﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>madscientistsam's Xanga</title><link>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from madscientistsam</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>Monday, July 09, 2007</title><link>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/602930264/item/</link><guid>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/602930264/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Jul 2007 15:51:43 GMT</pubDate><description>Heh-heh, well, I'm behind on my projects for the class I'm in, but it looks like I'm almost to the point where I can just blow the rest of it off, and still get an A.&amp;nbsp; Almost, at least.&amp;nbsp; Very, very cool.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/602930264/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, June 28, 2007</title><link>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/600600589/item/</link><guid>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/600600589/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Jun 2007 13:55:41 GMT</pubDate><description>Oy, I know that I got about six hours of sleep last night, but my brain is telling me that I'm exhausted- like, the kind of exhausted where I'm tripping out, and seeing things.&amp;nbsp; Its very strange.&amp;nbsp; I shouldn't be this tired.</description><comments>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/600600589/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, June 22, 2007</title><link>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/599205695/item/</link><guid>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/599205695/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Jun 2007 05:08:15 GMT</pubDate><description>Wait wait wait..... so in 1979, Jimmy Carter was attacked by a giant swimming rabbit??????&amp;nbsp; WHY WASN'T I TOLD ABOUT THIS SOONER?????????&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/599205695/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, June 19, 2007</title><link>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/598724318/item/</link><guid>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/598724318/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Jun 2007 13:37:41 GMT</pubDate><description>Well, its safe to call the Gnat Wars a victory- I haven't seen one in days.&amp;nbsp; I'm still surprised at the their tenacity and reproductive force, but after some fairly extreme measures they seem to have given up.&amp;nbsp; I'm still keeping everything in my kitchen behind cupboard doors, and after I take a shower I blast the bathroom with arid A/C to keep the moisture level down, but all seems well.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/598724318/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, June 07, 2007</title><link>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/596134411/item/</link><guid>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/596134411/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Jun 2007 13:18:32 GMT</pubDate><description>I watched an epidode of the original Batman show last night.&amp;nbsp; Batman went to a bar (in costume), drank a tall orange juice, and hit the dance floor with a go-go dancer (employing the old standby John Travolta peace-signs across the eyes)...................&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;..................speachless.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh, and Robin's costume didn't have pants.&amp;nbsp; He didn't even have boxer-briefs, they were just green tighties.&amp;nbsp; And he kept standing splay-legged in the hero V-pose............... awkward.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And the Riddler asked this classic:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Q: When does a clock resemble a train?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A: At two-past-two "TOO-TOO"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/596134411/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, May 30, 2007</title><link>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/594250872/item/</link><guid>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/594250872/item/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 May 2007 05:13:27 GMT</pubDate><description>Now, I'm sure I've read somewhere that excercise can act as an appetite supressant- which I admittedly don't need.&amp;nbsp; For me personally though, it does nothing but turn me into a ravening wolf.&amp;nbsp; The first thing I did when I got home from volleyball (weights/ running earlier in the morning) was fix eggs, sausage, and toast.&amp;nbsp; Then I showered- stepped out- and was immediately hungry again.&amp;nbsp; I've eaten what seems to me vast amounts of food today, but my last conscious thoughts tonight will likely have food somewhere in the train.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh, and I was stoked to have the opportunity to give away the Jack..Box gift card I had previously bought.&amp;nbsp; I think it really made the guy's evening.&amp;nbsp; Really, I was pretty impressed that the guy didn't try to come up with some crazy ",I just need a little money to take a bus back home" line.&amp;nbsp; It grates on my fundamental character to have to decode people's lies- however necessary they think they are.&amp;nbsp; If I have a problem, I'll either state it clearly so people can help, or I'll just handle it on my own (the far more likely route).&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I think about being a bum for a week or two.&amp;nbsp; I still wouldn't understand any of the underlying reasons people have for dropping out of society- being an emminently employable fellow without chemical dependancies or a warped/ violent childhood.&amp;nbsp; It would be fascinating though, to get a grasp of the fears, shames, and burdens of living on the street.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure I'd do it all wrong though.&amp;nbsp; Whenever I think about how I'd survive my time on the street, I start looking at fire-escapes and rooftops instead of abandoned buildings or parking-lot bordered woods areas.&amp;nbsp; I can't help but think I'd get my throat slit if I slept with the other homeless people.&amp;nbsp; Musings....&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/594250872/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, May 27, 2007</title><link>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/593748306/item/</link><guid>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/593748306/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 May 2007 23:47:45 GMT</pubDate><description>Know what's funny?&amp;nbsp; When three high-school guys come in, order $60 of food, walk out on their check, and....... (wait for it)...... leave their keys.&amp;nbsp; Oh yes.... it was good.&amp;nbsp; They're probably just going to tell their parents they lost the keys somewhere though, because they never had the guts to come back for them.&amp;nbsp; I was really hoping to see them come back though- oh, my unfulfilled wishes....&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/593748306/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, May 21, 2007</title><link>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/592332989/item/</link><guid>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/592332989/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 May 2007 20:48:01 GMT</pubDate><description>So I just lit my pants on fire while I was wearing them.&amp;nbsp; Then I got an ember in my eye when I blew them out- no bueno.&amp;nbsp; Its stinkin' amazing I didn't burn my apt down just now.&amp;nbsp; In other news, I was frustrated with the world in general, and women in particular a little while ago- so I went to the gym.&amp;nbsp; Everything was going fine, when I was a mile in on the treadmill, and some dude started running right next to me.&amp;nbsp; So I sped up, and kept running until he quit.&amp;nbsp; Then I sped up again, and kept running for another five minutes just to prove my dominance.&amp;nbsp; It was a good thing he quit easily though, because I was in a LOT of pain.&amp;nbsp; Anywho, the various reasons for my frustration proved groundless (as is strangely often the case), so I'm good now- THE END.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/592332989/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, May 15, 2007</title><link>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/590807597/item/</link><guid>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/590807597/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 May 2007 02:05:00 GMT</pubDate><description>Okay, so when I'm able to sneak up to within touching distance of a wild cat (which I always decline to actually do), I wonder whether I'm just that good or if there's something wrong with the cat- 'cuz I love the kitties.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and I made friends with a dog today.&amp;nbsp; I should have asked him his name though.... oh well, I would have forgotten it anywayse.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/590807597/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, May 04, 2007</title><link>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/588327597/item/</link><guid>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/588327597/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 May 2007 02:59:21 GMT</pubDate><description>Bloody hell!!!&amp;nbsp; I was coming home from a marathon programming session at school, saw a little strung out homeless woman at 1960/ 45, drove to Jack-in-the-crack, bought a gift certificate, and by the time I got back to her spot she was gone!&amp;nbsp; I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really wanted &lt;/span&gt;to give her that card.&amp;nbsp; So I can't volunteer on the weekends, and when I try to do something else nice my niceness is thwarted.&amp;nbsp; THWARTED!!!&amp;nbsp; dangit&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://madscientistsam.xanga.com/588327597/item/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>