<?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-5140349</id><updated>2011-08-04T12:52:31.530-07:00</updated><category term='random acts of musings'/><category term='messy bed...'/><category term='so.i&apos;ve.read...'/><category term='get this'/><category term='how.did.i.get.here'/><category term='crazy'/><category term='so.i.found.this.on.the.web'/><category term='pop quiz me'/><category term='political bitchings'/><title type='text'>eye.8.infiniti... and then some.</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;i&gt;for the connoiseur of mental miscellany&lt;/i&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' 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uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>294</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-4572065942082129092</id><published>2007-05-06T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T02:19:17.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the tide is high</title><summary type='text'>i've chosen this time and this day to say "good bye" to this blog.  so, good bye. for those who've read this over the years (enter smattering chirp of crickets), thanks for caring, or for serendipitously stumbling upon this site.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/4572065942082129092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=4572065942082129092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/4572065942082129092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/4572065942082129092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2007/05/tide-is-high.html' title='the tide is high'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-114828795300305597</id><published>2006-05-22T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T01:52:34.993-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messy bed...'/><title type='text'>the dirt</title><summary type='text'>with odoggg's help, i've been able to wipe out years of LA soot from around the house. now, i'm getting into tinkering around the house and rearranging things here and there.  my landlord better watch out. he may really need to carry my cold, dead, body out before he can jack up the rent.  but, perhaps he's already working on that.if the authorities come around sniffing for clues... you read it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/114828795300305597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=114828795300305597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/114828795300305597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/114828795300305597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2006/05/dirt.html' title='the dirt'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-114696948107161590</id><published>2006-05-06T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T19:39:12.596-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop quiz me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get this'/><title type='text'>i threw my back out</title><summary type='text'>and this is what i can contribute to the blogosphere:Your #1 Match: INFPThe IdealistYou are creative with a great imagination, living in your own inner world.Open minded and accepting, you strive for harmony in your important relationships.It takes a long time for people to get to know you. You are hesitant to let people get close.But once you care for someone, you do everything you can to help </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/114696948107161590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=114696948107161590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/114696948107161590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/114696948107161590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-threw-my-back-out.html' title='i threw my back out'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-114422485365705412</id><published>2006-04-05T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T01:15:17.966-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get this'/><title type='text'>obvious from the obvious</title><summary type='text'>"what is that?""a toilet paper holder." not the kind you hang on a wall; this was some "modern" thingamajig made of zig zag lines reaching (with toilet paper rolls) for the sky."good invention."i give a half-assed acknowledgment smirk to his comment. meanwhile, i'm creeped out because he keeps following me through the aisles of the store.later at the check-out counter:"oh, you got some bathroom </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/114422485365705412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-114257957357744821</id><published>2006-03-16T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T23:39:22.336-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><title type='text'>turn me off</title><summary type='text'>i don't know why i'm always drawn to seemingly "off" personalities, but they always fascinate me. i hope it's not because i, too, am "off." well, hell. if i'm off... at least it could be a turn on for someone like me with the same fascination in some way.for the last two weeks in my writing class, there's been a cartoonish drawing on one of the chalkboards (see my rendition of exhibit A) of a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/114257957357744821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=114257957357744821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/114257957357744821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/114257957357744821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2006/03/turn-me-off.html' title='turn me off'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-114008321485865234</id><published>2006-02-16T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T12:26:29.623-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political bitchings'/><title type='text'>i need shades for the winter olympics</title><summary type='text'>reihan salam really struck a chord with me as i waste a few precious hours a day getting lost in the human drama of athletic competition for the 2006 torino winter olympics. already, the comments to his article have solicited responses from white readers that show that they just don't get it when it comes to racial politics from a person of color perspective. but then again, should i ever have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/114008321485865234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=114008321485865234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/114008321485865234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/114008321485865234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-need-shades-for-winter-olympics.html' title='i need shades for the winter olympics'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-113980426714855743</id><published>2006-02-12T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T20:17:47.356-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><title type='text'>don't speak ill of the dead...</title><summary type='text'>but the verdict is out. i prefer frank mill's version of "music box dancer" much better than liberace's. i don't care for the sped up tempo of liberace's version. it doesn't throw me back 25 years into childish giddiness like the former's version.that song used to drive me crazy when i was little.well... i'm still crazy. thanks, frank.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/113980426714855743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=113980426714855743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113980426714855743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113980426714855743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2006/02/dont-speak-ill-of-dead.html' title='don&apos;t speak ill of the dead...'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-113873616348051767</id><published>2006-01-31T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T11:38:53.386-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political bitchings'/><title type='text'>when "opportunity knocks"... SHUT THE DAMN DOOR!</title><summary type='text'>i went to one of my high schools for work today to schedule an observation. it was a school that i had visited before when one of my friends was having his senior class high school play perform last summer.  outside, i had noticed an obnoxious mini van screened with "NAVY" all over it. immediately i thought, "the fuckers!" as i entered the main building. when i signed in on the visitor's list to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/113873616348051767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=113873616348051767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113873616348051767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113873616348051767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2006/01/when-opportunity-knocks-shut-damn-door.html' title='when &quot;opportunity knocks&quot;... SHUT THE DAMN DOOR!'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-113867265877792745</id><published>2006-01-30T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T17:57:38.790-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop quiz me'/><title type='text'>say whuh?</title><summary type='text'>apparently, my death is the color of green... whatever that means. perhaps it's a stage of decomposition?GREEN, Your death's colour is Green. Death of themind. Your heart is isolated within yourmind. You seek knowledge. You are very rare. ??Which colour of Death is yours?? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/113867265877792745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=113867265877792745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113867265877792745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113867265877792745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2006/01/say-whuh.html' title='say whuh?'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-113816656610013736</id><published>2006-01-24T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T21:22:46.283-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><title type='text'>some strange men at work</title><summary type='text'>cyberspace is already a strange place to receive messages from strangers who are alive, but this service makes it creepier to receive them from loved ones who have passed on. i think when it's time for the curtains to finally go down on my show, i'd rather bow out and leave without having to torment my loved ones with some spam mail.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/113816656610013736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=113816656610013736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113816656610013736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113816656610013736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2006/01/some-strange-men-at-work.html' title='some strange &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.lyricsdomain.com/13/men_at_work/land_down_under.html&quot;&gt;men at work&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-113755147686068963</id><published>2006-01-17T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T18:31:16.873-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so.i.found.this.on.the.web'/><title type='text'>staring at the butt of rebuttals</title><summary type='text'>the holidays are over, but for some reason they have their hold on people long after.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/113755147686068963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=113755147686068963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113755147686068963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113755147686068963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2006/01/staring-at-butt-of-rebuttals.html' title='staring at the butt of rebuttals'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-113729731036554692</id><published>2006-01-14T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T19:55:10.376-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random acts of musings'/><title type='text'>this last time...</title><summary type='text'>the last time i saw my friend, "m," we were eating at some 24-hour joint in some upscale beach town southwest of LA on a rainy night. that night at the restaurant, he doodled a future tattoo on his wrist and i got to gain an anecdote of, "i saw AC green of the LA lakers at the table behind us!"  i guess i'm still surprised i even had this memory, since the previous time we had hung out before </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/113729731036554692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=113729731036554692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113729731036554692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113729731036554692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2006/01/this-last-time.html' title='this last time...'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-113562452707577357</id><published>2005-12-26T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T11:15:27.086-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so.i.found.this.on.the.web'/><title type='text'>recycled holiday hangover</title><summary type='text'>in an effort to at least make appearances of keeping this blog "fresh," i'll repost this artifact from a year ago. surprisingly, the sentiments remain the same.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/113562452707577357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=113562452707577357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113562452707577357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113562452707577357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/12/recycled-holiday-hangover.html' title='recycled holiday hangover'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-113486124635244957</id><published>2005-12-17T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T15:14:06.363-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so.i&apos;ve.read...'/><title type='text'>chapter 11</title><summary type='text'>zadie smith quotes her husband, nick laird's poetry in her latest novel:time is how you spend your love.well, i've been a bit of a spend thrift during the past few years and i'm currently undergoing debt consolidation. i'll keep you posted.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/113486124635244957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=113486124635244957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113486124635244957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113486124635244957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/12/chapter-11.html' title='chapter 11'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-113461164136541694</id><published>2005-12-14T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T17:54:01.376-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how.did.i.get.here'/><title type='text'>for my uncle cesar</title><summary type='text'>my godfather passed away last night at home. we found out through a phone call. i immediately thought of my godmother and wondered what their house looked like right now. when i visited him in the convalescent home before he left the country for the last time, he played a DVD of last year's christmas in the philippines. he liked to collect christmas miniatures of lighted houses and people in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/113461164136541694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=113461164136541694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113461164136541694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113461164136541694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/12/for-my-uncle-cesar.html' title='for my uncle cesar'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-113445489199161917</id><published>2005-12-12T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T23:55:34.146-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how.did.i.get.here'/><title type='text'>without a church or a bible, i have my own faith</title><summary type='text'>I believe that things happen for a reason. I would love to believe in a god and I believe that my late grandparents and my brother watch over me. I think I’m given no more than I can handle, even when it’s so difficult to believe so. I still believe in love.I believe that it is worth it to take a stand when no one else will and when you’re all alone. it’s like voting… even if the count is corrupt</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/113445489199161917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=113445489199161917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113445489199161917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113445489199161917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/12/without-church-or-bible-i-have-my-own.html' title='without a church or a bible, i have my own faith'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-113391269224802863</id><published>2005-12-06T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T15:46:58.816-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so.i.found.this.on.the.web'/><title type='text'>he'll chop some onions and make you cry</title><summary type='text'>he kills me. i can't believe he comes up with this.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/113391269224802863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=113391269224802863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113391269224802863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113391269224802863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/12/hell-chop-some-onions-and-make-you-cry.html' title='he&apos;ll chop some onions and make you cry'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-113366967807889884</id><published>2005-12-03T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T10:27:06.960-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random acts of musings'/><title type='text'>bridges of LA county</title><summary type='text'>whenever i write songs on the guitar, i always struggle with coming up with a bridge to a song's structure. i think i feel so locked into a song's verse and chorus that my creature of habit self tries to stave off any change to move towards a bridge.i don't think a song necessarily needs a bridge. i've always been moved at how the story in bonnie raitt's song, "i can't make you love me" (forgive </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/113366967807889884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=113366967807889884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113366967807889884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113366967807889884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/12/bridges-of-la-county.html' title='bridges of LA county'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-113185291548489916</id><published>2005-11-12T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T19:35:15.500-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop quiz me'/><title type='text'>middle of the road</title><summary type='text'>This Is My Life, RatedLife: 5.8Mind: 5.2Body: 7.7Spirit: 4.1Friends/Family: 3.7Love: 6.9Finance: 5.9Take the Rate My Life Quiz</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/113185291548489916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=113185291548489916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113185291548489916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113185291548489916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/11/middle-of-road.html' title='middle of the road'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-113151081951493662</id><published>2005-11-08T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T20:33:39.526-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how.did.i.get.here'/><title type='text'>uprooted</title><summary type='text'>on sunday, my family said goodbye to my godfather for what may have been the last time as he left with my godmother to the philippines to try and see his mother before he dies. he had been undergoing chemotherapy for the past few months, but had reached the point where he was too weak to continue. it has already been over a year since we had the first despedida. when both my godparents and all of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/113151081951493662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=113151081951493662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113151081951493662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113151081951493662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/11/uprooted.html' title='uprooted'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-113099192602159791</id><published>2005-11-02T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T20:42:35.426-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so.i.found.this.on.the.web'/><title type='text'>meta-blogging moment</title><summary type='text'>so my friend, "r," sends me this cryptic email today--no subject, no message, nothing--except this link.apparently, he's had a blog for almost a year and a half and he's never told me about it. you'd think i wouldn't be so shocked since it's only a blog, but i have memories of telling him in the past about how he should keep one. now i know that he finally decided to do so in cyber-silence. it's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/113099192602159791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=113099192602159791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113099192602159791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113099192602159791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/11/meta-blogging-moment.html' title='meta-blogging moment'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-113091851306650958</id><published>2005-11-02T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T07:08:15.280-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political bitchings'/><title type='text'>it's a bird (flu)! it's a (valerie) plame!</title><summary type='text'>it's bush's weapons of media distraction! unfortunately, i was quite taken by the thrills of crude photoshop work.i think the american public is supposed to be running and ducking (no pun intended) for cover from pigeons that sneeze on you while it hopefully waits for a new supreme court justice. i kind of miss the original weaponry of distraction. if only there were calls for stockpiling duct </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/113091851306650958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=113091851306650958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113091851306650958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113091851306650958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-bird-flu-its-valerie-plame.html' title='it&apos;s a bird (flu)! it&apos;s a (valerie) plame!'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-113091674062089554</id><published>2005-11-01T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T23:40:20.560-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political bitchings'/><title type='text'>surf (was) up, dude</title><summary type='text'>call me skeptical, biased, paranoid, whatever, but the senate democrats' decision to finally do ANYTHING about this outrageously renegade administration and their illegal war is just their attempt to somehow reserve a space in the american public's short term memory banks for the 2006 elections. it's fascinating how they call their closed door session a "protest."you mean, they waited until the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/113091674062089554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-113072727299926001</id><published>2005-10-30T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T14:59:18.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>in(art?)ticulations</title><summary type='text'>today, i planned a family outing with my folks where i took them to a "laboratory" performance arts show that showcased works in various stages. the cost? 15 clams a piece. the real value of the show? i want my money back. i had gone to this annual showcase before in the past, and i expected to see some interesting and provocative stuff. but, those terms are always interpreted differently by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/113072727299926001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=113072727299926001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113072727299926001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113072727299926001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/10/inartticulations.html' title='in(art?)ticulations'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-113028990535227586</id><published>2005-10-25T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T12:28:38.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>100% natural. no preservatives</title><summary type='text'>i finally got in to see the boob doctor and they did an ultrasound that was pretty inconclusive about the lump--well, now it's lumps, since they found two. I'm supposed to wait and see if they grow and then come back, or just wait another 6 months. i do have the option of a biopsy, where they stick a needle in them and draw some cells, but i'm debating on if i wanna do that right now.the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/113028990535227586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=113028990535227586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113028990535227586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/113028990535227586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/10/100-natural-no-preservatives.html' title='100% natural. no preservatives'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-112917072089732775</id><published>2005-10-12T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T17:43:18.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 kicks ass... and not in a kick ass way</title><summary type='text'>i've been tired a lot lately. i have to wait another week before i can see the mammo people, since i have to wait for my insurance to kick in. goddamn this country for not having universal healthcare. you'd think the richest country in the world... never mind. you'd think a lot of things with this country, but having a government that works and serves the people right isn't one of them.when i was</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/112917072089732775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=112917072089732775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/112917072089732775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/112917072089732775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/10/30-kicks-ass-and-not-in-kick-ass-way.html' title='30 kicks ass... and not in a kick ass way'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-112892064679727264</id><published>2005-10-09T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T17:44:08.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the best alarm clock</title><summary type='text'>saturday morning (10/8), i had another dream that was influenced by the radio coming on through my alarm clock. it was set to npr, as usual (i feel listening to centrist media gives me a gauge on how bad status quo media is). whatever show was on, it made me have a dream about the paris review. i remember being sad a couple of years ago when it's founder/editor, george plimpton, died. i was sad </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/112892064679727264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=112892064679727264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/112892064679727264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/112892064679727264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/10/best-alarm-clock.html' title='the best alarm clock'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-112845002773396738</id><published>2005-10-04T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T17:44:49.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a-a-avian flu</title><summary type='text'>i listened to the ever-eloquent ass-peak of dubya this morning on the radio. a reporter asked him about how prepared the administration was in preparing for an outbreak of avian flu. it was a treat to listen to him stammer and practice the art of ventriloquism as he tried (very badly) to repeat whatever words of "wisdom" were being piped into his earpiece. it was hilarious. it sounded like he had</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/112845002773396738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=112845002773396738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/112845002773396738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/112845002773396738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/10/a-avian-flu.html' title='a-a-avian flu'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-112828773435907676</id><published>2005-10-02T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T17:45:50.043-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get this'/><title type='text'>london calling! friend looking for housing &amp; work</title><summary type='text'>my friend, "r," who recently left los angeles for london is about to start his Ph.D. program, but is looking for more affordable housing and work. do any of you UK readers have any suggestions? please let me know! you can contact me via e-mail: eye_8_infiniti at ureach dot com. he's looking for housing in and around zones 2 and 4 within the price range of 60 to 80 pounds a week. any suggestions </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/112828773435907676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=112828773435907676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/112828773435907676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/112828773435907676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/10/london-calling-friend-looking-for.html' title='london calling! friend looking for housing &amp; work'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-112803066127637475</id><published>2005-09-29T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T17:46:32.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm starting to not give a shit</title><summary type='text'>today was another chapter in "i'm a human pin cushion." i went to my gyno-gal and she referred to get an ultrasound and mammogram from a place downstairs in the building. because of booked schedules, i won't be able to get in for another TWO WEEKS! meanwhile, i'm supposed to wait around all lumpy and anxious, with slight pain in my breast. not only that, but the inexperienced phlebotomist </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/112803066127637475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=112803066127637475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/112803066127637475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/112803066127637475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-starting-to-not-give-shit.html' title='i&apos;m starting to not give a shit'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-112796031694061009</id><published>2005-09-28T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T17:47:13.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"just tell me what's wrong, doctor!"</title><summary type='text'>tomorrow's the first of what i'm sure will be a number of big days. i plan to get up early, have breakfast, shower, gas up, drive to santa monica and try to act non-chalant as i wait in the lobby to see my gyno-gal. "k" gave me some hope by saying since the lump i found wasn't there during my annual physical last year, then chances are that whatever it is, it hasn't been there too long and i'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/112796031694061009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=112796031694061009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/112796031694061009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/112796031694061009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-tell-me-whats-wrong-doctor.html' title='&quot;just tell me what&apos;s wrong, doctor!&quot;'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-112723132690436281</id><published>2005-09-20T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T17:49:52.403-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get this'/><title type='text'>transitions</title><summary type='text'>my friend is gone. he left for a new home in london on saturday, and i've been very sad. it's amazing how a person's absence can flood you with so many memories. after leaving him at the airport, i started remembering and missing random things from his house--his coffee mugs, his refrigerator!, the ever present chocolate stash. it's hard to believe how many memories you can have over six years of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/112723132690436281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=112723132690436281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/112723132690436281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/112723132690436281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/09/transitions.html' title='transitions'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-112332015202694580</id><published>2005-08-06T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T17:50:29.480-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political bitchings'/><title type='text'>lost in translation</title><summary type='text'>supposedly today, i should be celebrating my 30th birthday. but it feels weird to do any celebrating amidst all the actions and ceremonies commemorating the 140,000 people killed in one instant by the US bombing of hiroshima. on the radio the other day, a japanese doctor who specializes in working with hiroshima survivors talked about how many of the survivors are still just as steeped in their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/112332015202694580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=112332015202694580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/112332015202694580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/112332015202694580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/08/lost-in-translation.html' title='lost in translation'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-112313592383470891</id><published>2005-08-03T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T17:51:07.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>human pin cushion</title><summary type='text'>tonight was my third week in a row laying half naked on a cold bed/bench with god knows how many needles stabbed into various parts of my body to prod it back into average health. the seamtress/medical intern doing the stabbing suggested i keep a health journal: tracking my diet, my body's physical state and emotional state. why haven't i thought of that before? i don't know if it would be much </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/112313592383470891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=112313592383470891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/112313592383470891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/112313592383470891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/08/human-pin-cushion.html' title='human pin cushion'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-111982703000264796</id><published>2005-06-26T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T17:51:40.326-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messy bed...'/><title type='text'>it was a friday night</title><summary type='text'>i tried to up my nerd quotient friday night by staying up until 2am trying to de-clutter my browser bookmarks in both my main browsers (safari and firefox) and figure out a way to export my safari bookmarks to firefox. that's right... 2am. i was fortunate to find some Web site by some other fellow geek who obviously cares about having access to all his bookmarks from any browser on his computer, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/111982703000264796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=111982703000264796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111982703000264796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111982703000264796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/06/it-was-friday-night.html' title='it was a friday night'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-111982595148162431</id><published>2005-06-26T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T17:52:18.543-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop quiz me'/><title type='text'>at least i'm not charlotte</title><summary type='text'>Congratulations! You are Miranda.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/111982595148162431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=111982595148162431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111982595148162431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111982595148162431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/06/at-least-im-not-charlotte.html' title='at least i&apos;m not charlotte'/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-111936846043479148</id><published>2005-06-21T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T08:41:00.440-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so.i.found.this.on.the.web'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>is that so?i got this fascinating piece of spam today:Hello,Who summoned you?although as yet he did not perceive it, perhaps - two sources ofpatient, to whose condition Don Diego owed his chance of life.  ForPort Royal last evening to find its Deputy-Governor absent.  Hethe gallant Captain himself did not survive to enquire into it.Bid them take in sail, Jeremy, he said quietly.  We lie </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/111936846043479148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=111936846043479148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111936846043479148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111936846043479148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/06/is-that-so-i-got-this-fascinating.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-111812598480981781</id><published>2005-06-06T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T23:34:10.793-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messy bed...'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>faking the feng-klast sunday night, i had posted an entry about how i was diligently working on the feng shui of my bedroom. i wrote about my chronic struggle against stagnant chi and about how i was so excited to de-clutter the area beneath my bed. i entitled the post, "feng-ky shui," but now it's long gone. instead, when i logged into blogger to find out what had happened to the post, i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/111812598480981781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=111812598480981781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111812598480981781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111812598480981781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/06/faking-feng-k-last-sunday-night-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-111716212595972127</id><published>2005-05-26T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T19:48:45.963-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so.i.found.this.on.the.web'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>after the fire...i introduce, yet another blog. a collaborative blog.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/111716212595972127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=111716212595972127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111716212595972127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111716212595972127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/05/after-fire.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-111688255086058187</id><published>2005-05-23T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T14:09:10.866-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop quiz me'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aww... sartre. sip wine You scored as Jean-Paul Sartre. You are Jean-Paul Sartre.  You could also be called a humanist, because you believe that humanity has the power to change their condition at any time; no one is born a coward, they only choose to be one.  You also like open relationships that are far from monogamous, and you possibily have a lazy eye.Friedrich Nietzsche36%Jean-Paul Sartre36%</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/111688255086058187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=111688255086058187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111688255086058187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111688255086058187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/05/aww.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-111626906687802269</id><published>2005-05-16T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T11:45:24.196-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop quiz me'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this isn't goodin reference to my previous post, i looked up some info last night on "cultural creatives" and i found out that my views are shared with "millions" of people in the US and the EU. And, according to the questionnaire on this web site written by a couple of genre-defining cultural creatives who decided to cash in on the movement by writing a book, i sound like a fucking white hippie.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/111626906687802269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=111626906687802269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111626906687802269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111626906687802269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-isnt-good-in-reference-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-111618203648594270</id><published>2005-05-15T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T11:33:56.490-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop quiz me'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so they say... You scored as Cultural Creative. Cultural Creatives are probably the newest group to enter this realm. You are a modern thinker who tends to shy away from organized religion but still feels as if there is something greater than ourselves. You are very spiritual, even if you are not religious. Life has a meaning outside of the rational.Cultural Creative94%Postmodernist69%Idealist56%</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/111618203648594270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=111618203648594270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111618203648594270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111618203648594270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/05/so-they-say_15.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-111618195154120278</id><published>2005-05-15T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T23:22:49.703-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political bitchings'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i won't board your stinking shipamen.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/111618195154120278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=111618195154120278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111618195154120278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111618195154120278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-wont-board-your-stinking-ship-amen.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-111578374412234140</id><published>2005-05-10T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T20:58:28.233-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>reality checkthe other day i was sitting at a traffic light on the corner of 1st and grand in downtown LA--just right in front of the Walt Disney Center, the new, silver wonder of the world created by frank gehry. across the intersection in opposing traffic was a black mercedes benz. i saw the driver, this white guy, waving his hand out the driver's side window. for a split second i thought of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/111578374412234140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=111578374412234140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111578374412234140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111578374412234140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/05/reality-check-other-day-i-was-sitting.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-111376435923796624</id><published>2005-04-17T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T23:07:27.680-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get this'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was thereyesterday, "r" took me on an extremely long hike into the santa monica mountains where we ended up at the highest peak, mt. allen. amongst the four of us who went, we only had my 32 oz. of water from my nalgene bottle to share. meaning, we were not fully prepared. people thought to bring chips and salsa, cheese and tomatoes, fruit and BEEF! but water, no. as i tried to not stumble on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/111376435923796624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=111376435923796624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111376435923796624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111376435923796624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-was-there-yesterday-r-to_111376435923796624.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-111345675343251206</id><published>2005-04-13T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T22:32:33.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the blogger has three facesperhaps it's too far removed, but i hope someone in the universe who reads this will recognize that this post's title is in homage to bab's mirror has two faces. if not, then i'll just wait it out and then revisit this blog posting after some time has passed and validate myself by thinking, "yes. barbra streisand. yes, i remember."i guess i'll categorize this post as a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/111345675343251206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=111345675343251206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111345675343251206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111345675343251206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/04/blogger-has-three-faces-perhaps-its.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-111250586763170836</id><published>2005-04-02T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T21:30:23.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>when the shit hits the (un)fani hope to god this isn't my 15 minutes of fame. perhaps, andy warhol believed in the 3 minutes of infamy?15 minutes (scroll down to find how eye8infiniti got mixed with the "shiznit.")on3 minutes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/111250586763170836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=111250586763170836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111250586763170836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111250586763170836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/04/when-shit-hits-unfan-i-hope-to-god.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-111207759046636051</id><published>2005-03-28T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T22:28:12.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>but my clothes remain wrinkledcall it bitter arrogance, but i did once say to a friend that only people of color living in america can experience true irony like no other white person can. before you start throwing sharpened pencils at my "reverse racist" self (i use quotes because i don't believe in reverse racism, especially for a person of color--aim! throw!), "read" me out. what could be more</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/111207759046636051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=111207759046636051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111207759046636051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111207759046636051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/03/but-my-clothes-remain-wrinkled-call-it.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-111027423532899317</id><published>2005-03-08T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T01:30:35.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>that i write about this, is a shamemaybe it's the late hour, but i'm a bit stunned that Avery labels would sell CD/DVD labels &amp; insert combo sheets that boast of "free" template downloads online when they're only for PC's. there's not even any mention--no note accompanied by an asterisk--that gives any clue as to what people with Mac's are supposed to do. there's a 1-800 number on the bottom of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/111027423532899317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=111027423532899317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111027423532899317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/111027423532899317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/03/that-i-write-about-this-is-shame-maybe.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-110791842122331882</id><published>2005-02-08T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T19:10:23.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a bloody jewel!this has got to be the best band bio i've ever read in my entire life. in my entire life! where else can you learn such fascinating trivia:Within a year of this meeting the band played shows in nearly every region of Southern California, and recorded a demo with the legendary Patrick "shit splat pat" whatley of Blood in my Poop fame and curtis redmond.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/110791842122331882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=110791842122331882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110791842122331882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110791842122331882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/02/bloody-jewel-this-has-got-to-be-best.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-110750531852443331</id><published>2005-02-04T01:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T03:39:09.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm a fist in a velvet gloveone of the more interesting astrological descriptions of myself:Tempering the shyness of the Rabbit with the fire of the Lion, you have a style and assertiveness not available to the other bunnies, who tend, on the whole, to be "shrinking violets." The Rabbit/Leo's social sensibilities tend to cloak your leonine aggressiveness in a protective veneer of politesse, so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/110750531852443331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=110750531852443331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110750531852443331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110750531852443331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-fist-in-velvet-glove-one-of-more.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-110741577199621455</id><published>2005-02-02T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T23:30:13.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>btw...i'm back.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/110741577199621455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=110741577199621455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110741577199621455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110741577199621455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/02/btw.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-110708017382760412</id><published>2005-01-30T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T02:26:08.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>there and back again: the non-hobbit's talei'm back from two weeks in the philippines. so much had happened that made me laugh and cry that i really can't even cough up the cliff note's here.when i finally got on the plane to leave the philippines, i had an instantaneous urge to cry over how hard it is to get there and how sad it is to leave not knowing when you can come back. but, it got </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/110708017382760412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=110708017382760412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110708017382760412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110708017382760412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/01/there-and-back-again-non-hobbits-tale.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-110556767557344398</id><published>2005-01-12T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T14:07:55.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fear factor: the real reality showi was sitting by myself having breakfast this morning, when this older white couple and a slightly younger woman (younger than the elderly couple) sat at the table next to me. from the conversation that i happened to overhear, i found it ironic that i was obsessively noting factoids about the american criminal injustice system and surveillance techniques from a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/110556767557344398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=110556767557344398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110556767557344398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110556767557344398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/01/fear-factor-real-reality-show-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-110542841038823332</id><published>2005-01-10T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T23:27:43.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>and let that be a lesson to youwhen it comes to driving and maintaining a car, i have had to own the fact that my whole attempt at doing these two things is to solely serve as an example to others.lessons learned:1. never combine donning dirty eyeglasses and an unclean windshield together on the road.2. avoid driving into the sunset with a dirty windshield at all costs.3. never just pick</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/110542841038823332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=110542841038823332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110542841038823332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110542841038823332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/01/and-let-that-be-lesson-to-you-when-it.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-110523552328275560</id><published>2005-01-08T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T17:56:27.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>serenades of serendipitydj infiniti is at it again. this is my latest musical compilation that i put together for my friend's xmas gift.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/110523552328275560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=110523552328275560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110523552328275560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110523552328275560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/01/serenades-of-serendipity-dj-infiniti.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-110516805985899652</id><published>2005-01-07T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T23:18:34.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"don't tell her you saw me"the other day i spent almost a day catching up with my friend, "r," who i haven't seen in almost two years. he ran out and skipped the country to teach english in japan and now he's back for a minute to stay in touch.when we first met up, it was like a game show. we had so much to say and share that i felt our sentences were climbing on top of each other. i was able</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/110516805985899652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OCD'd: part deuxi just realized that i already blogged about the fact that i stayed up until 7am working/dreaming on my screenplay. what's up with that? i guess i just can't get enough of writing about the same shit. just like i couldn't get enough about taking the same astrological quiz the other day. i'm so disconnected from one day to the next. i need to get some sleep right now, but i think</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/110491333264494545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=110491333264494545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110491333264494545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110491333264494545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/01/ocdd-part-deux-i-just-realized-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-110491201370768080</id><published>2005-01-04T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T00:01:59.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OCD'di've been overdosing on the pixies for the last 48 hours. i was using it to pump me up during grueling nights where i had to stay up until 7.30am working on a screenplay for this workshop application. i guess had to comfort myself with "la la love you" during the moments when i thought my brain was going to mush. there was an interesting night (morning) between 7.30am--when i finally fell </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/110491201370768080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=110491201370768080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110491201370768080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110491201370768080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/01/ocdd-ive-been-overdosing-on-pixies-for.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-110480329197169446</id><published>2005-01-03T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T17:48:11.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>still in my jammiesmy sleep scheduled is screwed. i stayed up until 6.30am working on this screenplay short. i fell asleep around 7am dreaming that i was finishing it up. i awoke to my new alarm clock emitting "nature sounds." i woke up thinking, "why are there locusts and waterfalls in here?"i got an odd email from some woman who i think was on my delegation to the world social forum last </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/110480329197169446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=110480329197169446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110480329197169446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110480329197169446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/01/still-in-my-jammies-my-sleep-scheduled.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-110472930750750208</id><published>2005-01-02T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T21:25:53.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>identity crisisout of the need to procrastinate and not work on my new story idea, i've decided to test the imperfect science of yet another online quiz on self-exploration.apparently, i'm not myself. though a leo, i'm only:You are 33% LeoHow much do you match your zodiac sign?i'm more scorpio:You are 53% ScorpioHow much do you match your zodiac sign?with a healthy dose</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/110472930750750208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=110472930750750208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110472930750750208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110472930750750208'/><link 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Grab the nearest book.2. Open the book to page 77 29 (ok, so i just changed my mind. what if someone doesn't have 83 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/110472610408586937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=110472610408586937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110472610408586937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110472610408586937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2005/01/random-acts-of-boredom-there-are.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-110446613145666199</id><published>2004-12-30T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T20:16:13.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>minutiae you don't need to know1. What time do you get up in the morning? after the tenth or twelfth snooze button2. If you could eat lunch with one famous person, who would it be? gael garcia bernal (my future husband... HA!)3. Gold or silver? silver4. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? la mala educacion5. Favourite TV show? laverne &amp; shirley. yes. it's old. apparently, i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/110446613145666199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=110446613145666199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110446613145666199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110446613145666199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/12/minutiae-you-dont-need-to-know-1.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-110445980599712566</id><published>2004-12-30T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T18:27:14.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>after/before/end of/beginningconsumerland--the most expensive place on earth--will use whatever temporal excuse to lure new shopppers during the holidays. "after christmas sale,""pre-new year's sale,""end of the year sale,""new year's sale." there's no art to these sales; they have them every damn year. why don't stores try less contrived ways to lure shoppers?"after divorce sale,""s</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/110445980599712566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=110445980599712566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110445980599712566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110445980599712566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/12/afterbeforeend-ofbeginning.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-110436525186464544</id><published>2004-12-29T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T16:07:31.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dreamers dreamdreamt last night that someone took my guitar stand with my capo attached to it. it was this woman who sort of looked like chrissy hinds from the pretenders. she mistakenly took mine for hers because she already had one exactly like that. i was surprised. would someone not be able to recognize something that wasn't theirs? i had to keep my guitar in its gig bag, instead. i've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/110436525186464544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=110436525186464544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110436525186464544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110436525186464544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/12/dreamers-dream-dreamt-last-night-that.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-110353968496576742</id><published>2004-12-20T02:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T02:48:04.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>they fucking killed himsuicide my ass. the press is, of course, going to bury the news of gary webb's death faster than they can lay him in the ground to finally rest in peace. i'm surprised the press hasn't resurrected the superfluous slurry of "my god, reagan's dead" bullshit from 2004 in order to really bury webb's death. what sorry, dangerous times.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/110353968496576742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=110353968496576742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110353968496576742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110353968496576742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/12/they-fucking-killed-him-suicide-my-ass.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-110327224751809129</id><published>2004-12-17T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T00:30:47.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>where i'm at...it's not really that bad, but i've been working... working. working. working.as bauhaus would say, i just squash every week into a day.too much is going on. don't know where to begin. i'm just lost in the middle.send me a travel agent.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/110327224751809129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=110327224751809129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110327224751809129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110327224751809129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/12/where-im-at.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-110016014194694648</id><published>2004-11-10T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T00:02:21.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>considering the rigged election results...should i boycott diebold ATM machines in protest over ohio?or, should i relocate? i think i'd rather be singed by the sun than burnt by the bushes for the next four years. what a shitty political time to be living in.You Are From the SunOf all your friends, you're the shining star.You're dramatic - loving attention and the spotlight.You're a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/110016014194694648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=110016014194694648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110016014194694648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/110016014194694648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/11/considering-rigged-election-results.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109939665579339128</id><published>2004-11-02T03:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T03:57:35.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the system's fuckedwarning: the following has an excessive number of expletives. read them as a measure of my cynicism at the time of this posting, if you will.i'm still voting today. the dubya fuckheads have had four years to devise a way to rig this gig on 2 november, but i'm still gonna fucking vote. i can still dream of democracy, even though we're living in a fucked oligarchy.i just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109826133561041166</id><published>2004-10-20T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T01:36:40.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>no insomnia tonight!i have to report to jury duty tomorrow (today) at 7.45 am. with all the puritanical christian shit this country inserts in all aspects of its culture, you'd think they wouldn't make people show up at such "ungodly" hours. maybe i can ensure a swift dismissal by faking a psychotic breakdown. if the lawyers ask me any questions, i'll just respond with: "i don't belong here</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109826133561041166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109826133561041166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109826133561041166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109826133561041166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/10/no-insomnia-tonight-i-have-to-report.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109690825738888276</id><published>2004-10-04T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T09:46:30.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a little ditty about jack in my dreamremembered moments from my dream last night:i was standing in line behind paris hilton. i was contemplating how far i could get away with shoving her out of my way. behind me in line, was the youngest of john cougar mellencamp's two sons from his marriage of the now-defunct "jack and diane" team. his mom's new boyfriend was with him. i was touched by how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109690825738888276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109690825738888276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109690825738888276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109690825738888276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/10/little-ditty-about-jack-in-my-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109668926639489770</id><published>2004-10-01T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T01:28:46.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>warning: it's gonna get ugly, herei saw the presidential debates last night. after reading beforehand about how much both camps fiddled and fought over specifics such as the distance between their podiums to the lighting of their homely faces, i felt i was just watching the second table reading for some off-off broadway play. granted, kerry at least acted like a mature adult; bush was a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109668926639489770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109668926639489770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109668926639489770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109668926639489770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/10/warning-its-gonna-get-ugly-here-i-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109648302088389903</id><published>2004-09-29T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T11:37:00.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if only it were something elsei feel really stoned today. i was making oatmeal this morning, and i totally forgot about it cooking on the stove once i left the kitchen. i ended up making oatmeal cake. it was all right once i added some soy milk and strawberries.i'm not sure what's going on. i was out late last night for a meeting for work. it was a very upsetting meeting--i went from wanting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109648302088389903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109648302088389903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109648302088389903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109648302088389903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/09/if-only-it-were-something-else-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109635734308309786</id><published>2004-09-28T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T00:44:50.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>things to do before i die* i want to see the aurora borealis.* ** i want to think about this a little more.tuesday night is a full moon. i wonder if the extra hair will crawl out and if my canines will elongate. in other worlds...i need to learn how to leave my house more slowly. i'm the type of person who ends up leaving her house 3 or 4 times on average because i always remember </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109635734308309786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109635734308309786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109635734308309786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109635734308309786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/09/things-to-do-before-i-die-i-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109617280865081622</id><published>2004-09-25T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T22:10:33.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>semi-colonicspage 17 of jonathan franzen's the corrections has the longest run-on sentence i've ever seen in my life. what editor let this through? i guess you have to be white and an alumnus of the university of chicago to get away with this. not that i'm a stickler for grammar, but i clearly remember a second-generation brown girl immigrant not getting such a forgiving eye from her english </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109617280865081622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109617280865081622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109617280865081622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109617280865081622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/09/semi-colonics-page-17-of-jonathan.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109617176696035328</id><published>2004-09-25T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T21:29:06.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>metamorphosisi better come out a butterfly.this is the second saturday in a row where i'm just staying in. i guess it's a nice change from the hectic travel schedule of the summer, but part of me wonders if i'm going through some mental hibernation. "d" invited me to her cousin's party tonight, but since i'm staying home at my parents' house (if i'm going to stay in, i might as well stay at a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109617176696035328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109617176696035328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109617176696035328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109617176696035328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/09/metamorphosis-i-better-come-out.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109606943559010901</id><published>2004-09-24T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T16:43:55.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>VW golf diariesi saw "the motorcycle diaries" yesterday with "d." afterwards, there was a brief q&amp;a with the actors, including the lovely gael garcia bernal. someone from the audience asked if the experience of making the movie and knowing the story of how the trip influenced che's political and personal development in turn, affected them in any way. gael answered that it gave him better </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109606943559010901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109606943559010901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109606943559010901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109606943559010901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/09/vw-golf-diaries-i-saw-motorcycle.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109583571692329371</id><published>2004-09-21T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T23:48:36.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>on second thought...i got my horoscope from astro.com:"Consciously or unconsciously, you are pruning your life of everything that is not relevant to what you really are as a human being. If this process is not happening consciously, you may experience a sense of loss for the elements of your life that are coming to an end now. However, do not dwell upon these losses, for they are necessary in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109583571692329371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109583571692329371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109583571692329371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109583571692329371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/09/on-second-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109583450704813507</id><published>2004-09-21T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T23:28:27.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>don't drink. don't smoke. what do you do?being a straight edge these days is still difficult for me. i still have a mind for mischief.i saw "e" read at the cafe tonight, where i ended up co-hosting again at the last minute. i was once again reminded of the fact that i always felt that other people smelled so well of their laundry detergent and fabric softener, and no matter how much i did </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109583450704813507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109583450704813507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109583450704813507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109583450704813507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/09/dont-drink.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109566203246332238</id><published>2004-09-19T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T23:35:41.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>anal fixation: is that so?according to freud, there's a whole new meaning to when i say my room is a "shit pit."    Freudian Inventory Results    Genital (70%) you appear to have a progressive and constructive outlook on life. Latency (40%) you appear to have a good balance of knowledge seeking and practicality. Phallic (53%) you appear to have a good balance of sexual awareness and sexual </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109566203246332238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109566203246332238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109566203246332238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109566203246332238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/09/anal-fixation-is-that-so-according-to.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109555485920057081</id><published>2004-09-18T13:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T17:52:55.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>could you recognize your sister?i type this in my parents' house, worried that my brother or some other family member will walk in and see my blog or see me blogging. i thought about what i would do if that did happen. i think i'd pull a peter and deny my blog three times. it would go something like this:brother: what are you reading?me: my friend's blog.brother: oh, you're into that?me</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109555485920057081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109555485920057081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109555485920057081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109555485920057081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/09/could-you-recognize-your-sister-i-type_18.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109532000642974438</id><published>2004-09-16T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T00:34:51.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>another pointless attempt to know myselfat the dance, all the wallflowers were aligned as such:i'm in red, standing in the center plotting (or just overanalyzing the situation out of social anxiety).     Eysenck's Test Results    Extraversion (49%) medium which suggests you are moderately talkative, optimistic, and sociable.Neuroticism (62%) moderately high which suggests you are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109532000642974438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109532000642974438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109532000642974438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109532000642974438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/09/another-pointless-attempt-to-know.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109531363943958935</id><published>2004-09-15T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T08:59:48.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>clean and clear isn't just for acne"e" commented that i've been displaying clearer thinking since my room is cleaner. i definitely agree. a lot has come into flux in my life due to all the changes i've been making all at once: the healer and this "sweetless" diet, the magnets and no smoking, the room cleaning and organizing, etc. my room was such an example of stagnant chi, and so was my mind. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109531363943958935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109531363943958935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109531363943958935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109531363943958935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/09/clean-and-clear-isnt-just-_109531363943958935.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109517339174249402</id><published>2004-09-14T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T07:49:51.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>they're seriousmy friend, "r," sent this to me. i find it fascinating that some publisher somewhere in the world thought this was something the world needed to read.  i'm now organizing the vigilante crew of angry asian women that is going to take the author out back and beat the shit out of him. any asian ladies out there who play softball?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109517339174249402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109517339174249402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109517339174249402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109517339174249402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/09/theyre-serious-my-friend-r-sent-this_14.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109483979771612526</id><published>2004-09-10T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T11:09:57.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the answer is: my ass!pack rats really have a way of rationalizing why they horde the things they do. in cleaning my room, i had to discard four calendars from previous years. i kept them thinking, "the pictures are so pretty. i should keep them for some art project."the reality? my ass.those calendars were shoved between the wall and my desk collecting dust over the years. waiting... just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109483979771612526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109483979771612526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109483979771612526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109483979771612526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/09/answer-is-my-ass-pack-rats-really-have.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109480249162091135</id><published>2004-09-10T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T11:26:24.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my room is still chaotic&lt;!--66.67 100 100 100--&gt;     INFP - "Questor". High capacity for caring. Emotional face to the world. High sense of honor derived from internal values. 4.4% of total population.     Free Myers-Briggs Word Choice Testpersonality tests by similarminds.com</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109480249162091135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109480249162091135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109480249162091135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109480249162091135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/09/my-room-is-still-chaotic-infp-questor.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109480199687622055</id><published>2004-09-10T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T11:24:36.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>obviously, i'm not cleaningBrain Lateralization Test ResultsRight Brain (62%) The right hemisphere is the visual, figurative, artistic, and intuitive side of the brain.Left Brain (32%) The left hemisphere is the logical, articulate, assertive, and practical side of the brain  Are You Right or Left Brained?personality tests by similarminds.com</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109480199687622055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109480199687622055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109480199687622055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109480199687622055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/09/obviously-im-not-cleaning-brain.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109479054686383294</id><published>2004-09-09T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T21:29:06.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>out of body experiencei just realized that i've been wearing my shirt backwards all day today. all day.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109479054686383294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109479054686383294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109479054686383294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109479054686383294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/09/out-of-body-experience-i-just-realized.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109478698811876735</id><published>2004-09-09T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T20:29:48.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>stay on target... stay on targeti'm cleaning my room. i'm not doing some simple dust job and tidy up job. i'm CLEANING my room. i'm a seriously disturbed pack rat. i have a big hefty cinch sak jumbo bag sitting in the middle of my dining room right now that is just filled with recyclable paper/crap. i was upset to find how i thought it necessary to keep magazines from 3 years ago under my desk,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109478698811876735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109478698811876735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109478698811876735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109478698811876735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/09/stay-on-target.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109466107130290051</id><published>2004-09-08T03:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T14:45:52.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>things insomniacs do at ungodly hoursi bought a progressive-scan "region free" dvd player for $50. with rebates, it will really only cost around $30. shazam! in other news...i got a jury summons. frankly, i'm the most subjective, biased civilian you could ever ask for. ergo, i'm unfit to serve on any jury. NEXT!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109466107130290051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109466107130290051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109466107130290051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109466107130290051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/09/things-insomniacs-do-at-un_109466107130290051.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109457630247422126</id><published>2004-09-07T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T09:58:22.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i should've never askedi was sitting in my brother's car when i heard some really "happy go lucky" alterna-muzak. "who the hell is this? james?""no. it's travis.""jesus! i should have my own first name basis band. 'hi. i'm from brad!'""i got that, too.""shut up!""no, really. they're a band. i got james, travis and brad."what the hell?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109457630247422126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109457630247422126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109457630247422126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109457630247422126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-shouldve-never-asked-i-was-sitting.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109451975811267741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/09/sue-me-i-ate-slice-of-carrot-cake-on.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109418648965552294</id><published>2004-09-02T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T21:43:05.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>daily deprivation updatei went back to my healer today after two weeks. i gave him my homework of tracking my daily diet and found out i had a new adjustment to make:"how much coffee do you drink?""uhh... well. i have two cups in the morning, and on some days, i'll have another two at night.""i'm gonna have to have you cut that out for awhile.""ooh..."i'm gonna have to now drink mate </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109418648965552294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109418648965552294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109418648965552294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109418648965552294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/09/daily-deprivation-update-i-went-back.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109402374562887754</id><published>2004-09-01T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T00:29:05.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>forgive the self-referential postingreally. blogging about blogging is like a newspaper writing about the ink and paper on which its words are printed--but, i had to do it. apologies.the "next blog" option at the top of all newly published blogger blogs is really an interesting option. i get to peruse blogs of people i know i'll never meet and whose blogs i may have never seen. just now, i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109402374562887754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109402374562887754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109402374562887754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109402374562887754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/09/forgive-self-referential-p_109402374562887754.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109399217009630515</id><published>2004-08-31T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T15:42:50.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"nice jeans"i would wait until the last day of my car's registration month to get it smogged so i can renew. i do that with everything. i finally did my taxes--on the last day for those who filed extensions back in april. with my bills, i'm not so lucky. i usually do it after the deadline. i should tell my creditors that i'm late because it "keeps me humble."the smog guy was nice. he didn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109399217009630515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109399217009630515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109399217009630515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109399217009630515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/08/nice-jeans-i-would-wait-until-last-day.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109363587699868752</id><published>2004-08-27T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T12:44:37.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>god. i'm one of themso, for the past week, i've been cutting out sugar, carbs, alcohol and frankly, i'm okay. i've had to journal everything i eat in a day. it's depressing. when i hand it to my healer, i can see him reading it and saying, "that's it?" the big sacrifice is the alcohol. it's not like i was a big bread and pasta gal. i only occasionally would buy sweets like chocolate or ginger</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109363587699868752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109363587699868752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109363587699868752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109363587699868752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/08/god.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109316392468299018</id><published>2004-08-22T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T01:38:44.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are Eeyore! You are accepting and depressive.Would never complain about your situation.Although your situation is awfully gloomy rightnow. Could be worse. Some might confuse youraccepting nature with cynicism. Some mightworship you as a god...http://www.angelfire.com/weird/eeyoar Which Winnie the Pooh character are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109316392468299018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109316392468299018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109316392468299018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109316392468299018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/08/you-are-eeyore-you-are-accepting-and.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109298012730804119</id><published>2004-08-19T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T22:35:27.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>life won't taste as sweeti went to the chiropractor/acupuncturist today. i was so rushed with trying to do post-production on one of my student's films, output to tape, locate UPS stations, and get driving directions to the doctor's office that i lost all sense of time. or, all senses. it's when i'm really stressed that i catch bits of a disjunctive monologue rolling through my head:i don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109298012730804119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109298012730804119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109298012730804119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109298012730804119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/08/life-wont-taste-as-sweet-i-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109287826390825209</id><published>2004-08-18T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T03:04:08.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in template limboi dunno. with this temporary template, i feel impelled to write science fiction on here . i hope blogger fixes whatever bug is making it so i can't use my own template. i've been waiting... and waiting.in order to boost readership of my other blog, i posted an ad in the los angeles craigslist bulletins for "women seeking men." i'm new to this whole craigslist thing, so i just</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109287826390825209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109287826390825209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109287826390825209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109287826390825209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/08/in-template-limbo-i-dunno.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/17/22047774_c41ff4932d_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5140349.post-109267776072797404</id><published>2004-08-16T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T10:36:00.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>experiencing technical difficultiesi should've left well-enough alone (as that cliche goes). i tried to tweak my blog template and instead got gibberish upon publishing since blogger seems to have some bugs with its new publishing interface. so now, i have to settle for this design until something gets fixed...oh, well. i'm crossing my fingers.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/feeds/109267776072797404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5140349&amp;postID=109267776072797404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109267776072797404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5140349/posts/default/109267776072797404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eye8infiniti.blogspot.com/2004/08/experiencing-technical-difficulties-i.html' title=''/><author><name>infiniti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07491745605895906821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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