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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17817449</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 08 Jul 2011 01:04:15 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Looptopia</category><category>social</category><category>dating</category><category>personal</category><category>may 2008</category><category>chicago</category><category>life</category><title>Pleas And Thank Yous</title><description>The musings of a transient confused young man, torn between his heritage of piracy and skills in ninjary.</description><link>http://pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Bonka_Chuck)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/PleasAndThankYous" /><feedburner:info uri="pleasandthankyous" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:browserFriendly></feedburner:browserFriendly><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17817449.post-124908992542863860</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Sep 2010 06:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-03T00:08:20.497-07:00</atom:updated><title>Well hello, stranger...</title><description>I've had my fair share of weird and sometimes beneficial conversations with strangers.  Sometimes, they even ended in makeouts!  However, a good portion of the time I Want to be Left Alone.  Plz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting conversation from a few weeks ago:  I was sitting in a doctor's office waiting for a friend of mine, and tapping around on his iPad (I'm still pretty upset that Apple just announced a camera in their iPod touch and I literally bought one this July at full price.  Thanks, Apple.  Now put a freaking camera in the iPad already) and a couple of odd conversations happened.  First, a woman pointed out there's no keyboard on an iPad (which I disproved) and then she said, "But I can't put that on my lap."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next contestant in this tricky business first asked if that was the iPad.  After confirming her suspicions, this then led to her saying how funny it was that people have so many ways in these &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IjarLbD9r30"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Modern Times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to avoid conversation and interaction with each other, to exchange ideas.  How they're always on their cell phones, video games, and.... iPad.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At which point, she then posited that "And that's why some people have called it a HellPad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Wha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*awkward silence, followed by "Well, I'm working on this."*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her continued insistence that technology gets in the way of people talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me, but technology doesn't get in the way of people talking, PEOPLE GET IN THE WAY OF PEOPLE TALKING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all about having a good conversation with someone, and sometimes a random stranger but as stated before "I Sometimes Just Want To Be Left Alone Plz."  Let's rewind to some anecdotal "exchanges of ideas" I've had when I was without headphones, DS, or even a window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I've been asked to drive a total stranger home.&lt;br /&gt;- Solicited for hashish&lt;br /&gt;- Asked for change&lt;br /&gt;- Asked if I like that "Bump Music" (to this day I still don't know what that means.)&lt;br /&gt;- Asked if my name is Mark (it isn't)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT IDEAS, THX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm willing to admit that maybe a good number of people in a technological age might have lost the gift of small talk and interpersonal reaction (see, any trolling post on an internet forum) and nobody really has a dialogue like they used to in the Good Ol' Days.  Regardless, even before the advent of personal music and personal media devices we've had all sorts of ways to ignore people we didn't want to talk to, it's not just the technology.  We had books, windows, the ceiling, you pick it.  If someone wanted to ignore the person next to them because they didn't want to talk, then there were ways to go about it.  Or some other method to make their need to be heard Somebody Else's Problem.  Nevermind the inherent issue I have with someone thinking right off that I give two shits about anything they have to say.  People have opinions, and more often than not (I've usually seen on a Thurs., Fri., or Sat. night at 2 AM) they are going to share it with you, whether you wanted it or not.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, what in my manner makes you think I care about having a deep conversation with you, person conveniently seated next to me?  Now if you'll excuse me, I'll get back to reading.  Or drawing in my book.  Or... anything else.  But anyway you slice it, I'm Not Interested.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17817449-124908992542863860?l=pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com/2010/09/well-hello-stranger.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonka_Chuck)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17817449.post-5621772558932092282</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Jan 2010 22:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-11T14:06:10.016-08:00</atom:updated><title>Life's funny...</title><description>Sometimes, you don't know what'll come along, but when it rains it can pour.  Thankfully, it's poured pretty positively lately!  More later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17817449-5621772558932092282?l=pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com/2010/01/lifes-funny.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonka_Chuck)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17817449.post-1196191722290406283</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Dec 2009 16:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-11T09:32:16.454-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">personal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dating</category><title>It's been awhile, no?</title><description>Sorry, PleasAndThankYous.  I've been a bad maintainer.  A really important piece of information came from Andre 3000 of Outkast; in an interview he was asked about being able to write while in a relationship, and he said he couldn't write when he was happy.  Everything's all roses and gumdrops, whiskers on kittens.  That makes sense, you get handed this big ball of globulous happy, and the handy razors of cynicism and snark are laid aside because the happy is good as-is.  Hence, I was happy, kinda lazy, and finally found something worth getting snarky about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 27, soon to be 28.  Some associates from college have since gotten married, some friends are in long-term basically married relationships, and for the past two years or so I've been in and out of dating after a relationship for 3 years.  Anyway, being on both sides of the relationship fence gives me some unique perspectives to work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't worry this won't turn into a "boo-hoo why can't I find anyone" blog.  I do that enough OFF the net with friends over IM or coffee.  What makes me think of this is a conversation I had with a friend where she thought a friend was settling, in the sense that the guy she was/is dating was not good enough for her.  Not even touching on the issues I have with that kind of reasoning (I was a fan of Ducky being the winner at the end of "Pretty in Pink" m'self, go figure)it is an interesting situation those of us in/past our "quarter-life-crisis" find ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The date-ee's reasoning was she was getting older, and she had to keep an open mind.  I've had other friends my age say the same thing.  They realize Prince Charming/Rogueish Pirate/Edward Cullen doesn't exist, and while their standards haven't lowered, they've become more realistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been a big proponent of getting what you want, and if that changes and you're ok with that, awesome.  But changing only because you feel you're getting too old to be choosy or whatever, that's bull.  It wouldn't be what you want, what you're looking for, and is misleading both yourself and the other person which is way worse than just rejection.  That's how people spend multiple years with someone they're only kind of into, and maybe break up suddenly or cheat.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's where being Twentysettled comes in.  You feel you have to find someone else out of necessity because you're getting out of your twenties soon, and "ohmygoodnessImightgrowupoldandalonebecauseIhavenotfoundanyoneyetwtfomgbbqamIgoingto".  I'll admit, I've had my moments too but choosing to be with someone half-assed out of some ridiculous feeling of necessity?  No thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17817449-1196191722290406283?l=pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-been-awhile-no.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonka_Chuck)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17817449.post-8267235269073159877</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 00:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-20T16:19:52.019-08:00</atom:updated><title /><description>First date in months.  Do i even remember how to do this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17817449-8267235269073159877?l=pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-date-in-months.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonka_Chuck)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17817449.post-5279215196124727331</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2009 01:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-05T18:51:55.821-07:00</atom:updated><title /><description>Been awhile... huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17817449-5279215196124727331?l=pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com/2009/10/been-awhile.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonka_Chuck)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17817449.post-3378770729513709833</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Jun 2009 00:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-06T10:15:44.861-07:00</atom:updated><title /><description>Just got mistaken for a pizza delivery guy downtown.  AGAIN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17817449-3378770729513709833?l=pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-got-mistaken-for-pizza-delivery.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonka_Chuck)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17817449.post-4375690191788030773</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Jun 2009 01:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-17T18:49:17.755-07:00</atom:updated><title /><description>Finally the title of the new transformers movie makes sense.. Hello plot point!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17817449-4375690191788030773?l=pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally-title-of-new-transformers-movie.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonka_Chuck)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17817449.post-2197495930807465410</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Jun 2009 12:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-16T05:03:51.089-07:00</atom:updated><title /><description>Getting back to regular life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17817449-2197495930807465410?l=pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com/2009/06/getting-back-to-regular-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonka_Chuck)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17817449.post-6511284303803399228</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Jun 2009 15:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-15T08:01:32.892-07:00</atom:updated><title /><description>Transform... And roll out!  Adios knoxville.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17817449-6511284303803399228?l=pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com/2009/06/transform.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonka_Chuck)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17817449.post-266918602758658581</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Jun 2009 01:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-14T18:41:46.870-07:00</atom:updated><title /><description>New term... Serial hitter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17817449-266918602758658581?l=pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-term.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonka_Chuck)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17817449.post-5324282821892396758</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Jun 2009 20:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-14T13:49:19.285-07:00</atom:updated><title /><description>Just saw kristy hemme!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17817449-5324282821892396758?l=pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-saw-kristy-hemme.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonka_Chuck)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17817449.post-1497479073618191847</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Jun 2009 02:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-13T19:32:31.360-07:00</atom:updated><title /><description>In a kroger.  Haven&amp;#39;t been here in over ten years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17817449-1497479073618191847?l=pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-kroger.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonka_Chuck)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17817449.post-7770889436047715491</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Jun 2009 01:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-12T18:37:18.026-07:00</atom:updated><title /><description>In kentucky!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17817449-7770889436047715491?l=pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-kentucky.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonka_Chuck)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17817449.post-5660859606725964005</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Jun 2009 00:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-12T17:04:13.619-07:00</atom:updated><title /><description>And yes... On the road to tn!  in columbus IN now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17817449-5660859606725964005?l=pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-yes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonka_Chuck)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17817449.post-7415114970738339805</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Jun 2009 12:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-11T05:54:48.346-07:00</atom:updated><title /><description>Ha!  Just got asked if i am taking summer school.  Still got my youthful good looks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17817449-7415114970738339805?l=pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com/2009/06/ha-just-got-asked-if-i-am-taking-summer.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonka_Chuck)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17817449.post-7044247695121484471</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2009 13:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-10T06:29:05.048-07:00</atom:updated><title /><description>Eavesdropping on a &amp;quot;who is hotter&amp;quot; convo behind me involving older women.  So far... Jane fonda and halle berry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17817449-7044247695121484471?l=pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com/2009/06/eavesdropping-on-is-hotter-convo-behind_10.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonka_Chuck)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17817449.post-49412372299898118</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2009 13:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-10T06:29:01.186-07:00</atom:updated><title /><description>Eavesdropping on a &amp;quot;who is hotter&amp;quot; convo behind me involving older women.  So far... Jane fonda and halle berry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17817449-49412372299898118?l=pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com/2009/06/eavesdropping-on-is-hotter-convo-behind.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonka_Chuck)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17817449.post-34769089994469870</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2009 04:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-06T21:58:40.563-07:00</atom:updated><title /><description>No fate but what we make... No roles but those we take.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17817449-34769089994469870?l=pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-fate-but-what-we-make.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonka_Chuck)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17817449.post-533468387635238626</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Jun 2009 01:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-01T18:08:07.904-07:00</atom:updated><title /><description>It&amp;#39;s after 8 and still light out.  I love summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17817449-533468387635238626?l=pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-after-8-and-still-light-out.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonka_Chuck)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17817449.post-856209675985525141</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 May 2009 18:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-30T11:34:39.976-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">social</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><title>So... THE LIST</title><description>Man, it's been awhile since I've been out.  But it looks like some things haven't changed.  For every couple of cool folks you meet there's always one or two jerks.  Case in point, the latest infamous exploits from a birthday party last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUBJECT #1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, this dude was maybe 50 years old.  I saw him when he came in, and already he was a little weird.  There was some kinda weird vibe or energy coming off this cat, and he had no problem pulling up a seat at a table full of coats and drinks that weren't his, and just sitting there.  Yep, he just... sat there.  Not to mention his eyes were corner to corner, watching.  And sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, he got up.  Unfortunately, that meant he was wandering around, trolling the place.  Yeah, trolling.  A friend of mine came up to me minutes later, saying some fogey started off asking her what she could sing with him.  His suggestion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fat Bottom Girls"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome job, genius.  Any other physical features you'd like to point out to her?  Does she have asymmetrical eyes?  A long nose?  How about hammer toes?  There's a new jingle, "The love that I see is from the largeness of your forehead."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUBJECT @2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Frosted Tips" - This guy was at a table with his buddy over the course of the evening.  At some point (near closing of course) this guy tried to walk over to my female friends and asked to take photos of them.  The objective would be to tell them if they were hot.  To his buddies.  Or the internet.  Who the hell knows, it was all kinds of shady anyway.  Oh, I forgot to mention both my female friends are dating someone.  Additionally, the girl he was mainly talking to had her bf sitting right next to her.  This guy, he was a piece of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frosted kept talking, and talking, and talking some more... focused on the girl and being pretty touchy.  Apparently picking up girls involves trying to pick up a girl right in front of her man.  Nevermind a girl shouldn't need validation from a guy anyway, much less a random dude in a bar.  As it turns out, he took not a pic of the girl, but of the boyfriend.  Hope you enjoyed those 15 mins., goofball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray, karaoke (this all happened at a karaoke bar)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17817449-856209675985525141?l=pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-list.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonka_Chuck)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17817449.post-7792011498457182363</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 May 2009 07:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-30T00:14:41.546-07:00</atom:updated><title /><description>Wtf?  Takin pics of girls so you can tell them they are hot? wtf?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17817449-7792011498457182363?l=pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com/2009/05/wtf-takin-pics-of-girls-so-you-can-tell.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonka_Chuck)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17817449.post-5853398543134150767</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 May 2009 06:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-29T23:26:10.081-07:00</atom:updated><title /><description>Worst pickup line ever.  Asking a woman to sing fat bottom girls with you. LEARN IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17817449-5853398543134150767?l=pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com/2009/05/worst-pickup-line-ever.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonka_Chuck)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17817449.post-2568234231156634264</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 May 2009 00:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-29T17:25:58.135-07:00</atom:updated><title /><description>Btw... some of y&amp;#39;all at depaul are some assholes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17817449-2568234231156634264?l=pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com/2009/05/btw.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonka_Chuck)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17817449.post-6216645634348583879</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 May 2009 00:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-29T17:24:54.408-07:00</atom:updated><title /><description>Moments.   It is how we define what we are made of.  I am comprised of apathy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17817449-6216645634348583879?l=pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com/2009/05/moments.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonka_Chuck)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17817449.post-3299758210883637191</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 May 2009 22:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-29T15:25:59.553-07:00</atom:updated><title /><description>I am watching ingrid michaelson!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17817449-3299758210883637191?l=pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pleasandthankyous.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-watching-ingrid-michaelson.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bonka_Chuck)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>

