<?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-3731258</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:33:51.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gozoto Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>I offer you a place to rest and forget yourself in my arms tonight - Rufus Wainwright</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-2888899507817470655</id><published>2007-03-24T17:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T17:11:43.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(17:34:42) ElliotoGozoto: watching a documentary about a whole bunch of afghan prisoners that surrendered to the american government and northern alliance...and a whole bunch went missing and some were found dead...they were in american custody(17:35:07) ElliotoGozoto: like 5000 of them(17:35:12) oddbird14: damn(17:37:07) ElliotoGozoto: we also allied with some really really really really shady </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/2888899507817470655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/2888899507817470655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2007_03_18_archive.html#2888899507817470655' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-109441356958590448</id><published>2004-09-05T14:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T14:46:09.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When I close my eyes this song comes true and so I begin to write in my blog againRilo Kiley - My Slumbering HeartIn my dreams I see myself hitting a baseballIn a green field somewhere near a freeway I'm all tan and smiling and running from 3rd base And it's hot and The kids keep playing the driving gameAnd they're singing the same goddamn refrainAnd the sky is a blueish grey. And its</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/109441356958590448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/109441356958590448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_09_05_archive.html#109441356958590448' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-108759008533769480</id><published>2004-06-18T15:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T15:21:25.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So Ive had a crazy time recently...and most of it I dont want to talk about...but lets say ive gone on and off the market twice in only one week...someone shoot me in the face damn it.I really just want to not go to college.  Not go to school anymore at all.  Get a dead end job that provides just enough money for fruits and vegitables on a regular basis and a small apartment.  In that apartment</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108759008533769480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108759008533769480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_06_13_archive.html#108759008533769480' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-108645658626822811</id><published>2004-06-05T12:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T12:29:46.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I had this "experience" and it was like it completed a lot of the thoughts I've been having and man did it feel good to have some kind of resolution.  It took me a day or 2 to organize it all but I think i finally know what I believe and I think I know what its all about.Microtouch commercial: "what a great way for women to keep the men in their lives perfectly groomed"so now that I feel </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108645658626822811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108645658626822811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108645658626822811' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-108610540265358494</id><published>2004-06-01T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T10:57:01.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey...I haven't written in a while just cause I haven't felt like it.  Been kinda down with just thinking too much about everything.  Its kind of odd that I have been feeling down cause the past few weeks have included some really really great experiences.  Duraluxe shows out the wazooo...hanging with good people...my sister(anna)'s wedding which was beautiful...and I have had some good bonding </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108610540265358494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108610540265358494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108610540265358494' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-108431326774750076</id><published>2004-05-11T17:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T17:07:47.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MY NEW FAVORITE SONG!!!lets go backback to the beginningback to when the earth the sun the starsall alignedcause perfect didn't feel so perfecttrying to fit a square into a circlewas no lifei defychorus:let the rain fall downand wake my dreamslet it wash awaymy sanitycause i wanna hear the thunderi wanna screamlet the rain fall downi'm coming clean, i'm coming cleani'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108431326774750076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108431326774750076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108431326774750076' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-108381316704699251</id><published>2004-05-05T22:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T22:17:06.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The dreams in which I'm dieing are the best I've ever had.as AP testing comes closer(tomorrow morning)...i find a need a cigarette...then i fill my mind with the songs of duralux, spoon, elf power, and neutral milk hotel...then I close my eyes and think of happy things...It is tragic how the world is crushing me with final projects and homework and tests and very few rests.Its time for a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108381316704699251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108381316704699251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108381316704699251' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-108362830156513198</id><published>2004-05-03T18:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T18:55:40.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU JEWEL!!!!!jewel - EmilyWoke up to findI lost my mindLost heart, lost nerveI lost my favorite word -EmilyI take my cigarettesI give 'em a smokeOh godMy heart feels frozeI've lost something it seemsI've misplaced my favourite thing -EmilyCHORUS:Where does love goIf it can't find a homeOne moment here then goneWith no forwarding addressLove no longer has a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108362830156513198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108362830156513198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108362830156513198' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-108355617196478673</id><published>2004-05-02T22:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T17:30:12.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>saturday was pretty good day.  woke up at a leisurely pace and went downstairs...so from there i went over to that place with the flowers and picked some out...lovely ones...then went over to stephen's to hang...then drove around with stephen and andrew and such...then around 4 or 4:30 I went home to put my blue pinstripe suit and white shoes on so i would look lovely for prom.  Laid around for a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108355617196478673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108355617196478673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_05_02_archive.html#108355617196478673' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-108319376087768570</id><published>2004-04-28T18:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T18:13:30.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How to build a doomsday device!1. build desire to destroy the world [check!]2. [further instruction soon to come]so yea...all these back to back AP practice tests are not setting well in my brain...and with prom coming and me not feeling the desire nor monetary ability to find a date I think I want to hurt himI want to give him painI'm a roman candleMy head is full of flamesI'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108319376087768570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108319376087768570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108319376087768570' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-108302717383612361</id><published>2004-04-26T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T19:57:00.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't think I will be able to be an engineer...ha...my dad sent me this&gt;Understanding engineers - Take 1 &gt; &gt;Two engineering students crossing the campus when one said, "Where &gt;did you get such a great bike?" &gt; &gt;The second engineer replied, "Well, I was walking along yesterday &gt;minding my own business when a beautiful woman rode up on this bike. &gt;  She threw the bike to the ground, took</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108302717383612361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108302717383612361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108302717383612361' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-108294800414136752</id><published>2004-04-25T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T21:57:30.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Broken Social Scene - Lover's SpitAll these people drinking lover's spitThey sit around and clean their face with itAnd they listen to teeth to learn how to quittied to a night they never metYou know it's timethat we grow old and do some shitI like it all that wayAll these people drinking lover's spitSwallowing words while giving headThey listen to teeth to learn how to quittied to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108294800414136752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108294800414136752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108294800414136752' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-108242335051613661</id><published>2004-04-19T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T20:13:08.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had a dream the other night that I was standing in the eyes of the world telling them it would be alright...I think that is what the world needs, but the world is too angry to hear it from me...so everyone who reads this...write "everything will be alright"...on EVERYTHING!...it doesn't matter where you go when you die or if you guy because everything will be alright.  It doesn't matter what </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108242335051613661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108242335051613661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108242335051613661' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-108233200978515921</id><published>2004-04-18T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T18:50:45.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So im turning left at this intersection with a left turn and a straight and a right...the one near eastside walmart...and this fuckhead in the middle lane turns left and almost hits me...so im stuck in the middle lane on burkhardt so i cant turn onto the lloyd like i planned...intead i get stuck in that lane so im forced to turn left into the borders place...so i think...hmm...I'll go to borders.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108233200978515921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108233200978515921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_04_18_archive.html#108233200978515921' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-108224729480358350</id><published>2004-04-17T19:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T19:18:49.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel asleep down by the river singing go to sleep little baby go to sleep little baby you and me and the devil makes three....and yea...i was also reading the government book...when i woke up i itched...herpes or bugs or something...anyways...i felt renewed...and itchy...I was baptized a new atheist with the sunlight...then I took my book home and went back out this time for exercise...i walked</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108224729480358350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108224729480358350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108224729480358350' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-108222447047671027</id><published>2004-04-17T12:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T12:58:24.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It all brings me back to those erect nipple wet dreams of mary jane rotten crotch and the homecoming fuck fest - Full Metal Jacketi fear war so much...i fear death even more...and even more i fear myself ever having to kill or cause death...i wanna become a vegitarian god in a world of no fossil fuels and lots of beautiful naked women...but really all there is is shit and shit is no good...so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108222447047671027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108222447047671027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108222447047671027' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-108199750949351136</id><published>2004-04-14T21:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T21:55:40.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy don't come around here much anymore - Duraluxi think this is mainly because i find myself very content sitting and doing nothing...and theres just not enough time in the day to do that and all the other things I must do while procrastinating as well...man...what I really need is someone to lay around and do nothing with me and make sure we accomplish as little as possible...man...that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108199750949351136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108199750949351136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108199750949351136' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-108179336351250773</id><published>2004-04-12T13:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T13:13:11.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Official College Update List of Elliot1. MIT - haven't applied2. CalTech - Haven't applied3. U of Chicago - Haven't applied4. Cornell - Haven't applied5. Rose Hulman - havent applied6. Oberlin - havent applied7. Carnegie Mellon - haven't applied8. all other colleges i can think about - havent applied9. ANOTHER FUCKING YEAR OF DEPRESSING HIGHSCHOOL SO I CAN GET THE ONE OR TWO CREDITS I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108179336351250773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108179336351250773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_04_11_archive.html#108179336351250773' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-108119980323373409</id><published>2004-04-05T16:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T16:23:14.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i loaded the script wrong and didn't feel like fixing but number on left is minimum estimate for civilian casualties in Iraq and right is maximum...the website has a lot more info on how shitty a job we did of saving lives there...so yea</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108119980323373409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108119980323373409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108119980323373409' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-108070953961457791</id><published>2004-03-30T23:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T23:09:11.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Violent Femmes - American Musicdid you do too many drugsI did too many drugsdid you do too many drugs too babyyou were born too lateI was born too soonbut every time I look at that ugly moonit reminds me of youit reminds me of you ooh ooh oohI need a date to the prom &lt;---thats mewould you like to come along &lt;---you know you would ;-)but nobody would go to the prom with me babythey </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108070953961457791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/108070953961457791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108070953961457791' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-107915816348426551</id><published>2004-03-13T00:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T00:12:44.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>we will take off our clothes and they'll be placing fingers through the notches in your spine and when all is breaking everything that you could keep inside now your eyes ain't moving now they just lay there in their climb</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107915816348426551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107915816348426551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107915816348426551' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-107887349177250153</id><published>2004-03-09T17:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T17:07:55.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just finished drinking a can of jumex...when i saw the windexi spouted a hexfor the ugly texand took another drink for the rest of the worldjumex is so delicious it makes me write suicidal antiestablishment poems...mmm...mango nectar</summary><link rel='edit' 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calls all to endi'm sitting watching wind blowwatching time gowatching cars go byi'm waiting for these memories to beginif i threw my guitar[ti-89]out the window, so far downwould i start to regret it or would i smile and watch it slowly fall? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107868770697871395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107868770697871395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107868770697871395' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-107855599531972172</id><published>2004-03-06T00:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-06T00:56:13.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so I say to myself...what a wonderful world...only sorta not...hmm...what is goin on...so this concert tongiht was sorta bad...hip hop music not my thing but some was really good and some was bad...but then came duraluxe...they are amazing...I want to become gay...make love to them...fight the fight for gay marriage and then marry them...only not really...well...anyways...was gonna hit up the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107855599531972172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107855599531972172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107855599531972172' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-107827610050991514</id><published>2004-03-02T19:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T19:11:14.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Get to know the REAL you by crash_and_burnYour NameYou Are A:Classic RockerYour Favorite Band/SongThe Strokes - Last NiteYou Like To Read:Non-fiction novelsYou Firmly Believe In:Nose-pickingEveryone Thinks You Are:The coolest person in historyYou Were Conceived:UnderwaterYou Will Marry:A homeless man/womanCreated with quill18's MemeGen 2.0!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107827610050991514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107827610050991514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107827610050991514' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-107820490628922507</id><published>2004-03-01T23:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T23:24:39.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gah Elliot(speaking to self)...quit slacking off so muchi rode my bike like a long time today after i fixed the chain and cleaned it and such...and when i got home i didn't feel like doing anything so i haven't and wont and there u go.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107820490628922507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107820490628922507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107820490628922507' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-107803266090040828</id><published>2004-02-28T23:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T23:33:51.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Can't explain all the feelings that you're making me feelMy heart's in overdrive and you're behind the steering wheelTouching you, touching meTouching you, ya you're touching meI believe in a thing called loveJust listen to the rhythm of my heartThere's a chance we could make it nowWe'll be rocking 'til the sun goes downI believe in a thing called loveHuuuH!I wanna kiss you every </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107803266090040828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107803266090040828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107803266090040828' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-107798868019273351</id><published>2004-02-28T11:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T11:20:50.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so yesterday was a very goodish sorta good day.  Started out with me thinking about going to breakfast with business and then falling right back to sleep...luckily I woke up at my usual time anyway without an alarm.  That happens a lot...I'll forget to set my alarm and then i'll wake up at just the right time anyways.  so anyways...school at normal time and I find that I got a 98% on the last </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107798868019273351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107798868019273351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107798868019273351' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-107768106379756507</id><published>2004-02-24T21:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T21:53:48.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thats right...im listening to nine inch nails - fuck you like an animal...and the lyrics inspired me so much i dropped it in this piece of crapyou let me violate you, you let me desecrate youyou let me penetrate you, you let me complicate youhelp me I broke apart my insides, help me I’ve got no soul to sellhelp me the only thing that works for me, help me get away from myselfI want to fuck</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107768106379756507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107768106379756507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107768106379756507' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-107765258512217230</id><published>2004-02-24T13:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T13:59:09.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://www.cityline.ru/politika/e/russia.htmlyay russian government project</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107765258512217230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107765258512217230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107765258512217230' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-107765257960917851</id><published>2004-02-24T13:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T13:59:08.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://www.cityline.ru/politika/e/russia.htmlyay russian government project</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107765257960917851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107765257960917851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107765257960917851' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-107759925892651545</id><published>2004-02-23T23:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T23:10:22.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>after much work at figuring out how to get to mars using my awesome math skills...it has become apparent that there is no mars...no mars at all...not here nor there nor anywhere...not blue to red not in my bed...there is no mars sam I am...there is no mars so shut up like a clam.I made someone cry today that I never wanted to hurt...and I feel bad but not...sometimes I wonder if Im capable of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107759925892651545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107759925892651545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107759925892651545' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-107747432699644454</id><published>2004-02-22T14:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T12:28:08.843-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So today is going to be a weird day because last night was a weird night and tomorrow will be weird as well.  An unexpected thing happened and im not sure if it will all work out for the best.  An old love comes forth to be new once more but the old thoughts are still there and a summer of self destruction and romance hinders my happiness.  oh...and I saw Eurotrip which is really really funny...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107747432699644454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107747432699644454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107747432699644454' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-107725433279356995</id><published>2004-02-19T23:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T23:21:31.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thats right...I found jesus...ON AMERICAN IDOL!!!!HAHA...for more about your possible lord and savior go to http://www.jesusromanfansite.com/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107725433279356995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107725433279356995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107725433279356995' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-107725206361803419</id><published>2004-02-19T22:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T22:43:41.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can't decide how to think today.  theres never perfect clarity in my mind, but today I feel like I should question everything.  instead of putting things in right and wrong it seems like everything is either right or also right yet still completely opposite and the only true wrong I can see is the ending of life but then I suppose this throws that religious question of whats after and since </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107725206361803419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107725206361803419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107725206361803419' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-107707095704503408</id><published>2004-02-17T20:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T20:25:12.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107707095704503408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107707095704503408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107707095704503408' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-107706550263176809</id><published>2004-02-17T18:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T18:54:17.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>now serving burgers with fresh body of christ buns and meat marinated in thats right...the blood of christ....warning...catholics may get hepatitis from ingesting the lords deliciousness.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107706550263176809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107706550263176809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107706550263176809' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-107706535375598887</id><published>2004-02-17T18:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T18:51:49.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107706535375598887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107706535375598887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107706535375598887' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-107706331832565330</id><published>2004-02-17T18:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T18:17:54.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SINGLE MALE SEEKS:SINGLE FEMALESINGLE BRAINY MALE SEEKS:SINGLE FEMALESINGLE BRAINY MALE WITH BIG NOSE AND LONG HAIR SEEKS:SINGLE FEMALESINGLE BRAINY MALE WITH BIG NOSE, LONG HAIR, and EXCELLENT TASTE IN MUSIC SEEKS:SINGLE FEMALE WHO LIKES MUSICSINGLE BRAINY MALE WITH BIG NOSE, LONG HAIR, GOOD TASTE IN MUSIC(indie this and that, emo, no country[very little country] and very </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107706331832565330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107706331832565330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107706331832565330' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-107656574318331672</id><published>2004-02-11T23:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T00:04:51.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I await my death tomorrow in the form of a comparative politics test.  it is like being drawn and quartered...only while being violated through all orafaces.  I try to study...I try to read the chapter...and then boom...it hits me...France doesn't make any sense...Phipps doesn't understand it so how am I supposed to...what a twisted world I live in.  oh...and happy valentines day...I forgot to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107656574318331672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107656574318331672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107656574318331672' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-107646242296201163</id><published>2004-02-10T19:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T19:22:49.403-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PLACEBO - PURE MORNING is the song just below||V</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107646242296201163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107646242296201163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107646242296201163' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-107646229756293062</id><published>2004-02-10T19:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T19:20:44.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"A friend in need's a friend indeedA friend with weed is betterA friend with breast and all the restA friend who's dressed in leatherA friend in need's a friend indeedA friend who'll tease is betterOur thoughts compressedWhich makes us blessedAnd makes for stormy weatherA friend in need's a friend indeedMy Japanese is betterAnd when she's pressed she will undressAnd then she's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107646229756293062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107646229756293062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107646229756293062' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-107646119773398681</id><published>2004-02-10T18:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T19:02:23.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh yes...I forgot to note that Emily Nejad is a big earl grey tea drinking slut and that green tea is the best tea and that its not fair that everyone decent is leaving signature and that its not fair that Emily Nejad got an academic excellence award so she can go to college for cheap...grr</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107646119773398681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107646119773398681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107646119773398681' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-107646098323151117</id><published>2004-02-10T18:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T18:58:49.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today I wish I were dumb.   dumb enough to not have classes with homework and such.  so dumb everyone would pity me and offer me candy and sex...or at least the candy.  this is all because I have to slave over a hot book for hours tonight...and then tomorrow it will be the same all over again.  Its like im married to school and my spouse is abusive.  but its all okay because I can sing songs...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107646098323151117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107646098323151117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107646098323151117' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-107639174074929792</id><published>2004-02-09T23:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T23:44:45.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>now today was a day that was so neutral I took that neutrality and made a neutral pie that tasted neutral.  I am neither full nor hungry with the end of this day so I proclaim it to be super neutral day.  I woke up and went to school...school went on with its half hour classes and it ended half way through just as a neutral day should.  After that ending of school I went to this and that and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107639174074929792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107639174074929792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107639174074929792' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-107639055801507977</id><published>2004-02-09T23:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T23:25:03.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It is time for me to express myself in this evil form because all others have been lost to the evils of the world.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107639055801507977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/107639055801507977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107639055801507977' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3731258.post-80960169</id><published>2002-08-31T11:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-08-31T11:17:01.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!-- Begin AIM Remote --&gt;http://aim.aol.com/?promo=106695"&gt;/aim/remote/home.adp"&gt;http://aim.aol.com/?promo=106695"&gt;Download AOL Instant Messenger&lt;!-- End AIM Remote --&gt; </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/80960169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3731258/posts/default/80960169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gozoto.blogspot.com/2002_08_25_archive.html#80960169' title=''/><author><name>Ellioto Gozoto</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00740122375763380986</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
