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I have been giving Mathew Good a try. He is a singer songwriter from the magical land of canada, and he apparently inspired the lead singer of one of my favorite band(s), Kevin Matisyn. He makes a lot of Alternative rock songs... and so far I like it, but I don't love it. I have listened to two albums so far though... and I have five more and some demos... so I am sure my opinion can change.

Joseph lay prostrate upon a nearby rooftop. Through his binoculars, he had observed the battle between the crimson guard and Maldito recruits. He was supposed to be with them on the capture mission, and though he wanted nothing more than to capture the spirit, Anstey had warned him of the executives true plan: this was just a test to see how well the child is guarded. He could observe the power of that small task-force well, and he was shockingly aware of the fact that if he was in that fight, he wouldnâ??t be living. Since Anstey had spared him, Joseph needed to return the favor, so he followed the Crimson Guard. The path that the took was clever and intricate, but no one escapes Josephs eyes in the daylight. A mile and a half of running was starting to wear him down though. Just before he was planning to give up, the frantic pace stopped. A not-so-shabby motel was apparently the fortress that these Crimson Guards were keeping him. It was Unlikely that he could do anything to these guards, even with surpriseâ?¦ so he opened his cell phone and texted Anstey the new location of the carrier. He could get a promotion and a squad of his own if he gave the information to the executives, but he didnâ??t want anything from the men who attempted to sacrifice his life. What the art teacher did with that information was for her to decide, but hopefully this made them even. Joseph pulled out his binoculars as well as a Nuti-Grain bar. He stuffed it in his mouth so that he could use his arm to climb a nearby fire escape. Hopefully no one saw him, but if they did, he would just pretend to be a peeping tom. He focused his eyes on the Motel, eager to see who his opposition was exactly.

I really need to quit staying up late to watch Studio Ghibli films. I go into them thinking It will be a good movie to fall asleep watching, and then I wind up emotionally invested in the well-being of a fish girl.

Aww, sorry to hear about your laptop. I hope it doesn't cost to much to fix it!

I have the opposite luck when it comes to the In-N-Outs over here. I normally order just a burger but whenever they constantly give me free fries. I am tempted to just give them back... but I work at a restaurant and know that all returned food gets thrown away.

Yeah... I think that was what Noir was getting at (since whole chickens aren't 5$ normally), though for meat I kinda like like to spend money to get better quality.

I have a bread maker too! its called my hands and an oven. I mostly make rolls though. perfect for sammiches and for bigger dinners.

Reading this thread is starting to make me hungry. I might try a Pumpkin style peanut butter sammich, ( I like them... but in order for me to eat them I have to have milk) I love how cheap bread is, and I have been baking a lot more, including making bread from scratch. Its is a bit hit or miss with the yeast, but I am getting pretty good.

I can't believe how small children are. An elementry school was built right next to my house close to three years ago, so I usually stay off the street when it is beguining in the morning or just when it ends. Today however, I walked to the store, and on my return trip there were tiny children everywhere. I am twenty-two... but I can't remember ever being that small!

[quote name='TokuDragon' timestamp='1307630325' post='707909'] [list][*]texting[*]talking[*]trying to hang with people[*]seeking out fellow Otaku[/list]So I hope SOMEONE decides to talk to me... [/quote] Am I the only one creeped out by this? Anyways... I would be happy to talk with you, provided you don't try to stalk anyone! dx

[b]"Your not getting away from me you devil!" [/b]shouted the Crimson Guard known as Gerfried Eisenritter. The stars illuminated the vegitation faintly, allowing Joshua the ability to plan an escape route. Scurrying after him in thick plate armor, slicing any shrub of tree branch in his path, was the Crimson Guard. Navigating through the lush surroundings proved difficult and slow. [b]"Your kind disgusts me, living in the shadows, killing innocents for your own selfish ambitions," [/b]he continued as he gained ground on his prey,[b] " living for five centuries has taught me something you will learn tonight: evil and greed cause pain and death, however the culprits are the victims as well." [/b] [b] "You talk as if you know me, but your so full of yourself that you don't realize you are using the spirit just like I would,"[/b] Joshua retorted. He was probably going to die today, so he might as well speak his mind. [b] " I do not use the spirits power, I have been granted these abilities because the spirit entrusted me and my kin with it."[/b] As he said this his sword began to spark, and the sound of thunder boomed through the forest. The plants struck by his sword sparked and ignited. [b] "That's not what I am talking about tinhead, You are using the spirit to give meaning to your insignificant existence. You spent your unnaturally long life murdering people who dared to strive for more. Sure, I may be greedy, and I have killed, making me evil, but I am fighting for humanity. You are just protecting some uncaring deity just because it seems like justice to you,"[/b] Joshua stopped running and turned around, facing his opponent. [b] "Retract your forked tongue villain. Now is the time for battle, not words." [/b]he began his charge, like a bull to a matador. The lightning from his sword revealed the unarmored areas of Joshua's pursuer with its vibrant light. Taking aim at the upper thigh of his enemy, three bullets were fired. Two 9mm rounds connected to flesh, toppling Gearfried. on his back Gearfried swung his sword in Joshua's direction, causing a bolt of pure energy and heat to erupt. Joshua was slammed with the attack straight in the chest, burning a massive hole through his camouflage pattern shirt, leaving a cross shaped burn on his chest, as well as propelling him into a nearby tree. Joshua fell to the ground, unmoving, barely breathing. He could hear the heavy steps of the armored man, soon he would be upon him. Gear.fried slowly made his way to the seemingly unconscious young man. Gearfried raised his sword,[b]"Helsceaða, fore thy sins, ond the sins ofe thine fæder, Ic vanquish thee!"[/b] As the Crimson Guard plunged his sword, Joshua rolled, sending the sword strait into the earth resting inches from where his head had been. In one fluid motion, Joshua raised his pistol and shot a single bullet directly at the unobstructed area below Gearfried's helmet. The bullet went through chin, and then brain, ending Gearfried Eisenritter's five hundred year old life. [center]~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [/center] Joshua tried to catch some sleep on the plane home. He had made several copies of the list of former carriers that he obtained in his journey. The list only had the names of people living between the 14th and 18th century, but it was authentic and certainly a good lead. He had already sent a copy to Antsey via E-male, though he wasn't sure how much she used a computer. Joshua placed headphones on his ears, and with the help of Itzam Cano, he drifted off to sleep.

I find it hard to believe that he forgot the start date. Making these teams isn't the easiest thing in the world... I think he probably forgot about training 'till it was too late. It would be really cool if he did show up later though... its not like you can count out someone who is (0,2) right now... since we are only a quarter of the way through the competition.

[quote name='Knuckles' Girl' timestamp='1307384702' post='707869'] It's a little more expensive, but OMG it is amazing! [/quote] Okay Mongolian beef is just beef chuck, green and white onions and oil, sauteed up, There is no way I would even pay what the restaurant I work at charges for it (about 8 dollars with tax) let alone any other possibly more expensive places. I might make it myself, but even the ingredients would be a bit more than I wanna dish out. I should start another thread called stuff I treat myself to, for when I feel the need to whip out fliff like a sultan.