<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-1556077566360035074</id><updated>2024-08-28T17:02:17.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Things I hear</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1556077566360035074/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Xanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17374449588516255278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEislNr7FRlnotkgaeKOEa_wE5GsCsbWSTO74zu1m1MlVzGaojBr8NyYY0C70eiECFuj2owAWpDbTqQqBvK7YrzD7LG7EOwaciTSe6BjKZ4ykwvHmQlD_OJcE7VrgMEjEQ/s220/xanoslogo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><blogger:adultContent>true</blogger:adultContent><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1556077566360035074.post-47274305818946084</id><published>2011-06-09T20:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T20:41:46.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jars.</title><content type='html'>&quot;Suggest that anime with the jars.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Yep. Strange request is strange. Maybe he wants to see One Guy One Jar?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/feeds/47274305818946084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/2011/06/jars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1556077566360035074/posts/default/47274305818946084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1556077566360035074/posts/default/47274305818946084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/2011/06/jars.html' title='Jars.'/><author><name>Xanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17374449588516255278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEislNr7FRlnotkgaeKOEa_wE5GsCsbWSTO74zu1m1MlVzGaojBr8NyYY0C70eiECFuj2owAWpDbTqQqBvK7YrzD7LG7EOwaciTSe6BjKZ4ykwvHmQlD_OJcE7VrgMEjEQ/s220/xanoslogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1556077566360035074.post-6112641621036707413</id><published>2011-05-23T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T02:21:00.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tongiht keeps getting better!</title><content type='html'>&quot;Imma shove my leather thong in your mouth!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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One of my friends went on a date tonight and he overheard that in a restaurant. Apparently two people there were going to do some BDSM stuff tonight.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/feeds/6112641621036707413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/2011/05/tongiht-keeps-getting-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1556077566360035074/posts/default/6112641621036707413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1556077566360035074/posts/default/6112641621036707413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/2011/05/tongiht-keeps-getting-better.html' title='Tongiht keeps getting better!'/><author><name>Xanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17374449588516255278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEislNr7FRlnotkgaeKOEa_wE5GsCsbWSTO74zu1m1MlVzGaojBr8NyYY0C70eiECFuj2owAWpDbTqQqBvK7YrzD7LG7EOwaciTSe6BjKZ4ykwvHmQlD_OJcE7VrgMEjEQ/s220/xanoslogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1556077566360035074.post-78448740948495552</id><published>2011-05-23T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T01:55:18.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just happened.</title><content type='html'>&quot;Justin Bieber is a social phenomenon.&quot; &quot;Justin Bieber sucks cock.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Two guys sitting 5 feet away from me.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/feeds/78448740948495552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-happened.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1556077566360035074/posts/default/78448740948495552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1556077566360035074/posts/default/78448740948495552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-happened.html' title='Just happened.'/><author><name>Xanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17374449588516255278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEislNr7FRlnotkgaeKOEa_wE5GsCsbWSTO74zu1m1MlVzGaojBr8NyYY0C70eiECFuj2owAWpDbTqQqBvK7YrzD7LG7EOwaciTSe6BjKZ4ykwvHmQlD_OJcE7VrgMEjEQ/s220/xanoslogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1556077566360035074.post-4352258498741755463</id><published>2011-05-21T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T14:53:47.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas.</title><content type='html'>No idea how many Vegas quotes I have, so here&#39;s a bunch.&lt;br /&gt;
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From a truck that was going down and up the strip: &quot;GIRLS TO YOU IN 20 MINUTES!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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When the sun was setting: &quot;Hey, check this out&quot; &quot;Hey man, we got girls&quot; etc. from people on the street handing out hooker fliers.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;This is the chonga.&quot; Two people in my hotel when I asked them about the drink they had. Fuck huge margarita with 2 beers. Yes, I got one.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;I was up $48k and lost it all in a roulette game. Don&#39;t drink and play.&quot; Guy who taught us the ropes on table games.&lt;br /&gt;
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At a roulette table: &quot;...&quot; &quot;I love the quiet types. They come up with $100 or so and lose it all.&quot; (yes, the quiet guy had left by then)&lt;br /&gt;
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And yes, I played a lot of roulette. In fact, that&#39;s basically all I played. From $60, I went up $190 in an hour.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/feeds/4352258498741755463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/2011/05/vegas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1556077566360035074/posts/default/4352258498741755463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1556077566360035074/posts/default/4352258498741755463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/2011/05/vegas.html' title='Vegas.'/><author><name>Xanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17374449588516255278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEislNr7FRlnotkgaeKOEa_wE5GsCsbWSTO74zu1m1MlVzGaojBr8NyYY0C70eiECFuj2owAWpDbTqQqBvK7YrzD7LG7EOwaciTSe6BjKZ4ykwvHmQlD_OJcE7VrgMEjEQ/s220/xanoslogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1556077566360035074.post-5246651600884715301</id><published>2011-05-13T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T09:55:13.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two for one: Finals and turtles</title><content type='html'>I got at least 3 emails yesterday that were sent out to the entire class saying, &quot;When&#39;s tomorrow&#39;s final?&quot; &quot;What time is the final?&quot; &quot;When and where is the final?&quot; Uh, check the final exam schedule and/or the class syllabus. It isn&#39;t like we&#39;ve been discussing the Friday the 13th final exam at 9:45 AM in class at all for the past 3 weeks either. Idiots.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Oh, hey, you missed it! The cops were here a few minutes ago.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Were they here to arrest me for fucking the turtle?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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No more context on the last one will be given.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/feeds/5246651600884715301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/2011/05/two-for-one-finals-and-turtles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1556077566360035074/posts/default/5246651600884715301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1556077566360035074/posts/default/5246651600884715301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/2011/05/two-for-one-finals-and-turtles.html' title='Two for one: Finals and turtles'/><author><name>Xanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17374449588516255278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEislNr7FRlnotkgaeKOEa_wE5GsCsbWSTO74zu1m1MlVzGaojBr8NyYY0C70eiECFuj2owAWpDbTqQqBvK7YrzD7LG7EOwaciTSe6BjKZ4ykwvHmQlD_OJcE7VrgMEjEQ/s220/xanoslogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1556077566360035074.post-8693560990577016510</id><published>2011-05-10T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T17:54:50.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haters gonna hate.</title><content type='html'>&quot;X is shit/sucks/terrible/etc.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Any time a series doesn&#39;t end up exactly like how this guy wants it to go. No Kuroneko end for Oreimo? In that case, the whole series sucks. Anything that isn&#39;t something he likes = shit. It&#39;s annoying, but when we agree on something, he&#39;s ok. That, and he&#39;s a good drinking buddy and he&#39;s one of the few people i know here sticking around for the summer.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/feeds/8693560990577016510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/2011/05/haters-gonna-hate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1556077566360035074/posts/default/8693560990577016510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1556077566360035074/posts/default/8693560990577016510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/2011/05/haters-gonna-hate.html' title='Haters gonna hate.'/><author><name>Xanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17374449588516255278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEislNr7FRlnotkgaeKOEa_wE5GsCsbWSTO74zu1m1MlVzGaojBr8NyYY0C70eiECFuj2owAWpDbTqQqBvK7YrzD7LG7EOwaciTSe6BjKZ4ykwvHmQlD_OJcE7VrgMEjEQ/s220/xanoslogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1556077566360035074.post-1772678496218244351</id><published>2011-05-09T03:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T03:20:32.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>North Korea, Part 1</title><content type='html'>My professor in East Asia history said a North Korean tour guide asked him, &quot;Do you have any porn?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Basically, if you give them porn, they give it to their higher-ups who reward the guide. Or something like that. I doubt it works like that now since this was back in the 80&#39;s when he visited North Korea.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/feeds/1772678496218244351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/2011/05/north-korea-part-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1556077566360035074/posts/default/1772678496218244351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1556077566360035074/posts/default/1772678496218244351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/2011/05/north-korea-part-1.html' title='North Korea, Part 1'/><author><name>Xanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17374449588516255278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEislNr7FRlnotkgaeKOEa_wE5GsCsbWSTO74zu1m1MlVzGaojBr8NyYY0C70eiECFuj2owAWpDbTqQqBvK7YrzD7LG7EOwaciTSe6BjKZ4ykwvHmQlD_OJcE7VrgMEjEQ/s220/xanoslogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1556077566360035074.post-7648309735909510255</id><published>2011-05-07T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T22:47:20.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picking a shower...</title><content type='html'>I walk into the bathroom of the dorm. There&#39;s a guy already in there, just walked out of the stall to be exact. He stops and stares at me. I ask something like, &quot;Is there something on my face?&quot; and he answers back, &quot;Well, which shower are you picking?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Does it really matter that damn much that you&#39;ll stop and stare instead of, you know, picking whichever shower you want? We have 3 in the bathroom. I&#39;m pretty sure no matter which one you take, I can get one I like. Yes, I prefer the one farthest from the door, but who cares! There are walls between each shower and, at most, all you&#39;d see of another guy is their feet.&lt;br /&gt;
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Worst part: this guy is in ROTC. I thought ROTC was supposed to give you balls. This guy has no balls.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/feeds/7648309735909510255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/2011/05/picking-shower.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1556077566360035074/posts/default/7648309735909510255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1556077566360035074/posts/default/7648309735909510255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/2011/05/picking-shower.html' title='Picking a shower...'/><author><name>Xanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17374449588516255278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEislNr7FRlnotkgaeKOEa_wE5GsCsbWSTO74zu1m1MlVzGaojBr8NyYY0C70eiECFuj2owAWpDbTqQqBvK7YrzD7LG7EOwaciTSe6BjKZ4ykwvHmQlD_OJcE7VrgMEjEQ/s220/xanoslogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1556077566360035074.post-5148289924146822130</id><published>2011-05-06T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T17:14:54.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Person Who Was Evicted, Part 1</title><content type='html'>&quot;What&#39;s the best thing to get shit out of your blood?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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WHAT. THE. FUCK!? I don&#39;t even know what the worst part about this is: A) she&#39;s a college student B) she thinks shit in blood is normal. Fun fact: this person was the reason I became a shut-in for a month or so. Also, she got evicted on the first day of spring break for starting a fight with the staff members.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/feeds/5148289924146822130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/2011/05/person-who-was-evicted-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1556077566360035074/posts/default/5148289924146822130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1556077566360035074/posts/default/5148289924146822130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/2011/05/person-who-was-evicted-part-1.html' title='The Person Who Was Evicted, Part 1'/><author><name>Xanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17374449588516255278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEislNr7FRlnotkgaeKOEa_wE5GsCsbWSTO74zu1m1MlVzGaojBr8NyYY0C70eiECFuj2owAWpDbTqQqBvK7YrzD7LG7EOwaciTSe6BjKZ4ykwvHmQlD_OJcE7VrgMEjEQ/s220/xanoslogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1556077566360035074.post-8200472315217611672</id><published>2011-05-04T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T20:11:32.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In class: 5/4</title><content type='html'>Discussion was on practice for the final. Question involved the equation f(p,q)=min(1-p,q). That equation is basically the mathematical representation of the truth value of an if/then statement. The only way to get 0 is if you go from truth (if true statement...) to falsity (... then false statement.).&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;So how do we deal with the comma? Is it like an and?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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Fact: we covered this in the 2nd week and it was on our first midterm. And besides, this is middle-school level stuff, especially compared to what we&#39;re studying now.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/feeds/8200472315217611672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/2011/05/in-class-54.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1556077566360035074/posts/default/8200472315217611672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1556077566360035074/posts/default/8200472315217611672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/2011/05/in-class-54.html' title='In class: 5/4'/><author><name>Xanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17374449588516255278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEislNr7FRlnotkgaeKOEa_wE5GsCsbWSTO74zu1m1MlVzGaojBr8NyYY0C70eiECFuj2owAWpDbTqQqBvK7YrzD7LG7EOwaciTSe6BjKZ4ykwvHmQlD_OJcE7VrgMEjEQ/s220/xanoslogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1556077566360035074.post-9219988676988011496</id><published>2011-05-04T20:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T20:07:44.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction. Like hell you&#39;ll read it.</title><content type='html'>Basically, I haven&#39;t updated my rant blog in forever, so I&#39;m closing it. This is going take up from where that one left up, but mostly about stuff I overhear from idiots. Some will be from classes, others from just sitting around. I don&#39;t care where it comes from, idiots are everywhere.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/feeds/9219988676988011496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/2011/05/introduction-like-hell-youll-read-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1556077566360035074/posts/default/9219988676988011496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1556077566360035074/posts/default/9219988676988011496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiotsaround.blogspot.com/2011/05/introduction-like-hell-youll-read-it.html' title='Introduction. Like hell you&#39;ll read it.'/><author><name>Xanos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17374449588516255278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEislNr7FRlnotkgaeKOEa_wE5GsCsbWSTO74zu1m1MlVzGaojBr8NyYY0C70eiECFuj2owAWpDbTqQqBvK7YrzD7LG7EOwaciTSe6BjKZ4ykwvHmQlD_OJcE7VrgMEjEQ/s220/xanoslogo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>