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  <title>A very good man</title>
  <subtitle>but a very bad wizard</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Birth Control</name>
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  <updated>2006-09-12T02:53:32Z</updated>
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    <title>hardcore in middle virginia</title>
    <published>2006-09-12T02:53:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-12T02:53:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>something else</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I felt that I needed to write these words here, as I closely associate my use of this blog with my use of hardcore music.  Plus, I knew david would read this and get a kick out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday afternoon Becca and I went out for lunch at our favorite mexican restaurant, Pancho Villa.  When we were seated we were immedeately acquainted with a teenaged girl sitting with her parents in the booth behns us as she was speaking loud enough for the entire restaurant to hear her.  The first part of her conversation was about breaking up with her boyfriend, pretty standard teenage girl talk.  The point at which my ears perked to her conversation was when she began to describe a show that she went to the night previous at KC's.  I tried to block her out as she explained that a "two-step" is something you do on the outside edges of the mosh pit when you want to mosh but aren't ready yet" and how a tower of sweaty guys collapsed at the front of the stage towards the end of the set.  She explained the set-up of KC's, she explained how to mosh, she explained everything...except the music.  She didn't say one word about what was going on at the front of KC's.  This blew me away.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a much different person today, when it comes to musical tastes.  While I still enjoy a catalogue of tried and true hardcore records, I have had no trouble in separating a bulk of my CD collection to be sold to some kids who will hopefully care about them as much as I did.</content>
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    <title>somuchfunk @ 2006-02-21T00:01:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-21T05:10:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-21T05:10:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hum - stars</lj:music>
    <content type="html">There are a few reasons that I should have sent a poet, or at least brought one with me, for this weekend's journey.  First, because I cannot begin to describe what a beautiful thing it is to be with Rebecca Stewart.  I wish there was someone that could write down in words the immense joy we share when together and the tortured reality when we part.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snow covered mountains in West Virginia deserve a poet's words as well.  My drive home was made bearable because of the gorgeous scenery through West Virginia and western Virginia.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw one of the best punk shows ever on sunday.  I am still hoarse tonight from all the singing along I did.  David said i was louder than the singer.  I got the mic like 10 times during the set.  paint it black make hardcore music fun for me again, I missed it.</content>
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    <title>I love you</title>
    <published>2006-02-11T15:52:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-11T15:52:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>beatles - savoy truffle</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i.somethingawful.com/inserts/articlepics/photoshop/02-10-06-starwars/Pookaliscious.jpg" alt="valentine" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>From one lover to another</title>
    <published>2006-02-11T01:19:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-11T01:19:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>best mix ever</lj:music>
    <content type="html">If you have a bad week I suggest that you spend some time listening to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;green day - dookie and &lt;br /&gt;foo fighters - the colour and the shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a friday with those two albums will make your shit of a week not so bad.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week, I am going to Beckley, WV.</content>
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    <title>somuchfunk @ 2006-01-24T23:54:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-25T04:54:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-25T04:54:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ground Rules: The first player of this game starts with the topic “5 Weird Habits of Yours” and people who get tagged need to write an LJ entry about their 5 quirky habits as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next 5 people to be tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I shake my right foot when I am trying to stay awake in the morning after my alarm has gone off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I go for hours at a time without having to pee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I don't shower very often while living in my apartment in richmond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  When I get bored, I start searching for things to eat, and usually end up drinking from a carton, or grabbing a fingerful of something.  because of this habit, I try to keep small munchy type foods around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  If I am driving somewhere, I spend at least five minutes looking through my CDs for the best fitting music for my mood.  I can't leave the house without at least one.</content>
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    <title>somuchfunk @ 2005-12-30T13:42:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-30T21:36:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-30T21:39:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Becca asked me to do this survey.  and I'm no robot or anything, but I usually do what she tells me to do.  we are having a like, "future in-laws" dinner tonight.  It should be fun, but at the very least extremely yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have $10 and need to buy snacks at a gas station. What do you buy?&lt;br /&gt;* Some sort of cream cheese danish.  gatorade.  beef jerkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had to be reincarnated as some sort of sea dwelling creature, what would you be?&lt;br /&gt;* sardine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's your favorite redhead?&lt;br /&gt;* Red Herring &lt;img src="http://www.scoobydooweloveyou.com/redherring.jpg" alt="red herring" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you made out with anyone on your friend's list?&lt;br /&gt;* yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe your favorite pair of underwear&lt;br /&gt;* I like the boxers I am wearing currently, I just don't have enough baggy pants to be able to wear them often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe the last time you were injured&lt;br /&gt;* I badly dislocated my knee during the bows of the dress rehearsal of the school play my junior year of high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all your friends, who "wouldn't" you want to work on a school project with?&lt;br /&gt;* steven, we're both toolazy, and nothing would get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are there any odd things that make you feel uncomfortable?&lt;br /&gt;* family confrontations in public&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me a weird story from your high school years&lt;br /&gt;* I threw up all of the lasagna I had eaten at dinner at my prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the wallpaper on your cell phone?&lt;br /&gt;* analog clock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soda?&lt;br /&gt;* A&amp;W rootbeer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flavor of pudding?&lt;br /&gt;* banana, with a soggy vanilla wafer in every bite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What type of shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;* Darkest Hour t-shirt (with the businessmen hanging from hooks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prescription medication?&lt;br /&gt;* I'm clean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could use only one form of transportation for the rest of your life?&lt;br /&gt;* It would be a car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many people are on your friends list?&lt;br /&gt;* less and less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;* nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most recent movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;* garden state with becca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 things you have on you at all times&lt;br /&gt;* head, shoulders, knees, and toes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather give or receive a foot massage?&lt;br /&gt;* give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name a teacher you had the hots for&lt;br /&gt;* haven't had the fortune &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a saying that you use a lot?&lt;br /&gt;* "if at first you don't succeed, try try again.  I thought so"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's one piece of advice that you think should be passed on to every child?&lt;br /&gt;* reputation doesn't mean shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many people on your friends list are ex's?&lt;br /&gt;* here and there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite city?&lt;br /&gt;* Philadelphia, PA.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did your last relationship end?&lt;br /&gt;* I stepped out on my lady while she was away at school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the first word that comes to mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;* type&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you saw your dad in person?&lt;br /&gt;* last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you saw your mom in person?&lt;br /&gt;* she just got home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the best insult you've ever heard or said?&lt;br /&gt;* anything that ends with "yo' mama!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who got you to join myspace?&lt;br /&gt;* michael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you have for dinner LAST NIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;* sloppy joes, beans, and tater tots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long have you been at your current job?&lt;br /&gt;* this is my 3rd year singing at the cathedral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Tom on your friends list?&lt;br /&gt;* yes, we talk all the time, and I always go to his killer myspace parties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the last thing you said out loud?&lt;br /&gt;* yes, I'm home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look to your left. What's there?&lt;br /&gt;* a fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing/person you spent over $100 on?&lt;br /&gt;* probably myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your favorite villain?&lt;br /&gt;* Juggernaut &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v717/Umbrax2/Juggernaut.jpg" alt="juggernaut" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the last piece of clothing you borrowed from someone?&lt;br /&gt;* I took a big bag of old t-shirts from michael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the last piece of clothing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;* striped dress shirt for Mary Beth's birthday party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What word makes you laugh no matter where, when or how?&lt;br /&gt;* duty patooty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What website do you visit the most during the day?&lt;br /&gt;* yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go into your text message log on your phone whats the last one you received?&lt;br /&gt;* becca: "Dad just talked to me about our sleeping arrangements...I lose."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing later tonight?&lt;br /&gt;* Habing dinner out with mine and becca's family.  it is the first in-law event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have plants in your room?&lt;br /&gt;* no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could drink anything right this second, what would be?&lt;br /&gt;* yoohoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last piece of e-mail opened?&lt;br /&gt;* password reminder from allmusic.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anything hurt on your body right now?&lt;br /&gt;* nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What city was your last taxi cab ride in?&lt;br /&gt;* NYC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last alcoholic drink?&lt;br /&gt;* newcastle the other night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you own a picture phone?&lt;br /&gt;* no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing last night at 10?&lt;br /&gt;* watching a movie, loving becca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you exercise as much as you should?&lt;br /&gt;* not even close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you do the deed on prom night?&lt;br /&gt;* I tried so hard, but got nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you give your bf/gf a second chance if they cheated on you?&lt;br /&gt;* yes, but I would probably want to do damage to the other party involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***SOME STRANGE QUESTIONS***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something purple within 5 feet of you&lt;br /&gt;* microsoft bookshelf 2000 disc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sexiest item of clothing you own&lt;br /&gt;* maybe the baseball tee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weirdest thing you've ever heated in the microwave?&lt;br /&gt;* socks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you look good in yellow?&lt;br /&gt;* not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sing?&lt;br /&gt;* when the money is right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever danced in front of a crowd?&lt;br /&gt;* yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you spit?&lt;br /&gt;* yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your hair long enough to chew on?&lt;br /&gt;* nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Least favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;* blonde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had Dippin' Dots?&lt;br /&gt;* yes, they aren't worth the price&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever played an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;* currently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever been to a palm reader?&lt;br /&gt;* no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you have a good weekend? &lt;br /&gt;* too much family, not enough becca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current yearning?&lt;br /&gt;* nap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a black eye?&lt;br /&gt;* I don't believe so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is the day going for you?&lt;br /&gt;* no complaints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current disappointment&lt;br /&gt;* Having to leave the stewarts after dinner is over.</content>
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    <title>fantasy football is my game</title>
    <published>2005-12-27T18:03:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-27T18:03:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am the fantasy football champion this year with a record of 12-4!  $150 straight up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was good.  extended family s nice to have around for some reasons, and treacherous for others.  Becca and I are seeing a lot of eachother, which is good, real good.  I have gotten so bad at updating.  I'd like to hang out with david and michael before I leave for columbus, and then again after I get back.</content>
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    <title>some thoughts</title>
    <published>2005-11-28T03:48:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-28T03:48:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">what a great weekend. I miss becca now, but she will be back home in about 2 weeks.  I am excited for the next two weeks to disapear as quick as possible.  For thanksgiving part I, I made a yummy stuffing to add on to the yummy stuffing that rebecca's mom made.  In part 2 at my house, I had a cheesecake mad, with a mixed berry topping.  it was yummy.  dad never gives me guff when I am desparate for money.  I explained that my miscalculation was due to a misunderstanding on my part with what I was supposed to use most of my loan check for.  Becca and I are going to get married, we told my parents on friday at dinner.  I think becca has already told her parents.  I have to spend less and save more next semester so that I can buy her a fitting engagement ring.  I feel like crap just from being back in my apartment.</content>
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    <title>somuchfunk @ 2005-11-15T13:22:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-15T18:22:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-15T18:22:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm pretty much done with this semester, and ready to move on to the next.  I got a job this summer playing trombone for a theatre here in richmond.  This will be a great time for me to make and save up a lot of money.  I will also be so insanely lonely during those few months, that I will possibly go insane.  I am hoping that I will get to see becca as much as I can over the summer.  We are both trying to focus on saving up money, and loving from afar.  I am open for any suggestions as to what type of job I could take on top of the barksdale thing.  I'd love to work in a record store, but I would waste all of my money on cds and stuff.  As bad as food services are, I might have to take a job doing that shit.  Tomorrow night, I am leaving for VMEA.  This will probably be fun.  Thanksgiving is around the corner, and I am really excited about spending time with new and old families.  This all needed to be shared.  it's been a long time.</content>
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    <title>from one thing to the next</title>
    <published>2005-10-25T01:49:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-25T01:49:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>gustav mahler - symphony no.5</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I got back from columbus, ohio yesterday around noon.  I have never felt such reluctancy to do anything before in my life.  I suppose that I am all the stronger for being able to look forward to the next time becca and I will be together, even though she was standing right there before I walked into the airport.  So in 18 days, I will be with her again.  Compared to the last stretch, this will be a breeze.  The one day I went to the Ohio State campus, I discovered that I really do hate the college setting.  I wasn't sure if it was just VCU that was making me ill but it is in fact all college scenarios.  I can't wait to be done with all of this so that I can begin my life.  Every time I see my dad I feel like such a loser, because the majority of our conversations are about managing money, and having him help me out financially.  I want that to be over with.  Becca and I are going to get married not long after I graduate from college, and then it will be her and I on our own.  I look forward to those days, even though I am sure they won't be as easy as we wish.  I am still obsessed with buying music.  I have purchased probably close to 25 classical recordings in the last month.  Unfortunately I am losing interest in hardcore music more and more as the days go on.  I will probably go to the coliseum show coming up though.</content>
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    <title>somuchfunk @ 2005-09-24T15:29:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-24T19:32:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-24T19:33:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/photo/459299169/459300175WlIdWd"&gt;My new tattoo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got it done, and I am quite happy with how it looks.  Becca likes it too, and I am glad that she does, because I would have laid a hurt on her if she didn't.</content>
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    <title>new cave in</title>
    <published>2005-09-21T02:13:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-21T02:13:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">michael got the muppet show on DVD, and when he gets here we are going to watch it.  I am excited.  I took the music history III thing today, and did fine.  I would probably fail all of these tests if it weren't for these magic notecards I acquired from a beautiful princess.  All I had to do to get them was promise to make passionate love to her whenever we meet.  So far, I have earned my good grades in music history.  that was stupid.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get the new cave in record.  it is really fucking good.</content>
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    <title>somuchfunk @ 2005-09-18T19:01:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-18T23:11:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-18T23:11:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>debussy - la mer</lj:music>
    <content type="html">The only real reason for me to write anymore is to surprise becca with an entry while she isn't expecting one.  I don't know why I get such a kick out of doing things like this.  On the way to her house for a wolf trap event, I called her from around the corner to tell her that I was stuck in really bad traffic in lorton and that I probably wouldn't be there for another hour.  It was funny when she opened the door not expecting to see me stnading there.  Becca and I have almost been seeing eachother for a year and a half.  Many more to come.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sort of studying for the music history III quiz on tuesday.  I know quite a few people that will not do well on this test.  I can't wait to be done with college.  College keeps me from saving money and it keeps me from the queen of all biscuits, Rebecca Stewart.  I have been missing her a lot over the last few days.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:somuchfunk:79103</id>
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    <title>somuchfunk @ 2005-09-12T17:25:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-12T21:29:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-12T21:29:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>george michael - freedom</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I hope becca hasn't already left her usually boring LJ friends page because I really want her to read how much I love her before she leaves the library in columbus, Ohio.  I have so many memories and warm thoughts that have piled up since becca and I discovered eachother and I want to document them in this JiveJournal.  I don't consider myself to have the greatest writing abilities, so it will be difficult to do any of the memorable situations justice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to call Jeremy to ask what the hell he was thinking, but I am afraid of getting too angry, and not actually making any impact on his choices for the future.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:somuchfunk:78595</id>
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    <title>somuchfunk @ 2005-08-25T21:32:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-26T01:36:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-26T01:36:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>billy joel</lj:music>
    <content type="html">nothing to speak of.  I started school today.  I would probably be really depressed about it all starting over, but becca is here with me, so I am just happy.  My computer seems to be working.  I saw kid dynamite in NYC, it was one of the best shows I have ever seen.  NYC is not as great as all the commercials want you to think.  I am already looking forward to driving out to columbus with becca, and she hasn't even left richmond yet.  I'm going to have to like marry her or something.  that's the ticket to my happiness.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:somuchfunk:78336</id>
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    <title>somuchfunk @ 2005-07-28T17:24:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-28T21:28:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-28T21:28:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">lets hope to god I make it through the next three days without completely blowing my top.  Two weeks to regain some sanity.  My greatest concern with my mom is how in the hell my dad could possibly be dealing with this.  is he about to blow his top like me?  I want to be here to ease his struggle, but I don't want to be around her at all.  I am spring loaded.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>if you're interested</title>
    <published>2005-07-15T04:50:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-15T04:51:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://hostofopinions.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://hostofopinions.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:somuchfunk:77615</id>
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    <title>becca</title>
    <published>2005-07-08T05:30:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-08T05:30:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>smetana - the moldau</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so about this becca.  she was at the ball game today with me and I smiled and annoyed the hell out of her.  I love it when visiting team fans try to start up some sort of chant/cheer.  God made me a loud individual for a reason, and stopping visiting team fans from cheering is one of those reasons.  she is coming to stay with me saturday night so that we can go to church sunday morning.  I am singing and she will be swooning (hopefully).  I've not known the Dvorak biblical songs to influence swoon before, but if anyone were to do it, its her.  Becca and I went to a sushi bar in vienna after the game.  getting from RFK to I-66 could have been a whole lot more difficult.  The sushi was good, but the appetizers we both ordered were definitely the highlights.  All except for her mother's objections to satirical comedy, I love becca's family.  Apparently they all think I am worthy of her attention.  My car is fixed and I work tomorrow.  It'll probably still be pooring rain.  Saturday evening is going to be awfully tight.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:somuchfunk:77240</id>
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    <title>that's me trying</title>
    <published>2005-07-05T05:06:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-05T05:06:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the slurpee song</lj:music>
    <content type="html">As all of my loyal fans know, I am not one to use my journal as a major outlet for my emotional feelings.  I just don't like writing sappy stuff.  I don't like reading other people's sappy entries (i.e. mon frere) and so I don't want to put the few peole who do read my journal through any torture by making them read my sap.  Unfortunately, in order to describe my weekend with any measure of accuracy in detail I must conform my ways (just this once) and release my emotions.  I finished work saturday earlier than I expected and went home to pack so that I could get to Becca as soon as possible.  When I arrived her parents greeted me warmly and I jumped into the middle of the movie they were watching.  Becca and I watched another movie after the first movie was over.  I got to kiss her.  In order to get up early to go to the 7:45 service at First Baptist of Vienna we hit the sack.  I slept in her room on an olympian's mattress, and she slept on a pull-out.  Unfortuantely, we were unable to rendezvous during the night.  Church was great.  I always like going to black church.  Everyone is filled with the spirit and they let themselves express it so that others can witness the power of their faith.  I strive to have that much confidence in my faith.  Two and a half hours later we went to the neighborhood pool and did some aquaerobics.  I had fun splashing, and expressed a false desire to come back in the future.  I got some sunburn after that.  Becca taught me how to drive a stick shift vehicle.  I am fast to learn but slow to practice and so some of our on road experiences left me discouraged.  Becca reassured me.  She drove when we went to pick up food for our lawn picnic at wolf-trap.  My favorite parts of dinner were the creamed spinach and the german lager.  As the night progressed and as Michael Buble sang a desire to be as close to Becca as possible grew inside of me.  After the concert was over I didn't want to leave Vienna.  It seems like living with Becca will complete a part of my life I have longed to fill.  On the way home from the concert, becca stalled the car out.  The teacher has become the student.  I love her.  She is the cause for my greatness.  I can't wait.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That wasn't too sappy.  Just in case you think it was, I listened to Martyr AD twice while delivering tonight.  what an insanely heavy cd.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>somuchfunk @ 2005-06-30T19:01:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-30T23:07:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-30T23:07:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>7 angels 7 plagues</lj:music>
    <content type="html">baseball is so much better than pretty much everything else.  when I grow up, I am going to have season tickets, or at least split a package with my dad.  I want to be with becca permanently.  next summer with her is going to be so great, even without baseball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't hang out with people you know from work.  I know someone you can talk to if you really don't see that there is a problem with it.  she'll convince you otherwise.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>a little bit tired</title>
    <published>2005-06-30T05:06:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-30T05:06:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>william shatner</lj:music>
    <content type="html">had to leave the game:  bummed.  came home and watched shaun of the dead:  happy.  Going to baseball game tomorrow:  psyched.  going to church, the pool, and wolftrap with becca this sunday:  whole day with becca:  good.  getting to meet Kristen's soul mate???  I want to buy all of these expensive things, but I'll never have the means.  I haven't been to a show in a while.  Becca lives too far away.  It'll be good to be permanent with m'lady.  she finishes my jigsaw.  ha ha.  always with the william shatner.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:somuchfunk:76407</id>
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    <title>Hellfest '05</title>
    <published>2005-06-15T20:51:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-15T20:51:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Why'd you have to put good clean fun in your lineup.  my choice was an easy one:  no hellfest.  now, now there is a good clean fun reunion, at the worst place possible. why. why. why.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:somuchfunk:76194</id>
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    <title>somuchfunk @ 2005-06-12T20:54:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-13T00:57:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-13T00:57:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so, I can barely hear out of both my ears.  I went swimming today and the water fucked me up.  This is pretty much the worst thing ever.</content>
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    <title>chain</title>
    <published>2005-06-03T14:14:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-03T14:26:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>charge</lj:music>
    <content type="html">the work of &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_afkams' lj:user='afkams' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://afkams.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://afkams.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;afkams&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I'm supposed to pick five people that have to do this as well.  I think &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_beccastewart' lj:user='beccastewart' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://beccastewart.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://beccastewart.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;beccastewart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and her friend &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_piccoloist' lj:user='piccoloist' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://piccoloist.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://piccoloist.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;piccoloist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and his secret lover &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_zackarcher' lj:user='zackarcher' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://zackarcher.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://zackarcher.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;zackarcher&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and his long lost conjoined twin separated at birth &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_chickadedide' lj:user='chickadedide' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://chickadedide.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://chickadedide.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;chickadedide&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and her favorite collegiate level french horn player &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_sgtpeppersgfib' lj:user='sgtpeppersgfib' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://sgtpeppersgfib.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://sgtpeppersgfib.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;sgtpeppersgfib&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; would be perfect for the task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 favorite songs at the time:&lt;br /&gt;1.  David Bowie - Life on Mars&lt;br /&gt;2.  Trial By Fire - Friendly Fire&lt;br /&gt;3.  The Arcade Fire - Rebellion (Lies)&lt;br /&gt;4.  The Beatles - For No One&lt;br /&gt;5.  Paint it Black - Memorial Day</content>
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    <title>my relationship with hardcore</title>
    <published>2005-06-01T16:32:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-01T17:01:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>mliw</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I feel like I should write this down for my own personal reference.  I love hardcore music.  I don't really like shows anymore.  I find that all I want is to own more and more cds, so that I can enjoy the music some really good bands are or have already put out.  When this all started so many years ago hardcore was about the live show.  I feel weird hating shows so much and loving hardcore as much as I do.  Can I have one without the other?  I got to thinking about my unbalanced taste with hardcore after hearing the new modern life is war tracks.  I can't wait for the CD to come out so I can buy it.  However, I don't think I will ever go to see them live.  I'm not sure what did it to me.  Probably all the kids competing in beauty/strong man contests. Probably having to wear earplugs.  Probably wanting to have a conversation.  There are a few shows coming up this summer that I do want to go to.  I know I'm not going to give up totally on going to shows, but its not going to be a part of my hardcore experience.  I'd much rather go on a road trip.</content>
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