythmaker.us'&gt;MythMaker (game making program...not as good as RMXP in my opinion, but then again, it's still in development...)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote Link (Great Shadow Hearts: Covenant quotes):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0443635/quotes'&gt;Here they are!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-2624962296386064836?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/2624962296386064836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=2624962296386064836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/2624962296386064836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/2624962296386064836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2007/05/no-response.html' title='No Response?'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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-183729864677489014.post-6483385562977509801</id><published>2007-04-26T12:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T12:21:06.115-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just To Take Up Space</title><content type='html'>I am still here :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I had to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linux Fans: Watch this and then pause it on 48 seconds:&lt;br /&gt;(You'll have to go there, embedding disabled)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=G-JdC04vBik"&gt;Here it is!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another, only because I got it stuck in my head last night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EMzoBkaFxh4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EMzoBkaFxh4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-6483385562977509801?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/6483385562977509801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=6483385562977509801' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/6483385562977509801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/6483385562977509801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2007/04/just-to-take-up-space.html' title='Just To Take Up Space'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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-183729864677489014.post-2161782694505642140</id><published>2007-04-20T19:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T19:27:04.589-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mylene Farmer</title><content type='html'>I just feel like advertising her...for no particular reason that I can think of...except that she's good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video contains profanity, including the title. This video is uncensored, but the title I will post IS censored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mylene Farmer - F*** Them All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3lcbkFcK-zY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3lcbkFcK-zY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La nature est changeante&lt;br /&gt;L'on respire comme ils mentent&lt;br /&gt;De façon ravageuse&lt;br /&gt;La nature est tueuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au temps des favorites&lt;br /&gt;Autant de réussites&lt;br /&gt;Pour l’homme qui derrière a&lt;br /&gt;Une belle qui s’affaire à&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faire de leur vie un empire&lt;br /&gt;Blood and tear&lt;br /&gt;Faire l’amour à Marie&lt;br /&gt;Blood and tear&lt;br /&gt;Et Marie est martyre&lt;br /&gt;Blood and tear&lt;br /&gt;Sur le mur nos soupirs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F*** them all !&lt;br /&gt;Faites l'amour, nous la guerre, nos vices à l'envers&lt;br /&gt;F*** them all !&lt;br /&gt;Faites l'amour, nous la guerre, saignez notre enfer&lt;br /&gt;F*** them all !&lt;br /&gt;Faites l'amour, nous la guerre, nos vices à l'envers&lt;br /&gt;Blood and soul !&lt;br /&gt;Faites le mou dans le texte&lt;br /&gt;Le sang c'est le sexe !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De nature innocente&lt;br /&gt;L'on manie élégance&lt;br /&gt;Et d'une main experte&lt;br /&gt;Un glaive nous transperce&lt;br /&gt;Les discours trop prolixes&lt;br /&gt;Que de la rhétorique !&lt;br /&gt;Lâchetés familières&lt;br /&gt;Qui nous rendent guerrières&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faire de leur vie un empire&lt;br /&gt;Blood and tear&lt;br /&gt;Faire l’amour à Marie&lt;br /&gt;Blood and tear&lt;br /&gt;Et Marie est martyre&lt;br /&gt;Blood and tear&lt;br /&gt;Sur le mur nos soupirs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F*** them all !&lt;br /&gt;Faites l'amour, nous la guerre, nos vices à l'envers&lt;br /&gt;F*** them all !&lt;br /&gt;Faites l'amour, nous la guerre, saignez notre enfer&lt;br /&gt;F*** them all !&lt;br /&gt;Faites l'amour, nous la guerre, nos vices à l'envers&lt;br /&gt;Blood and soul !&lt;br /&gt;Faites le mou dans le texte&lt;br /&gt;Le sang c'est le sexe !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey bitch, you're not on the list&lt;br /&gt;You witch! You suck! You bitch!&lt;br /&gt;They said&lt;br /&gt;Hey bitch, you're not on the list&lt;br /&gt;You witch! You suck! You bitch!&lt;br /&gt;They said&lt;br /&gt;Hey bitch, you're not on the list&lt;br /&gt;What's your name again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey bitch, you're not on the list&lt;br /&gt;You witch! You suck! You bitch!&lt;br /&gt;Hey bitch, you're not on the list&lt;br /&gt;Hey bitch, you're not on the list&lt;br /&gt;You bitch, you're not on the list&lt;br /&gt;You witch! You suck! You bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F*** them all !&lt;br /&gt;Faites l'amour, nous la guerre, nos vices à l'envers&lt;br /&gt;F*** them all !&lt;br /&gt;Faites l'amour, nous la guerre, saignez notre enfer&lt;br /&gt;F*** them all !&lt;br /&gt;Faites l'amour, nous la guerre, nos vices à l'envers&lt;br /&gt;Blood and soul !&lt;br /&gt;Faites le mou dans le texte&lt;br /&gt;Le sang c'est le sexe !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F*** THEM ALL !&lt;br /&gt;F*** THEM ALL !&lt;br /&gt;F*** THEM ALL !&lt;br /&gt;BLOOD AND SOUL !&lt;br /&gt;F*** THEM ALL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using those lyrics, we get the following interpretation in English:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nature is changing&lt;br /&gt;Breathing as they lie&lt;br /&gt;In a destructive way&lt;br /&gt;Nature is a killer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the good times&lt;br /&gt;So much success&lt;br /&gt;For the man who has behind him&lt;br /&gt;A mistress who's busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making for themselves an empire&lt;br /&gt;Blood and tear&lt;br /&gt;Making love to Marie&lt;br /&gt;Blood and tear&lt;br /&gt;And Marie is a martyr&lt;br /&gt;Blood and tear&lt;br /&gt;On the wall our sighs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F*** them all!&lt;br /&gt;Make love, we'll make war, our vices reversed&lt;br /&gt;F*** them all!&lt;br /&gt;Make love, we'll make war, bleed our hell&lt;br /&gt;F*** them all!&lt;br /&gt;Blood and soul!&lt;br /&gt;We'll go soft on paper&lt;br /&gt;Blood is sex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With an innocent nature&lt;br /&gt;They handle elegance&lt;br /&gt;A double-edged sword pierces us&lt;br /&gt;The words too verbose&lt;br /&gt;nothing but rhetoric!&lt;br /&gt;The usual cowardice&lt;br /&gt;That makes us warriors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make for themselves an empire&lt;br /&gt;Blood and tear&lt;br /&gt;Make love to Marie&lt;br /&gt;Blood and tear&lt;br /&gt;And Marie is a martyr&lt;br /&gt;Blood and tear&lt;br /&gt;On the wall our sighs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F*** them all!&lt;br /&gt;Make love, we'll make war, our vices reversed&lt;br /&gt;F*** them all!&lt;br /&gt;Make love, we'll make war, bleed our hell&lt;br /&gt;F*** them all!&lt;br /&gt;Blood and soul!&lt;br /&gt;We'll go soft on paper&lt;br /&gt;Blood is sex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey bitch, you're not on the list&lt;br /&gt;You witch! You suck! You bitch!&lt;br /&gt;They said&lt;br /&gt;Hey bitch, you're not on the list&lt;br /&gt;You witch! You suck! You bitch!&lt;br /&gt;They said&lt;br /&gt;Hey bitch, you're not on the list&lt;br /&gt;What's your name again ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey bitch, you're not on the list&lt;br /&gt;You witch! You suck! You bitch!&lt;br /&gt;Hey bitch, you're not on the list&lt;br /&gt;Hey bitch, you're not on the list&lt;br /&gt;You bitch, you're not on the list&lt;br /&gt;You witch! You suck! You bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F*** them all!&lt;br /&gt;Make love, we'll make war, our vices reversed&lt;br /&gt;F*** them all!&lt;br /&gt;Make love, we'll make war, bleed our hell&lt;br /&gt;F*** them all!&lt;br /&gt;Blood and soul!&lt;br /&gt;We'll go soft on paper&lt;br /&gt;Blood is sex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F*** THEM ALL !&lt;br /&gt;F*** THEM ALL !&lt;br /&gt;F*** THEM ALL !&lt;br /&gt;BLOOD AND SOUL !&lt;br /&gt;F*** THEM ALL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This translation and various information about this song can be found here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mf-international.com/viewtopic.php?t=2721"&gt;M.F. International&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-2161782694505642140?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/2161782694505642140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=2161782694505642140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/2161782694505642140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/2161782694505642140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2007/04/mylene-farmer.html' title='Mylene Farmer'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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-183729864677489014.post-6363090816319710347</id><published>2007-04-19T00:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T00:33:08.057-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to waste some time on here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did that video scare everyone away? There haven't been any replies since the 7th...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...hmm...I don't have anything to say, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of the day: Labotomy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Quote Time!&lt;br /&gt;"Easy is right. Begin right, and you will be easy. Continue easy and you are right... The right way to go easy is to forget the right way, and forget that the going is easy." -Chuang Tzu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-6363090816319710347?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/6363090816319710347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=6363090816319710347' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/6363090816319710347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/6363090816319710347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2007/04/lonely.html' title='Lonely'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-183729864677489014.post-5735317470525120031</id><published>2007-04-11T23:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T21:45:34.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Salsa Du Demon</title><content type='html'>I thought I'd waste a post to tell you this is the freakiest song I've ever heard...but you have to translate it to get the full effect:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YCjNFaBkZz8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YCjNFaBkZz8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="firstcol"&gt;   &lt;div class="chordline"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Le grand orchestre du Splendid - La Salsa Du Demon&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;{Horreur}&lt;br /&gt;{Malheur}&lt;br /&gt;{Aaaah}&lt;br /&gt;Oui, je suis Belzébuth&lt;br /&gt;{Horreur}&lt;br /&gt;Je suis un bouc, je suis en rut&lt;br /&gt;{Horreur, malheur}&lt;br /&gt;Oui, oui, oui, je vis dans l'ordure&lt;br /&gt;{Horreur}&lt;br /&gt;Je pue la sueur et la luxure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je fume je bois, j'ai tous les vices&lt;br /&gt;Et j'ai du poil partout sur les cuisses&lt;br /&gt;Je vous déteste, je vous maudis&lt;br /&gt;J'suis complèt'ment pourri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quand j'vois un gosse, j'lui fous une claque&lt;br /&gt;Quand j'vois une vieille j'lui piqu' son sac&lt;br /&gt;Je crache, je rote, rien ne m'arrête&lt;br /&gt;Car aujourd'hui c'est la fête...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est la, c'est la, c'est la&lt;br /&gt;Salsa du démon {x4}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Horreur, malheur}&lt;br /&gt;{Aaaah}&lt;br /&gt;Oui, c'est moi Vampirella&lt;br /&gt;{Horreur}&lt;br /&gt;Malheur à ceux qui ne m'aiment pas&lt;br /&gt;{Horreur, malheur}&lt;br /&gt;Oui, oui, oui, mon cœur est en fer&lt;br /&gt;{Horreur}&lt;br /&gt;Je fais l'amour comme une panthère&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mes amants, je les écorche vifs&lt;br /&gt;Et je les fouette, je leur coupe le pif&lt;br /&gt;J'fais des trucs cochons avec des chaînes&lt;br /&gt;Aux minets du 16ème&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pourchassant les puceaux en fuite&lt;br /&gt;Le démon du sexe m'habite&lt;br /&gt;Venez là mes petits amis&lt;br /&gt;Car c'est la fête aujourd'hui...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est la, c'est la, c'est la&lt;br /&gt;Salsa du démon {x4}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Horreur, malheur}&lt;br /&gt;{Aaaah}&lt;br /&gt;Oui, je suis la sorcière&lt;br /&gt;{Horreur}&lt;br /&gt;J'suis vieille, j'suis moche, j'suis une mégère&lt;br /&gt;{Horreur, malheur}&lt;br /&gt;Oui, oui, oui, sur mon balai maudit&lt;br /&gt;{Horreur}&lt;br /&gt;J'aim' bien faire mal aux tous petits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je fais bouillir des mains de pendus&lt;br /&gt;J'mange des crapauds, des rats tout poilus&lt;br /&gt;J'fais des potions pour séduire les hommes&lt;br /&gt;Puis j'les mords quand ils dorment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dans ma marmite c'est l'épouvante&lt;br /&gt;Y a des bestioles dégoulinantes&lt;br /&gt;Ce soir j'fais du bœuf au pipi&lt;br /&gt;Car c'est la fête aujourd'hui...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est la, c'est la, c'est la&lt;br /&gt;Salsa du démon {x4}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{instrumental}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est la, c'est la c'est la&lt;br /&gt;Salsa du démon {x4}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est la, c'est la, c'est la&lt;br /&gt;Salsa du démon {x4}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est la, c'est la, c'est la&lt;br /&gt;Salsa du démon {x4}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est la, c'est la, c'est la&lt;br /&gt;Salsa du démon {x4}&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Lyrics (Sorry, this is a literal translation and not everything was translated, correctly or not):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Horror}&lt;br /&gt;{Misfortune}&lt;br /&gt;{Aaaah}&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am Beelzebub {Horreur}&lt;br /&gt;I am a goat, I am in a rut {Horreur, misfortune}&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes, yes, I live in the refuse {Horreur}&lt;br /&gt;I've been able to sweat&lt;br /&gt;and lust, I smoke, I drink,&lt;br /&gt;I have all the vices&lt;br /&gt;And I have hair everywhere on the thighs&lt;br /&gt;I hate you, I curse you&lt;br /&gt;I am completely rotten &lt;br /&gt;When I see a kid, I slap him insane&lt;br /&gt;When I see an old woman I pick her purse&lt;br /&gt;I spit, I rote, nothing stops me today&lt;br /&gt;This it is the festival... &lt;br /&gt;It is, it is, it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salsa of the demon {x4}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Horror, misfortune} {Aaaah}&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it is me Vampirella {Horreur}&lt;br /&gt;Misfortune to those who don't like me {Horror, misfortune}&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes, yes, my heart is made of iron {Horreur}&lt;br /&gt;I make love like a panther &lt;br /&gt;My lovers, I skin them sharp&lt;br /&gt;And I whip them, I impale their heads&lt;br /&gt;I make tricks pigs with chains&lt;br /&gt;With the pussies of [the] 16th [century]&lt;br /&gt;Pursuing the virgins in escape&lt;br /&gt;The demon of sex possesses me&lt;br /&gt;There you come my boyfriends&lt;br /&gt;Because it is the festival today... &lt;br /&gt;It is, it is, it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salsa of the demon {x4}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Horror, misfortune} {Aaaah}&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am the witch {Horror}&lt;br /&gt;I am old, I am ugly, I am a shrewd {Horreur, misfortune}&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes, yes, on my cursed broom {Horreur}&lt;br /&gt;I like to make all the small ones bad&lt;br /&gt;I make boil hands of hung                       &lt;br /&gt;I eat clamping plates, very hairy rats              &lt;br /&gt;I make potions to allure the men&lt;br /&gt;Then I bite them when they sleep &lt;br /&gt;In my pot it is terror&lt;br /&gt;There are oozing small beasts                             &lt;br /&gt;This evening I make beef with the wee            &lt;br /&gt;Because it is the festival today... &lt;br /&gt;It is, it is, it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salsa of the demon {x4}  {instrumental} &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is, it is, it is Salsa of the demon {x4} &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is, it is, it is Salsa of the demon {x4} &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is, it is, it is Salsa of the demon {x4} &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is, it is, it is Salsa of the demon {x4}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-5735317470525120031?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/5735317470525120031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=5735317470525120031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/5735317470525120031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/5735317470525120031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2007/04/salsa-du-demon.html' title='Salsa Du Demon'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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-183729864677489014.post-6179835394682146039</id><published>2007-04-10T00:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T00:20:02.524-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishy, fishy, fishy fish.</title><content type='html'>In Memoriam:&lt;br /&gt;-Adolph the...whatever kind of fish you were..., it appears your days as the tiny purple ruler of the 55 gallon tank have come to a close.&lt;br /&gt;--Adolph was cryogenically frozen (well, put in a ziploc bag with some water and frozen to be thrown away later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-No 53, the Black Molly and mother of over 200 other black mollies...yeah...you had a busy life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still alive and not given to a random guy at a pet store:&lt;br /&gt;-Stripe, the spotted ple...however your fish species is spelled. It soesn't matter, you eat poo for a living.&lt;br /&gt;-No 3, the Apple Snail: We still don't have a name for you...but you eat all the excess fish (living or dead), so it doesn't matter that you don't have a name.&lt;br /&gt;-Boudreau and Clive: You started your jobs cleaning poo as soon as you left the bags. Keep on doing your job.&lt;br /&gt;-No 52: You horny bast...I mean loving father...and also a black molly.&lt;br /&gt;-No 46: Yet another black molly, but an effing old one, so I've got to give you credit.&lt;br /&gt;-Pink, Blue, and Orange: You're named after colors because Adolph was your master. Now you have no one to follow, so don't get too close to No. 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There...an update on my fish for the .0001% of people who care about animal life and don't think I'm just someone who NEEDS the psychiatrist I know. To the other 99.9999%: You really should care about animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;-"There was only one catch and that was Catch-22, which specified that a concern for one's own safety in the face of dangers that were real and immediate was the process of a rational mind. Orr was crazy and could be grounded. All he had to do was ask; and as soon as he did, he would no longer be crazy and would have to fly more missions. Orr would be crazy to fly more missions and sane if he didn't, but if he was sane he had to fly them. If he flew them he was crazy and didn't have to; but if he didn't want to he was sane and had to. Yossarian was moved very deeply by the absolute simplicity of this clause of Catch-22 and let out a respectful whistle." Catch-22, Chapter 5, pg. 55&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-6179835394682146039?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/6179835394682146039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=6179835394682146039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/6179835394682146039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/6179835394682146039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2007/04/fishy-fishy-fishy-fish.html' title='Fishy, fishy, fishy fish.'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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-183729864677489014.post-9087117146096077704</id><published>2007-04-07T00:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T00:10:02.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weather and Other Problems</title><content type='html'>THREE DAYS AGO IT WAS 80 "EFFING" DEGREES (F). The past two, it's been less than 40. That's...hmm...how to censor this...That's "Excrement"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stepda, the owner of this computer, has a habit of leaving a particularly annoying game running (to EP people, the "I NEED A MEDIC!" one :P). He left it running all day yesterday, played it from 8-1 (or later, but those are my usual hours on here). When he left the computer, he installed an update that took AT LEAST 12 hours to install, at which point he opened his game and left it running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to be going to a relatives' house Sunday because they and my stepda celebrate Easter (I'm Buddhist, so no holidays for me...well, not "holidays", per se...), so I couldn't spend time with the band. Then we find out one of my cousins is sick and we might not be able to go. That wouldn't bother me so much if I COULD STILL PRACTICE WITH THE BAND, but, alas, I cannot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I've ranted enough. Time to end with a quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"Don't ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-9087117146096077704?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/9087117146096077704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=9087117146096077704' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/9087117146096077704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/9087117146096077704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2007/04/weather-and-other-problems.html' title='Weather and Other Problems'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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-183729864677489014.post-84385023415123785</id><published>2007-04-04T23:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T23:19:56.355-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately</title><content type='html'>For the past few days, I've been very depressed. It's not even a logical depression: NOTHING HAS HAPPENED. I've just been crying myself to sleep out of fear and sadness OVER NOTHING! So, needless to say, I'm not in a creative mood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of not being in a creative mood, this is unnatural for me. I'm ALWAYS creative when I'm depressed. That's when I make my best stuff...Well, I can't say I'm not feeling creative...I'm just not in a creative &lt;i&gt;writing&lt;/i&gt; mood. My artwork is improving :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what to say. I don't want to waste a post...well...hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to make cookies yesterday, but for some reason they didn't flatten like normal cookies &lt;i&gt;even after 20 minutes in the oven, TWO TIMES the normal amount of time I use to make cookies&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...well, that's all I have to say today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-84385023415123785?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/84385023415123785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=84385023415123785' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/84385023415123785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/84385023415123785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2007/04/lately.html' title='Lately'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-183729864677489014.post-6997220249316404921</id><published>2007-03-29T22:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T22:24:50.329-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Thoughts</title><content type='html'>I know I'll sound like a drama queen, but I'll rant anyway. The people who matter know I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave the link to this blog to an entire forum.  How many people have actually looked at it of them? Probably only one (Sky, at least you listen). Next time I post something on there and I get no reply, I'm going S&amp;amp;M on you all! Or I'll just tear your skin with my teeth, pour salt in the wound, then hammer nails into the area I tore the skin from. Oh, and I can't forget to put the skin back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...that'll probably get this deleted...but just so everyone know I MEANT THAT FIGURATIVELY, NOT LITERALLY! It'll be more of a cold silence if you want exactly what I actually meant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything else worth talking about? Hmm...well, whenever we do our next concert, Sven is singing Pearl Jam's "Black" and he sounds a lot like Eddie Vedder...surprisingly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VoX plans on learning to play Sitar...and lute...that'll be interesting...Sven plaing Violin is just weird...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-6997220249316404921?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/6997220249316404921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=6997220249316404921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/6997220249316404921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/6997220249316404921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2007/03/some-thoughts.html' title='Some Thoughts'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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-183729864677489014.post-6219999899103048088</id><published>2007-03-28T01:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T02:04:45.309-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First and Foremost</title><content type='html'>Welcome (to anyone who actually knows who I am). I'm actually supposed to be sleeping now since I have to get up in four and a half hours...Meh, lack of sleep's never stopped me before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...this will be the main  blog for our band, Aestus.  We plan on changing our name, by the way. It's the name of a business...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HISTORY OF OUR BAND NAMES:&lt;br /&gt;-Krana's Last Resort (Changed due to LEGO company product that was created AFTER our band.)&lt;br /&gt;-KLR (abbr. of the above. Changed because it's also an abbreviation to a motorcycle part :P)&lt;br /&gt;-Æstus (Changed because...well...most people don't know alt + 146 too well...)&lt;br /&gt;-Aestus (Changing because it's a big business.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any suggestions for a new name, feel free to comment on this. I won't bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here's a breakdown of our band members' names and nicknames...some are kept private, but I'll tell you the ones that aren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absinthe (Me) - AKA: Abbey (WITH the e. I'm Absinthe, not Abigail), Yumi (Shiawase), Sethunya Unathi&lt;br /&gt;Krison - Rhiannon, Rhi, Sabbath (Blair)&lt;br /&gt;VoX&lt;br /&gt;Sven - Sven Baker XXIII, a few other names&lt;br /&gt;Toshio - Uematsu (he's got about as much talent as Nobuo Uematsu, if you're wondering...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe I said this before, but this will be our main blog from now on. Onto dispelling myths:&lt;br /&gt;1) We have no CDs out, despite what VoX said.&lt;br /&gt;2) Contrary to popular belief, we do play in one (1) state in the US (Alaska)&lt;br /&gt;3) We do NOT play reggae. Industrial Reggae, in our case, takes the themes of reggae and puts them to the beats of random things we want to use as instruments (i.e., Van de Graf generators, Synths, razor blades, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Now that that's over with...hmm...anything I missed? If I think of anything, I'll post tomorrow probably.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/183729864677489014-6219999899103048088?l=sethunya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/feeds/6219999899103048088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=183729864677489014&amp;postID=6219999899103048088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/6219999899103048088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/183729864677489014/posts/default/6219999899103048088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sethunya.blogspot.com/2007/03/first-and-foremost.html' title='First and Foremost'/><author><name>Absinthe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081627501642360051</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></feed>
